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Hold Me (Michael Smut)

{warning 🌞 detailed smut 🌛}

"There is nothing wrong with wanting more."

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Rose's POV

His hands moved up and down my sides and our lips press together again. I am pulled closer to him and in that moment I knew what we both wanted. Michael's hands move up onto my shoulders and his hands glide on my shoulders. He pulls away and he kisses up my shoulders, to my neck I moan and I can tell Michael had smiled because his lips had momentarily stopped sucking on my neck. His narrow hips start to grind against me and I arch my back a bit. Moans fall from my lips and I grind against
him. Cute little moans can be heard slipping from his mouth and I laugh.

"What the hell Rose? I'm trying to get in the mood." I smile and laugh at him again.

"But your moans are so cute."

"You are the only one who would say that."

"Yeah."

"Okay uhm so, what now?"

"Do you want to?" He asks me, biting his cherry red lips.

"Obviously." I tell him, smiling.

"Your cuteness will be the death of me." He says, smiling.

I look down and smile but quickly get back to work by leaving a trail of kisses from his shoulders up to his neck that I suck on his sweet spot, his cute little moans resurface and his hands don't leave my hips.

"Wrap your legs around me." Michael whispers. I do as told and he stand up and carries me up the stairs, into our bedroom. I unwrap my legs from around him and stand up. I look into his eyes to see they are just a shade darker. It is pretty hot to be honest. I bite my lip and he backs me up against the wall. His lips crash into mine and whimpers and groans can be heard faltering from both of our lips.

This feeling that sparked was enticing and I didn't want it to stop. It was like a flame that ignited and was yet to be put out.

My hands are on his cheeks and his are on my waist. Blindly we try to make our way to the bed and we make it there successfully. He lays me down lovingly and I'm sure my cheeks are a burning red at the moment. He grabs the hem of my shirt and lifts it over my head, leaving me in a black bra with red lace detailing, his eyes open wide and I hide my face with my hands.

"Don't hide from me."

Our eyes lock and all the words we could've said could never match the intensity of how we were looking at each other longingly.

He tears off his shirt and I stare in awe at his arms.

"Your tattoos are killer." I tell him smiling.

"Mine" he whispers as he kisses my lips, his hands are taking off my shorts.
After sliding them off I am in front of him in only a bra and panties.

"I love you Michael."

"I love you to baby girl."

I blush and get up from the bed a bit, I notice a chain around his neck that I hadn't noticed before.

"What is this?" I ask as I take it into my hands. It was a silver cross.

"It's just a necklace my mum gave me it was for protection," after thinking a bit he talks again "but, now I am giving it to you because I love you." He takes it off and puts it on me. I smile and look into his eyes again.

"Thank you Mikey." I don't know why but I pounced on him, and he fell back into the comfort of the bed while I straddled him and we basically had another make out session. I kiss down his chest and once I get down to his pants I take them off carefully. His eyes were following me and I know what was next, we both knew. I teasingly take off his boxers and I look up to see Michael licking his lips.

"Do you have a-"

As soon as I ask I can hear the sound of him tearing the foil open.

"You want to put it on?"

"Sure."

He passes me the cond**m and I slide it onto his length.

"I love you"

"I love you."

Michael comes closer to me and tells me to lie down, he slides my panties down my legs and I nod to him in reassurance. He bends down to kiss my lips as I feel him enter me ever so slightly. Little by little, whimpers escape my lips and his.

"I-"

Once he is fully in he starts to thrust.
moans fall from our lips and I feel the buildup forming in my lower abdomen, a burning fire.

We both reach our highs and he cums into the condom, his lips attach to mine and we both fall into bed in exhaustion. He drops the comd**m into a trash can on the side of the bed and we kiss again.

"I love you Michael"

"I love you Rose."

We cuddle the night away and after talking for hours I end up with my legs wrapped around him, my head on his chest and his arms around me. I couldn't have  asked for anything more perfect than this moment.

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