WANTED : YOU

Chapter 12 : Stupid... Sweet Dreams

Sarawat's mouth soft and warm, yet on my already heated skin it was escalating its degree on the highest level felt like I'm on the pit of a hell, too hot, I'm doubting if I was still able to handle.

Every licks, seductively sweet, made by his wet warm gliding tongue on the side of my neck, left me but writhing beneath his muscular body, panting, I'm chasing my own breathing. His weight over my little frame surprisingly not bothering me, instead it was giving me this sort of weird feeling of security.

My head tilting on its own on either side of the soft mattress, angling unconsciously giving him the access to wherever he wants his burning kisses would be.

My drunken self I know shamelessly screaming, aware it was lust, wanting to touch him.

Desperately wanted to touch him.

Like the way he touched my body like he owned every part of me, so greedy.

However...

Strong hand gripping my poor little wrists just enough, settling it both firmly just above my head, restraining me to tug him down and reverse instead the situation we had.

Because...

It's just felt awkwardly wrong: me being trapped under some other man's strength. It's something I'm not familiarized myself with ever since. And I'm not used to it! That's why I keep refusing to almost everything.

I know myself being the ever so confident and independent boy. I love being free. Hated to be controlled by anyone. For I love living my life on my own. Having with only one rule.

Yet, this feeling, quite unfamiliar to me and it seemed like I couldn't find any ways to even resist for it was way too good for my awakened desire. Too good as his touch feels so different, even felt so much of... addictive, I am wanting for more.

His hands that are holding me captive, surely felt dominating, yet those touches he made on every part of my body, sent me to my over sensitivity, making me feel there's something inside my belly uncomfortably flapping but too pleasurable just by the light brushes of his fingertips.

My breath hitched and a moan accidentally slipped out I think was coming from my slightly parted mouth that even I was surprised at the sound when the man hovering me sucks very hard on the crease between my neck and my shoulder.

I remember with my past lovers, no one ever dared to kiss or even touch me that part or if they successfully or bravely did, the next thing they realized, I am no longer by their side.

Me being unfair? Am not really sure. Maybe yes because I let them in easily just to let them out of my life after a couple of months suffering from a relationship that mostly part of me unwillingly to give my whole.

But this man!

Fuck!

Sarawat surely was so clever to even have his way on me that I didn't even realized I was already pinned down on this bed, submitting to his overwhelming desire my own body unbelievably granting too willingly.

My strings of thoughts suddenly snapped out of my head when I felt those soft kisses Sarawat trailing around my neck was now sliding on my exposed shoulder.

Trails of sensual kisses continues, lingering at some spots, drowning my own sanity with the different pleasure my body is receiving. Until I felt a slight sting down my collarbone I thought I'll hate the pain but NO instead I'm loving the feeling as he took time making few small sucks followed by small wet kisses all the way down my chest causing me to let out yet loud whimper I didn't able to control when I felt him suck my nipple slightly hard, then he pulls it between his teeth then licks afterwards with his playful tongue, my back arches and my head tilting back, as my eyes fluttering shut so tight from too much sensation I felt for the very first time.