Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 14*

This entire chapter will be a sex scene, the details aren't necessarily important so feel free to skip. :)

Charlotte

I grabbed Stiles by his hand and led him upstairs into my room. I opened the door and he walked past me, I closed it after myself and turned around to him.

I suddenly felt strong hands grab me by my hips, all of the breath was sucked out of me as I was met with a deep, lustful kiss. I felt his hands travel to my backside and he squeezed gently before he picked me up.

I gasped into his mouth and he seemed delighted by my reaction, my back was forcefully met with a hard slam. The cold wall making tingles form down my spine, making the feeling all the more pleasant.

I felt his tongue slide between his lips as he pleaded for entrance to mine, I, of course, granted it and his tongue danced with mine. He seemed a lot more experienced than he had claimed to be.

The feeling was foreign but also delightfully euphoric.

Tingles spread wherever he touched me, my lips felt as if they were on fire and my insides threatened to melt any second.

Stiles pulled me away from the wall and, without breaking our kiss, he carried me to the bed, lying me down and then tearing away from me.

I finally caught my breath, my lips felt swollen and my head felt dazed. I looked at Stiles, his hair was a mess from me tugging through his chocolate locks and his cheeks were flushed pink. It was one of the most sensuous sights I had ever seen.

His eyes were full of lust and his lips curled into a slight smirk.

He crawled on top of me and began kissing me but I wanted to try something.

I put both of my hands on his chest and I less than a second, I had pushed him off of me and I was now straddling his hips. I looked down at his breathless expression and growled slightly. I felt him grow harder underneath me and butterflies swarmed in my stomach.

I wrapped my hands in his hair and kissed him, hard and full of passion. I grinded against him slightly, earning a soft moan from his mouth, the vibration tickled my lips and I felt satisfied.

I decided to push him more and repeated the same thing. I felt his hands immediately shoot to my hips, stopping me in place. I gasped in surprise and pulled away, I thought he was pushing me away but instead he smirked again and kissed me, he guided my hips, making me grind against him at his pleasure.

We were both moaning at the contact, he continued to grow harder every time I brushed against him.

I sat up, his hands left my hips as I pulled his top from off his body. He didn't have the most defined abs or the huge muscles, but he was perfect. He looked soft, warm. With the amount of men, models, I had seen, non of them compared to how I felt whilst looking at Stiles.

This was as far as I had gone with anyone before, making out and foreplay was pretty much my expertise but after that I was clueless.

I think Stiles could sense my insecurity so he grabbed me by my hips and threw me off of him onto the bed so that I was resting my head against the silk pillows.

He crawled over me and his lips caressed the skin of my neck, he gently sucked at my skin as his tongue licked the area.

He slowly began to pull my top off, I felt a wave of panic but I quickly pushed it away. He pulled back and pulled my top completely from off my body.

He admired the view and I felt very exposed, I was wearing a lacey bra that pretty much completely showed my nipples. I wore underwear to match.

He pulled down my shorts And threw them somewhere behind him, I felt his lips touch the skin of my neck again. He kissed down my neck and over my shoulders.

He moved my bra strap and kissed the space. His lips continued to trail all the way down my stomach until he reached my thighs. He kissed the inside of my thighs, teasing me and causing butterflies to swarm in my stomach.

I breathed out a moan and this seemed to just cheer him on. I closed my eyes and pushed my head into my pillow behind.

I felt his fingers tug at the lining of my underwear, I looked down at him and he silently asked me for permission. It took me a few seconds to make up my mind. Did I want this? Stiles? Did I want Stiles?

Yes, I did.

I nodded slightly and a smirk played at his lips. His tongue poked out of his mouth to lick his lips. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach once again.

I felt the absence of my thong as he pulled it down my legs. I gasped at his cold breath on my thighs. He grabbed my hands and pulled me up slightly. He snaked his hands around my back and undid the clasp on my bra, his fingers brushing at the skin of my back.

He pulled my bra from my body and let me fall back into the cushions. He crawled over my body, kissing my lips and slightly grinding his clothed crotch against me. He pulled away slightly.
"Hey, that's not fair." I whispered.
"What isn't?" He breathed.
"You have your clothes on." I whined.
He smirked at me, "all in good time, love."

He kissed my neck, sucking on the skin as his tongue came out to slightly lick my skin. He trailed kisses until he got to my breasts where where he took my nipple in his mouth and sucked on it gently. My stomach filled with butterflies and I arched my back slightly, he did the same to the other side until he continued to trail his kisses down my stomach.

I felt his warm breath on my entrance and I simply lost it. I gasped and looked down and him to see that he was already looking at me.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"I.. yes, I'm sure, I want you Stiles." I breathed.

That seemed to make up his mind and he placed gentle kisses down my thighs until he reached my clit where he placed a small peck and my insides lit on fire.

I felt his tongue slip between my folds. He ran his tongue up and down, between my folds and playing gently with my clit.

I suddenly felt a one of his fingers enter me and I gasped as I bit down hard onto my lip. He seemed satisfied by my response as he entered another finger, he began pumping in and out of me all whilst his tongue continued to play with my clit.

My head dove back into the pillow and my back arched, pushing me further into him.

I could feel myself building up, closer and closer to my release.

"Stiles.." I moaned.

"That's right, baby, moan for me." He said, pulling himself away from me before continuing.

And so I did, I moaned for him and he only pumped harder.

My walls clenched around his fingers and I finally felt my release, his pumps grew slower and fell out of rhythm.

He took his fingers to his mouth and cleaned them with his tongue, he then came back up to my lips and kissed me passionately, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I could taste myself all over him, the salty flavour over taking his usual sweet taste.

Once he pulled away, he pulled me closer to his body, hugging me into his side. We breathed together until we eventually fell asleep, surrounded by the warm air.