Mimic Me

+18 Chapter 18 :Spicy ( not dire to storyline) +18

~~~~~~~~~~18+ Lemon WARNING( STOP READING IF YOU WANT not dire to the story)~~~~~~~~

Loki's body pressed against her as he slammed her against the back of the door while her fingers locked it. Sliding his hands down her waist he grabbed her by her thighs lifting her up against the wall letting her legs wrap around his waist. His hands quickly pushed up the sides of her dress as his lips moved down her jaw and neck. Her own hands fighting with his shirt quickly as she dug her nails into his shoulders when he bit down on her neck. She groaned, arching her back .

"Fuck You..." She growled in his ear as his hands kneaded the flesh of her thighs, grinding himself slowly against her. It took everything in him not to grasp the dress and tear it from her body. He knew she was going to have to go back out there amongst everyone. The thought gave him a wicked idea as his hands slipped up to her breasts pulling the dress away to expose them to him. He pulled back from her neck to rest his forehead against his,

"If you tell me to stop...I will" he growled softly, feeling his fingers slide slowly over the flesh of her breast and hip as he pulled her against him. She grasped the front of his shirt and tore it open watching the buttons pop off and scatter across the floor. Ana's lips curled into a teasing smirk as she pushed the shirt down over his shoulders. He smirked back at her, knowing obviously neither of them were stopping what was going to happen right now. Good or bad idea, he felt his brain slowly become a blur when her lips were back on his.

"I can feel you shaking" he whispered in her ear as he grabbed tightly to her thighs and pushed her up on the countertop beside the sink. He pushed her back against the mirror with his body as his lips captured hers again. Her eyes stared at him as he moved down her body, his mouth moving to her exposed thighs while he lifted her hips slightly. His fingers wrapped around her panties and dragged them down to the floor. Her eyes fluttered with her heart, when he kneeled between her legs and wrapped his mouth around her.

Ana let out a gasp as her eyes slipped closed and her hand slipped into his hair holding him as slide his tongue over her bundle of nerves so slowly she thought she was going to cry. Her back arched as he was hitting just where he needed . He began to pick up speed as she tried to stifle the cries coming from her lips, his hands clasped tightly to her thighs holding her down. When it became too much for her to handle she threw her head back with a cry trying to move away from him as he clasped tighter to her. When she was about partially down from her high he pulled back standing to unbutton his pants . Her legs wrapped around him quickly and guided him inside of her body. One hand wrapped around her thigh and the other on the wall behind her he stared down at her as their bodies moved together.

"Fuck..." he growled in her ear as he panted against her. her soft lips parted in a groan as he back arched , he didn't give her the moment as he began to put his frustrations with her into every thrust against her body. Her nails dug deep into his back as she threw her head back against the wall. He lowered down to capture her lips against his and she angrily returned his kiss, how much passion could be shared in such an angry kiss.

He could feel the blood come to the surface of his skin as he pulled back with his forehead against hers,

"Bad kitten" he growled against her neck where he bit down marking her neck above her collarbone. He knew a bruise would form as he slammed into her grasping her tight to his body. She clung to him, her head falling to his shoulder . He could feel it building inside her as he smirked against her skin. "Do it...you want to" he bit down on her sensitive neck again and she cried out. When her lips parted with the cry, he knew he could not hold back any longer and his body tensed and he erupted inside of her. Her head fell back against the mirror behind them,as his strokes slowed both of them standing in the quiet, the sounds of the party outside slowly returning . Ana opened her eyes as he pulled away from her, leaving her feeling colder and empty without him.