Here You Are

101st day

-SNEHA POV-
I love this man, him being all cutesy and then suddenly all dominating. Agh.
As I said maybe something more, the way his face changed. I don't think I can stand him being this far from me, I need him closer.
He walked towards me and touched my chin, "Happy 100-day anniversary, love."
A what? Did he keep a count? Before I can react he kisses me a little and then asks, "Darling, you won't regret it right?"
I looked at him and undressed myself not breaking the eye contact. He rushed and kissed me as something snapped in him. The kiss got sloppier but hotter. His lips started travelling to my chest and neck. I unbuttoned his shirt as his hands seemed busy touching my whole body.
He picked me up and took me to the balcony, we sat in the canopy.
I was sitting on his lap, probably this is what he intended. He kept kissing me senselessly, wow. I can feel him beneath me, I can feel his length.
Agh, I so wanna get fucked by him.
As he realised, he picked me up again and took me to bed. So much for kissing me under the stars, as I lay on the bed waiting for him to close the doors.
I realised I had never craved a man so much. I want him so much, so badly.
He looked at me as I waited for him, "You look breathtaking." as he lay above me.
I smiled a little, trying to hide my blush. I looked away from him and he smiled, "Don't ignore me now, baby."
I turned my head towards him, "I was not, it was just."
He looked at me all sensuously and curiously, I continued, "You are so..."
He tilted his head and smiled softly, "So?"
I give up, "Sexy and it does things to me."
He smirked a little and said, "So do you."
Without waiting he unhooked my bra and began kissing my boobs and belly. He sucked them a little and then bites them, nibbling on them and waiting for a reaction as I moan - A smirk forms on his face. This guy. He implanted kisses all over my body.
In no time our hands are all over each other, both completely naked and turned on.
If he kisses my neck, I miss him on my lips. If he kissed my lips, I miss his touch on my neck. I want to be touched by him so fucking much. I am at my edge, and somehow he looks like it too.
He grabs a condom and tears it with his mouth, and here I am beneath him. Still thinking how can I get so lucky, how can a person look like that while tearing a packet?
It's like he can hear my thoughts, he smirks - and then says, "What a fucking view you are."
Oh. He kisses my inner thigh and bites me. Then he pushes it in slightly, it's big. I mean, it looked pretty big and it is. He looks at me and I drift in pleasure.
He kisses me again, and he pushes it into me. I could see stars, but it felt so strange I felt butterflies. He keeps on kissing me as he starts thrusting. I moan in our kisses and I see a little smirk on his face. His proud smirk. 
He keeps thrusting as we both kiss and moan. I moan a lot louder and he looked like he liked hearing those.
I am so fucking close, the spot he is hitting is too sensitive. He kept thrusting in a manner, where he could hit the same spot. I muttered, "Slow-slow down."
He looked at me as if he couldn't understand what I said and kept thrusting. I looked at him, "Please baby."
He kissed me again and said, "As you wish baby."
He slowed a little but then again started thrusting the same. Ah, how domineering, how sexy.
In a few minutes, I come. As he realises I came, he comes too. Oh wow, we lay there catching our breaths and then smiling. He is all mine.
He smiles a little and says, "I love you."
I smile and pull his face towards mine to kiss him.
"I love you too."
As we again begin to make out, I realise he is hard again. Oh my fucking god, I am at his sweet mercy.

*Morning*
As I got up, my hands searched for a familiar face. I opened my eyes, but he was not there. I get up half sleepy and then I see the beautiful face. He looks so good, Is he really my boyfriend?
He smiles, "Good morning beautiful."
I laugh, how can he say messy hair, smelly breath and half awake me - beautiful? I chuckle and as he advances towards me, I say, "Good morning love. Can you please give me my clothes?"
My clothes are not on the floor anymore.
He smiles, "Oh, you can wear mine. They are in the laundry."
I look at him in disbelief, "What time did you wake up?"
He smiles, "Just 2 hours ago, at 8."
I reply baffled, "You should have woken me up too."
He tilts his head and says, "I like to watch you sleep. You look cute."
I roll my eyes a little, he and his sweet talk. He chuckles and passes me some clothes.
I get up and rush to the washroom, to shower.
I look in the mirror, my neck is filled with bite marks and hickeys till my chest. There are marks even on my thighs. I blush a little, as I always liked the idea of getting marked.