Dandelions

51

Sexual Content Warning!

Maya POV

My breath was trapped in my throat as I patiently waited for George Weasley to come in at me with another peck. Face still cupped in his large palms I stared at his pink lips inches from mine. He was in no hurry and took his time caressing my cheeks as he deeply inhaled the scent of my hair.

"I have wanted to kiss these lips for a very long time." He growled into my ears. "I love you so much, Maya." He nuzzled his nose into my hair as his thumb laced my lower lip.

After what seemed like forever he bought his lips back to mine. I didn't hold back this time. I kissed him back, softly. I knew bloody well that what I was doing was wrong, so very wrong. Then why did it feel so right?

I slightly parted my lips and enveloped his lower lips between mine suckling and licking every inch of it. It felt like I had been waiting my entire life for this moment. I dug my fingers deep into the roots of his flaming red hair while my other palm fondled his neck. Our heads moved in sync from side to side as the kiss intensified. The soft sound released as our mouths sucked and licked each other was enough to arouse me.

His wet tongue lapped against my lips drenching them in saliva. I opened providing him the access he was so desperate for, and his tongue immediately invaded my insides. He rolled his tongue against mine tasting every inch of it. His hands grabbed my thighs and lifted my body off the ground and onto the study table behind me. My breaths shortened and my body slumped into his. I was living out my fantasy.

He broke the kiss abruptly and I felt like crying. I gripped his collar and tried to pull his massive six-foot frame into me. He resisted.

"Let me hear you say it. Say that you love me, Maya." He commanded, panting. I was sick of George bossing me around but was in no position to negotiate.

"I love you," I said desperate to have him back on me. The loss of contact made me needy.

"Say it like you mean it, Bagnold."

"Loving you hasn't been a conscious decision or a planned activity. It is something that came to me naturally... very similar to urinating. I don't have a choice here! It's almost scary." I was not sure if he grasped my feelings.

George smirked. "You just compared the love we share to urinating. Fantastic." His tone was thick with sarcasm.

"Sorry. I..I .. couldn't think of anything else." I stuttered.

His smug expression turned deadly serious. "I fucking love you!" His lips found mine. I wrapped my elbow around his neck to prevent him from breaking away again. I slipped my tongue into his mouth while clutching the roots of his hair. A full-blown battle commenced with our tongues lapping ferociously against each other. Unable to control the ecstasy I bit into his lower lip causing him to moan.

"Mmmmm, Maya." He whimpered and I was addicted. I wanted to hear him moan my name over and over again. My chest heaved and my pulse peaked.

My hands traveled down his clothed torso. I fumbled with the buckle on his belt and he broke the kiss. Again! Arrgh!

He gaped at me wide-eyed. "What are you doing?" He questioned, clearly taken aback. What! I was hot, flustered, and struggling to breathe. The puddle in my pant wasn't helping either.

I stared at my lap too embarrassed to speak. It was evident that George and I were not on the same page. He wanted assurance that I loved him and was content with a kiss.

"I am sorry I should not have..." I began to apologize. A tear escaped my eyes as I remembered Adrian's beautiful face. What have I done? Drowning in guilt and disappointment I pushed George away from me, he would not budge. "I should go... I...I.. am sorry." I tried to push past him again. Why did he have to be so strong?