The Scars Between Us | KTH ✔️

Unforgettable

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Iris

Soft and sweet, that's what the past kisses we shared were like. But this time, it's more than that. This time, it's hungry and demanding. My lips were on fire, I was on fire. I've never felt this hot... So much aroused.

It's not only a desire, it's a need. I need him. And he doesn't skimp on meeting me with more.

I grab him by his collar, bringing him closer to me, feeling him more. He reciprocates by tightening his grip on my waist, we're so close right now, I'm breathing him in.

He backs us up until my legs hit the couch and he lays me over gently, although his mouth wasn't very gentle. It's like he's pouring all his emotions into this kiss... And I'm loving every second of it.

He leaves my lips bare and I whine at the loss of contact, but he doesn't keep me hanging and attacks my neck instead.

His wet open-mouth kisses leave a trail of burns behind them, enticing me, urging my need for him even more. A million butterflies come to life in my stomach once he touches the skin under my shirt. His warm hands roamed around, holding me in place.

His lips brush my sweet spot making me moan. Noticing my reaction, he goes back to that spot and does wonders to my neck.

"Tae...", I moan, losing every last brain cell I have left.

After torturing me, he gives my lips the attention they were craving. A deep, low growl escapes him once I dig my nails in his hair, exiting me.

He detaches our lips and his eyes dive into my soul. I gaze at him with half-hooded eyes while trying to catch my stolen breaths. His eyes are darker than they have ever been and I lose myself in his now black irises.

"Do you trust me?", his voice shot a wave of pleasure through me.

We both know that I trust him blindly, or else we wouldn't do what we're doing right now.

"Yes", it came out like a whisper, but he heard me.

"There's no going back from this...", he warned.

"I know", I'm quite aware of that fact.

"Do you want this?", he asked.

"I do", I confirmed and circled his neck again before I picked up where we left off.

Joining our lips together again I felt myself melting under him. He wraps my legs around his waist and picks me up in his arms, heading to our bedroom without disconnecting our lips.

He kicks the door closed and hovers over me on the bed. Lust and need pump through me making me all the more impatient. I start unbuttoning his shirt and he lets me do whatever I want.

Once his shirt is off, I take the freedom of touching him the way I desire. From his biceps to his abs, to his hard chest, he's sculpted like a Greek God.

He grabs the hem of my shirt and takes it off with one swift move then throws it away. My shorts accompany my shirt on the floor until I'm left with nothing but my undergarments.