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CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR - - -
GOD, THE WAY his body curved against my own was a heavenly experience. Being so close to someone that not even the air could separate our bodies from one another. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, meeting our lips in a more passionate kiss. I sat up straight so he had no choice but to tilt his head back to meet my height.
The passion-filled kiss was one of many but this time it felt different. This wasn't the first time we had kissed, but something felt different this time. Maybe it was the fact that it's been a while since we did something like this. Sparks ignited as the kiss deepened. Our tongues danced elegantly around one another as I melted helplessly into the kiss.
Once the kiss had broken I could see the lust swimming in his eyes. No words were spoken, but I knew what he wanted. Without hesitation he slammed his lips back into mine, craving the intoxicating feeling like a drug. This sense of yearning arose as he needed something more for filling to quench his appetite.
His hand abruptly gripped the outside of my thigh sending a small whimper into the kiss. He rubbed his hand up and down as an electric feeling coursed through me. The strange feeling made moans of pleasure escape past my lips. As the make-out session continued he started to unbutton his shirt, one by one the buttons popped out of place.
The kiss broke soon after and we both fumbled to remove our clothing. It wasn't long before our tops were off in the heat of the moment. This wasn't my first time seeing him without a shirt on, but this was the first time I noticed the scar. It was on his left shoulder in the shape of an "x." The wound appeared to be healed and yet it still looked painful.
His lips made contact with my pale neck causing a shiver to run down my body. Everywhere his lips touched felt warm as he bit, licked, and sucked on areas that would make dopamine burst through my brain to reward me with this euphoric high. I never knew how vocal I was with another person ravishing my body.
Small whimpers and moans flooded out of my mouth, I tried holding them back. But the pleasure was too great, the only thing that my mind could wrap around was the sensation of his warm body on mine. I could tell it was killing him to hold back. He unintentionally thrust his hips upwards as he tried to give his aching groin some attention. How needy.
Despite the fact that he was craving something more satisfying, he continued abusing my neck. It became clear that this wasn't his first time doing it with a woman, the way he bit down on certain places made my back arch. He wasn't the only one yearning for more. I began to feel my rational thoughts slip and longing take over. I needed more than just kisses.
My lips aligned with his ear as I whispered. "I want you." It may have sounded desperate however I was close to that. I could see it, he was drawing closer to his breaking point as well. His lips curved into a smile against my skin as he backed off. His hands left my hips and the faint sound of clanking filled my ears as he fumbled to get his belt undone.
We tossed out the outer layer of clothing in random directions, not caring where they landed. I was too focused on the moment to care about anything else. His warm fingers drew a line down my cold skin, leaving a lingering feeling trailing behind. The motions of his hand came to an abrupt stop when he reached my underwear.
Butterflies fluttered their little wings in my stomach as he traced my waistband with his index finger. I desperately wanted him to speed it up, all this waiting was killing me. This game I had been playing wasn't cutting it anymore. At this point, it was obvious that he was teasing me. I brought my ass forwards and grinded against his clothed dick in hopes that he would get on with it already.
The butterflies in my stomach had all settled down nicely until I heard him whimper. It was apparent that the moan wasn't intentional, it was quiet and controlled like it just slipped out. Even so, the soft sound was music to my ears, it was so fucking hot. The urge to hear more of the symphony was overwhelming but he wouldn't allow me the satisfaction of hearing more of his voice.
"Please," I begged, my words wouldn't string together correctly so I said the first thing that entered my mind. My last bit of rational thought snapped and I could feel my body begging alongside me. The need for him inside me was the only thing my mind would allow me to think of. I wanted him.
Nothing else could come close to soothing my lustful intent. My mind felt fogged as I pressed my body against his. How humiliating it was to beg and grind against him like a heated animal. It didn't take long for him to respond to me, his hand slid down my hip taking my panties with them. Finally, the fun was about to begin.
