Naughty and Romantic One-Shots (boyxboy)

Stolen Freedom Part II (girlxgirl)

*girlxgirl :) For some reason, this one took forever to write. This is dedicated to CoutureRichgirl  because she requested a sequel to Stolen Freedom :) I hope you like it!  *

}Stolen Freedom Part II{

(Angelica POV)

I knew I was staring, but I didn’t care. Michelle was so beautiful lying in the sunlight; enjoying the warm sun as she stretched out on the picnic blanket. Her eyes were closed, her hands linked loosely together behind her neck, supporting her head.  We had finished eating a while ago and were basking in the summer sun.

God, I couldn’t get enough of her. She was under my skin, in my heart, my soul. I needed her like I needed air; an uncontrollable craving.

She was perfect; from her dainty toes to the crown of her strawberry blonde hair. She was taller than me by a couple inches, but that extra length was all in her legs. They were long, the muscles sleek and strong. My inner muscles clenched as I remembered how good it felt to have them wrapped around me; gripping me tightly against her body.

My eyes slid up her legs like a caress, coming to rest on the sinfully short cutoffs she was wearing. She knew how much those shorts teased me; the fabric worn thin and flimsy. They rode low, showing the luscious curves of her hips and cupped her ass like a second skin.

Her tank top had slid upwards when she stretched her arms up, revealing the smooth, tanned skin of her stomach. The pale pink of her bra was only just visible under the white of her top; tantalizing me with the images of her wearing nothing but the silky fabric of her bra and panties. I bit my lip; shifting in place as my panties began to dampen.

I wrenched my eyes away from her chest and followed the graceful line of her neck to her heart-shaped face. Her plump, pink lips were curved up in a smile and I looked up to see her eyes open and watching me.

“Enjoying the view, babe?” She said, smirking.

“Of course,” I said, laughing and slightly embarrassed at being caught ogling her.

She chuckled and rolled on her side towards me, bending her arm to prop her head up on her hand.

“I like it when you stare at me, undressing me with your eyes,” she confessed quietly. “It makes me feel sexy and desired.”

I smiled at her, shaking my head. “That’s because you’re so God-damn beautiful, Michelle. Sexy and desirable aren’t enough to describe what I see when I look at you.”

She blushed, ducking her head down shyly, before looking back up at me. I moaned and bit my lip again when she looked at me. That look should be illegal. No matter where we were, all she had to do was turn those baby blue eyes on me; that look of complete lust on her face making me burn with need.

“Hmmm..time to go inside I’m thinking,” Michelle murmured; her eyes promising all sorts of things.

I stood up quickly, reaching down to pull her up. I had never before been so grateful that her family was gone for the day. I was on fire and she was my cure.

She stood, but didn’t let go, bringing her body flush against mine. I moaned at the contact, eyes closing momentarily. Michelle chuckled and stepped back slowly, still holding my hand. She started walking backwards, dragging me with her towards the house.

Once inside, she let me go and continued walking into the living room. She turned around and leaned against the back of the couch, watching me come closer.

My fingers itched to caress the silken skin of her body, to tease until she was writhing and screaming my name.

Smiling at me, Michelle slid her hands down her body, caressing the very skin I craved. I moaned as I watched her hands slide back up over her stomach and cup her breasts for a moment before continuing up her neck and into her hair.