Seduced Fall ✔️

12. The crave

Warning:
Mature Scene.
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Clara Carter

"No. Please, don't go."

That is all he needed to make a passionate and bold kiss with my lips. I couldn't keep a smile from forming on my lips. He's in the same condition as me. But not in the same way as my previous relationships, but in a lovely way. I'm captivated by his thirst and want for me.

He shoves his tongue back into my mouth with a desperate need to feel me. My knees become so weak that I can no longer feel them. All I can think about is his hypnotizing lips caressing my lips. And it's wonderful. It makes me feel special, and it makes me want things I didn't even realize I desired.

His warm tongue teases me, sucking hard on my tongue. He can't get enough of my mouth, so his palms trace down to my ass and squeeze it. While my best friends are downstairs, we're kissing like wild teens in my room.

I'm grateful that my family is attending a wedding in a nearby city.

Stefan's other hand tugs on my hair, allowing him to control my mouth with this divine kiss.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he pulls me up off the ground. His lips pull away from mine, lusciously kissing my neck. A moan escapes like a free bird from my mouth. He grips my ass to hold me still, he presses my back against the wall.

We both soon realize how hard it is for us to steady ourselves while we want both our hands filled with each other.

He then lays me on my bed, with him on top of me, and doesn't let go of my neck. His teeth tenderly bite the skin beneath my ears before running his wet, velvety tongue over it. 

My eyes roll back in pure bliss. He just found my weak spot. As he pleasures my neck and shoulders, I hold his head and massage his scalp. 

He can call me a bitch all day if this is what he's going to do every time he calls me a bitch.

His hands crawl all over my clothed body before discarding my top and shorts.

"You look cute in these," he murmurs. "But, I prefer them off." His voice drips with lustful passion. His eyes darken as a result of the engravings.

Although his compliment is imprecise, I can deduce every purpose behind it.

I'm now only wearing my black bra and thong. He looks at me for a moment, his intense eager eyes traveling all over me. I bite my lips nervously.

With a playful smirk etched on his face, he redirects his eyes to mine. My cheeks flush red.

This shouldn't be special for him. There must be a lot of girls spreading their legs for him. I'm no different, which is terrible and depressing.

But that isn't important to me right now. I'm so tempted by his touch and kisses that I can't get enough of them. I want more. More of him.

I'm about to give him my virginity now that I think about it. I'm certain I'm giving it to the correct person. It's far nicer to do it with a man I know when I'm sober than it is to do it with a stranger while I'm drunk.

I'm not sure what had gotten into me when I considered sleeping with a stranger.

I've decided to trust Stefan with my most precious thing, and I understand if he doesn't want to remember it. It won't bother me.

I'm just relieved that I'm half-naked with Stefan than anyone else.

He connects our lips in a gentle kiss, bringing me back to this steamy moment. He effortlessly removes my bra with one hand while gently caressing my cheek with the other.