Be With You

37.1 -private~

Quen's lips sensually moved against the skin of my collar bone up to my jaw before he reached my lips again and claimed it. His warm hand brushing on my elbow while the other one was on my waist, pulling me closer.

"Are you really sure about this?" He breathes between kisses. I was almost out of air the way his lips moved. Needy...hungry yet taking time molding his lips to mine. "I don't want you to regret everything after this..."

A soft chuckle escapes from me. "As if." as my hand reached for his and placed it above my exposed thigh, Quen didn't move unless he already heard my answer to his question. "I want you...make love to me please? I want you to be my first."

We're at the secluded part of their private resort. I made sure this spot was safe earlier for us to do something private and intimate with just the two of us.

The sound of the wave from the shore started to be music to my ear, the cold breeze that was touching my skin slowly giving me comfort like Quen's fingers that were beginning to explore the skin on my back.

I want our first time here. Do I find it romantic? I don't know but as long as Quen is with me everything feels magical.

Even the only thing we had under us is a red blanket.

"I love you." He muttered under his breath and moved his lips again down to my jaw, leaving wet kisses.

Sucking and licking my skin.

A moan escaped from me when he reached the valley of my breast. I can see his broad chest breathing heavily through the open button of his dress shirt.

Then his hand begins to lower the strap of my dress, slowly...revealing the strapless brassiere I'm wearing.

He moved away a bit and stared at it, his eyes became dark as they were turned up to meet my eyes.

"Red definitely suits you." he commented in a husky voice, making my legs shut a bit. "Fuck, you're hot, Kira."

"Hmmm..." my lips pursed as Quen continued to kiss my chest, hands removing my brassier with one hand before I felt his hot lips on my mound. "Oh my-ah!"

His one hand playing with the other tip while his lips playing with the mound, I can feel his tongue circling around it.

My head started to think that Quen was a virgin like me but why was he so good at doing this?

Is he an expert with this?

My mind was in pure chaos and couldn't think properly when he sucked it.

"Fuck." I muttered because of the sound he was making. "Keep doing that...holy-"

"Shit." he finishes my words and moves on to the other one and continues to pleasure it.

But I can hear his raspy chuckle.

My hands were placed on his head now, pulling and grasping because honestly, I don't know what to do anymore.

The sensation...it was too much.

Our lips met again and seconds after when his hands from my thigh moved slowly until it reached the inside of my dress.