"You don't want me..." I breathed, selfishly leaning into his touch. But I quickly pull away.
"I'm different and so not your type," I muttered, looking everywhere else but at him. He frowns slightly, eyes simmering.
"God, Anna." He exhaled, cool bre...
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ANNA
my breath hitched in my throat. Michael barges into our bedroom and gently throws me on the bed. I tried scurrying away, but His strong hands grabbed my ankles, dragging me towards the edge of the bed. my dress slides up, exposing my thighs. he stops and stares at me.
love drunk.
his lips twitch, his palms come up to rest on my thighs slowly inching upwards. "Quiet all of a sudden?" He teased caressing my skin. my breaths comes out harsher and that widens the smirk playing on his lips. my body felt Ignited under his heated scrutiny. my dress inched higher and I just want him to rip it off me. instead his fingers grab unto edges of my panties, leisurely pulling it downward.
he's taking his sweet time, making this a game
"Michael..." i squirm under his burning gaze.
'"Patience, my love. I'm going to spread you wide open Anna. And your whole body will ache for me." i groan, with each passing second, growing impatient. He tugs my dress up higher and parts my thighs. i could swear a sigh of content rolled out of me. Michael hovers over me, being sure to keep his weight off me. his strong arms resting on either side of my head. his dark eyes look over me once more with longing and then he leans down kissing me so hard my head was spinning. In one moment he was gone, out of my reach.
"No-" i sit up, resting on my elbows. he backs up paralyzing me as his features darken. he drops to his knees and drags me towards his face. He kisses my inner thighs. Heat spreads across my skin, and my belly clenched.
"Michael..." I moaned, a deep breathy sound that came up my throat. The panic of not knowing what he would do to me yet excitement courses through my veins.
goodness, I'm f*cked.
I let him take over, arching up to him, my core beginning to throb insistently. and my entire body buzzes with need as his tongue darts out licking me. i arch my back in response, and my thighs squeeze his head in between them. his chuckle vibrates through me, my fingers grip onto the comforter as my senses are invaded by his tongue delving into me, licking my clit and his mouth sucking making me gasp and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
I need him. I want him.
I grip his hair with my free hand, grabbing it between my fingers and tug. he peers up at me from below, The intense gleam in his eyes. I feel naked under his scrutiny but I'm fully clothed. his nails dig into my skin, and I watch as his mouth is coated-glistening with my juices. he releases a tortured groan as he slowly slipped a finger inside of me.
"You're so fucking tight."
my body shudders. Deep, slow thrusts of his fingers, teasing, coaxing as he continues to finger -fuck me. I threw my head back, intense pleasure vibrating through my veins. "Michael, Michael..." I breathed waiving my finger into his hair, his fingers grow desperate- a viscous pace and i near my peak.
