In that moment our lips crashed. It send sparks down my spine, it felt like galaxies were combining. Stars exploding, littering the black nothingness of the universe with blues and purples and extravagant colors unknown to the blank canvas that is the sky, before. His kisses moved slowly from my lips. Straying to the corner of my mouth, jaw line, then neck. My hands ran through his dirty blonde hair as he makes red love marks along my neck and collar-bone. He makes his way back up to my lips and then his arms close tighter around me. A small moan escapes my lips. Ryan pushes himself against me, smiling as his lips dance with mine. His tongue pushing through my lips then dancing and exploring my mouth. I can taste my lipgloss on him. My eyelashes flutter as his hands move lower onto my body.
"Take me to a room" I whisper into his lips.
"Okay." He whispers back.
I take his hand and follow him to a room upstairs. I didn't care which one. We reached the balcony above the foyer and he pushed me against the railing. Our bodies tangled into a hot mess. We slowly made our way to the first bedroom we could get to. My back pressed against the doorway and we fell in to the dimly lit bedroom.
Our locked lips parted long enough for him to take off his shirt. I laid onto the bed. Staring to him and biting my lip subconsciously. He slowly climbed onto the bed over me. He pressed himself against me, our bodies crashing. Lips colliding. Bodies hot. I peel my dress off of me. Ryan leaves a trail of hickeys down my torso.
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My eyelids flutter open and I stretch my body. Muscular arms tighten around my bare waist. I felt a breath against my neck and then I heard him take a deep breath. His face buried into my mess of hair. I sat up, stretching my arms. I slowly stepped out of bed to collect my clothing that littered the floor around us. I then painfully walked over to the bathroom, the insides of my thighs aching from the events of last night and apparently Ryan could tell too. He picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. He gently placed me on the toilet while he started to run the bath. His arms were gentle and they picked me up slowly and carefully placed me into the bath. He was different from when we were together on the night he couldn't control himself. He washed my hair and body carefully as if I was made of glass. Then he picked me up and wrapped a towel around me.
"I'll be just a moment." He said softly as he left the room.
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RomanceHow do you even begin to explain him as a human being..? He's perfect. To say the least. The way his lips curve and exposes his gleaming smile or how his voice is just the perfect tone to make a girl melt whenever he speaks. His laugh is amazing and...
