Little Hate (M. Clifford Smut FF)

Chapter 19

As he got rid of my clothes he now stares at my almost naked body. "F.uck your f.ucking perfect princess." he licks his bottom lip and I pull him by his belt.
His lips connect again with mine and I run my fingers on his bare chest. His tongue tastes like alcohol, mine too actually but he's had like a bottle of vodka and I had only beers and a shot of Jäger.

"Michael..." I moan as his hands land on my n.ipples making them hard. He gets down on his knees piling off my panties.
He brings his head between my legs and licks once my folds spreading the wetness. My brain cannot comprehend this sight because it's really Michael right now and I'm not invisioning anything.

"Sit here." he says stopping his movements and bringing down the toilet cover. I look in his eyes as he spreads my legs again and continues his head movements.
"Shit.." I moan tangling my fingers in his blonde hair and I push my center even closer to his face making him chuckle a little. I don't know why, I don't care, right now all I can feel is his mouth sucking my c.lit, releasing it and then licking it rapidly as a finger makes his way to my entrance.

His blueish-greenish eyes, as they look from this light, never left mine all this time and it gave an extra push to my fast cuming.
He smirks slowly flinching his head to my sensitive nipples placing a kiss there, traveling all the way up to my mouth. I can't believe how much I missed this.

He brings his finger to my mouth. "Taste yourself." as my mouth wraps around his finger, his pupils dilate and I know it turns him on even more than he already is.
I switch seats with him taking off his jeans and kneeling down.
I take his cock in my little hand and massage it a little reaching for his balls doing the same.

"For how long?" he asks moaning. my brows furrow and I lift my chin to connecr my eyes with his.
"for how long what?" my jands moves don't stop.
"For how long are we ...brothers'" he asks and I smirk a little.
"a year and a half ..." I look at his face as I continue massaging his hard shaft.

"Do you want me to suck it?" I ask him even though I know he does.
"Fuck. the way you look so innocent and talk so dirty make me wanna f.uck you even more." he grips my hair with his fingers and slowly bobbs me on towards his c.ock.

I smile licking his tip. He moans as I wrap my mouth around and suck a little.
"how comes it took ... almost two years to... f.uck you" he moans more and more. Honestly I don't know why he's putting so many questions.
"It didn't took 2 years-" I stop my words remembering he still doesn't remember the last half year.
"and you didn't f.uck me yet..." I quickly add smirking trying to hide my feelings.

"come here." he pulls my head to his lips and kisses me playing with one of my tits.
I wrap my arms around his neck and slowly start to gring myself on him, both of us moaning. His hands grip my ass my fasten my moves slowly lifting me, positioning me on his hardened c.ock.

"You're so tight." he growls and I bounce a little doing eights from time to time. We both move in sync and there's no greater pleasure than the one he's giving to me right in this moment as we connects his lips to mine and we both come.
"F.uck I missed you so much..." I whisper not thinking as I breath heavily recovering from the action before. My head rests on his sweaty shoulder and his arms are wrapped around my waist.

I don't think he heard it, thank God, because he stands up and puts me down. As we get dressed he starts talking.
"Well now that we finally f.ucked I guess we can go back to hating each other? " he laughs a little and I smile, as I think he jokes.

"What? wasn't I good enough for you?" I tease smirking.
"Nah, you were awesome, but we both know we were just curious about one another, so now that we got to know each other ... you can really stop coming in my room." I smile fades as I look at his serious face.
"Are you kidding me?" I ask unsure of ...of everything right now.
"No. Come on, I know you wanted this since day one I came from the hospital." he say pulling on his t-shirt.
I furrow my brows pretty confused.
"Wait. you think I came in your room because I wanted you to f.uck me?!" I ask irritated.