Wrapped Around Your Finger\\M.C.

<<<thirteen>>>

<<<Samantha>>>

Samantha pulls away for a breath, Mikey's breath just as heavy as he grabs the neck of the guitar and lowers it down to the ground, leaning into her to do so before she climbs into his lap, grabbing his face. Her thumbs run over his cheeks as she stares down at him, his mouth parted open with desire while his hands grab her hips. She brushes her lips against his, watching as his eyes close from her touch, making her heart pound loudly in her chest.

She presses her lips to his again, this time kissing him deeply as she slides her tongue into his willing mouth, rolling it along his soft muscle. Her fingers move into his hair as she pushes down into him, grinding her hips over his as her tummy begins to feel hot with yearning. His large hands grip her backside, assisting with the pressure as she begins to slowly roll her hips.

A sigh leaves her mouth onto his lips as she feels her movements working, his body reacting and her craving growing while her fingers lace up into his hair. He exhales deeply into her mouth as her hands slide back down his neck and over his shoulders, feeling his strong muscles before he leans into her and kisses her neck. Her breath catches as his soft plush lips caress the sensitive skin, her stomach swirling with butterflies.

She whines when he grazes his soft tongue over her throat to give attention to the other side, traveling up under her ear. He releases a breath and she shudders as she longs to hear his panted exhales, her fingers running down the front of his body. He pulls away as he looks down to watch her grip his shirt, helping pull it over his head. Her eyes roam his fit frame before she grazes his tattoo on his bicep, actually loving the way the black ink looks on his light skin.

He watches her fingers before he looks at her and unties her flannel, adding it to his shirt on the floor. His fingers slide under her shirt and she straights as he grips the hem and pulls it off her torso. He gently drops it to the pile as his eyes take in her small body and his hands grip her bare waist. She licks her lip at his touch on her before she kisses him, rolling her body into his to feel his chest against hers.

A small moan creeps up her throat as his warmth seeps into her and his hands move to her rear, gripping tight before he flips her to the bed, hovering over her as he massages her tongue with his. Her breath immediately increases, wanting him so bad, wanting his love so bad, as he runs his hand up her body to appreciate her. She swallows as her mouth goes dry, overwhelmed by his caring nature as he leans down to kiss her, first gently then with heated passion.

She moans into his mouth when he presses into her, signifying his matched arousal, before she reaches between them to undo his pants. He whines against her mouth, making her throb for him before she bites his full bottom lip and unzips his zipper. She releases his lip and slides her hand over him, her mouth going dry again as she accesses him, while other places begin to dampen.

She swallows as she begins to vibrate, becoming impatient with her need to be filled by him, physically and spiritually as his hand slides under her back. She lifts her chest to him as he unhooks her bra and she works it off her arms before dropping it to the ground, loving the look of yearning that crosses his face at the sight of her exposed breasts. He lowers down and kisses her chest, dancing his tongue along her collarbones before his large hand kneads her breast, his touch delicate and she relaxes into the mattress.

"Is this okay?" he confirms in her ear, making her stomach flip and she nods her head while licking her lips.

"Yes," she replies breathily.

He takes her acceptance and begins kissing down her body, leaving cold wet spots that make her shiver as she plays with his hair. He stops at her jeans and runs his tongue along the edge, making her gasp before he looks up with a smirk. Her lashes flutter as she stares at him; aching so bad her spine begins to itch.