I wake up to hands wandering my body. Each finger tip lighting fire to my skin as they slide up and down my torso. I let out a shallow moan as his hands work down to my waist and ass and his scruffy beard takes again my sensitive neck.
he always knew were my sweet spot was and hell did he use it to his advantage. His low chuckle vibrating my whole body making my heart skip, his grasp on me tightens and then releases in a perfect rhythm. I roll on top of him taking my control back into my hands, his eyes wonder up my body as his warm soft hands run under my shirt delicately sliding it off to reveal nothing but my bare warmed skin to his piercing blue eyes that are now clouded by a mysterious dark and lusty gray.
His gaze on me never loosened which makes me realize the hardness below me. Rocking back and forth slightly rubbing against him to retrieve a reaction from his beautiful lips. A low groan is what I needed to get into a pace, and as I did. his hands gripping my waist taking control away as hard as I fought for my dominant side it's like every ounce was sucked from my body as soon as he looks at me. Anything he does is to precise not to.
"Fuck you're so gorgeous." He looks deep in my eyes and drags my lips to his forcefully, not in a painful way but a 'you're mine and by the end of this you'll know who made it so you can't walk' kind of way you catch my drift?
I swear I can smell the need seeping from my pores at this lint I think he can to because in that instant he flips us over "enough teasing I need you. Right. Fucking. Now." his low groans interrupted his strong of words as he tore off his belt,tie,pants,shirt and under shit leaving him only in his boxers that show his v-line off very distinctively.
"I wonder if you're just as tight as I remember?" He asks himself while taking the tie harshly gripping. And bounding my wrist together before throwing them over the post so my hands stay above my head at all times during the ride of my life;)
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I'm sorry I cut this shirt I have been going through a lot and it's been hard trying to find enough motivation to complete these without breaking down :( I'm sorry if I disappointed you guys I'll be back shortly :/
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RomanceThis is a work in progress there will be more parts :) , so this is a story about Chris evans and Peyton parcel (you) but your friends call you pey and Pepe as a nick name. Chris is a teacher at the university (Colombia university) you are attending...
