Chapter Seven

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DA note: Explicit sexual content. Skip until the first * if you are under eighteen (18) or generally do not want to read a smut scene.

This is the first time I will be writing actual smut. No, I am not kidding around. Don't worry I have read I Hate You and Babysitting The Vihokratanas by writeblakewrite.

By that I don't mean I will be literally copying off someone's work- NO. It means that my virgin ass has done it's research.

Although there is no guarantee it's gonna be good (you have been warned).

Here goes nothing yet everything.

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I don't know when the flame of that one kiss exploded into a fire of an intense make out.

Kissing back before the smooch was even finished and not parting even for a breath as he drives his hands under my shirt and wraps his legs around my waist with me ending up grinding against him and him groaning deliciously in between fierce and hungry kisses.

He moans as I move down his neck, pressing wet kisses and sucking,

When the ends of his shirt stop me from going further down, I balance myself on my knees as I grab the hem of his shirt, the back of my fingers grazing his skin.

He gasps while I feel like getting mildly electrocuted.

Still holding me tight, he arcs his back as I quickly peel the shirt off of him, his arms only detaching then as his black hair messes up while I travel further down, kissing every inch of his skin.

And sucking at his tight nipples, hearing a groan louder than the last time circling out his throat as I suck harder.

His fingers run through my hair and tang itself in them as I keep sucking and him moaning.

He pulls off my shirt before I can move further down and that makes me move back up and crash my lips on his again, catching a glimpse of those night black eyes, dazed yet hungry.

He kisses back with the same desire as I groan in between kisses when he tightens his grip on my waist, making me grind my hardness against his.

I slip my fingers inside the hem of his sweatpants as he parts abruptly and I back away immediately,

Loudly breathing in and out against his face, I support myself back on my lower left arm, meeting his hazed gaze.

Maybe he feels scared and that's okay, I am not going to force him to do this.

Just as I start to pull back my hand, he places his fingers over mine, his touch ever so gentle yet electrocuting as he presses his fingers of his other hand on the back of my neck ever so lightly, connecting our foreheads.

His hot breath grazing against between my mouth and cheek sending goosebumps all over my back, not feeling afraid if he would have felt it.

"I..." He starts between heavy breaths, "I have... Never been... This bare... To anyone else... Before..."

"Neither have I..."

He wraps his fingers over mine then as his other hand slips away from my neck, leaving a bitter cold feeling.

And sliding are the back of my fingers down his thigh as another wave of shivers run down my spine and in the next moment, he is laying under me in all of his naked glory.

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