Wrapped Around Your Finger\\M.C.

<<<sixteen>>>

<<<Samantha>>>

Micheal presses Samantha into the wall of the stairwell as he attempts to carry her up stairs to her room, their lack of touch to remove their shoes and the previous long annoying walk back only fueling their fervor. She moans as he bites her lip and she unbuttons his jeans, forcing the zipper down with her hand as she slides into his boxers. His hands squeeze her backside and his jaw drops to release a whine against her open mouth as she grabs him.

His hand flies into the wall by her head once she strokes him, his knees going weak as he moans with squinted eyes and his head falls back, exposing his neck and adam's apple to her. She pulls herself to him so she can sample him, moaning at his natural flavor mixed with the ocean air as her mouth salivates. He moans again as her tongue runs over his throat, vibrating into her mouth and she tightens her grip on him, feeling herself exude for him.

He lifts his head and his eyes meet hers, seeing her desire swirl while the brown around her pupils fade as they dilate, leaving behind only green. He grabs her gorgeous face and kisses her, pressing his body firmly into hers and she stops her hand, her breath catching into his mouth. She removes her hand and he adjusts her on his hips before walking up the stairs.

Her chest heaves as she lifts her shirt over her head, his mouth immediately latching to her chest as they enter into the kitchen. Controlled by desire he places her on the pristine island, pressing his arousal between her thighs and she whines, freezing as her jaw drops open. His plush tongue runs over her bottom lip before he sucks it into his mouth. Her fingers run into his hair as she pushes his hat off and licks his tongue that teases the entrance of her mouth.

His hips roll into her and she mimics the motion, increasing the pressure between them as he grabs her rear, keeping her on him and he continues rubbing into her. She whimpers into his mouth and he yanks her off the counter; unable to wait any longer so he rushes her to her room while she unhooks her bra and throws it in the hallway. He lowers them to her bed and kisses down her body, stopping at the button of her jeans before he slowly opens it, watching her skin expose itself as he unzips the zipper.

His soft lips press into her sensitive, delicate skin and her spine tingles with longing before his tongue lays flat to her abdomen. He slides it down into her jeans as far as it will go before running up to her hipbone. She whines as her back squirms and he begins sucking while his warm hand grips her waist. Her breath catches as he sucks harder, determined to leave a mark to make her stomach flutter over him the next coming days.

"Mikey," she whines as her breath increases and she fists his hair.

He sucks harder, making her hiss with a wince before he licks up his saliva and leans up, trailing his gentle fingers along the top of her jeans. Her hips lift to him and he groans, throbbing deeply for her and he tugs on her jeans, pulling them off with her underwear.

His breath catches at the sight of her ready for him and leans down to kiss her, already missing her lips on his. She grabs his face and kisses him hungrily, her breath increasing more as his fingers glide up the inside on her leg, desperate to feel her. An exhale leaves his mouth at her soaking warmth as he slowly grazes her and her tongue swirls around his with a soft moan.

Her hips open wider as her chest heaves, aching for him as he kisses her tenderly before whispering, "Is this okay?"

"Yes," she whines before she forces his head up, making him looking into her eyes, "I'm yours."

His heart races as he slams his lips into her, knowing that in this moment, no matter how fleeting, he loves her. In this moment he would do anything for her, be anything for her, and give anything of himself to her. She need only ask and he would deliver.