Avoiding The End || ✓ [#1] FIUFAMNEXTGEN

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Chapter 28 || Everything good here?

;sometimes in life you have to learn from your mistakes, and learn to never make the same one twice

The moment the words leave my mouth, Micah's on me. I'm swept off my feet and pushed against the cool wall, our lips crashing in a frantic kiss filled with hunger and need. His rough skinned palms run up my bare waist, his thumb brushes the bottom of my bra.

Fire burns me from the centre upwards. Flames rush every inch of my skin.

Micah groans when I suck his tongue, rolling mine around it playfully. "Baby, you're killing me."

Lifting me off my feet, my legs instinctively wrap around Micah's waist, his body pressed against mine, holding me up as he palms my ass, gripping tightly and squeezing.

Working to grab the hem of his shirt, I lift it, tugging it over his head and tossing the material to the side.

Abs, pecks, golden skin with that Micah scent rush me, taking over and closing my eyes as his warm lips trail wet kisses down my neck, one hand bunching my skirt to my waist so he can brush his fingers over my soaking panties.

"You don't wanna go somewhere better?" He asks, pulling back and looking down at me with lust filled eyes. "Home, my place, hotel, a place with a bed?"

Snorting out a laugh, I push myself closer, our lips only a breath away.

"I want to do this now, with you, Micah. As long as it's with you, I don't care where it's done."

I love the fact he was double checking - making sure I wasn't caught up in the moment, and would regret the entire night by morning.

That wasn't going to happen.

I wanted Micah Simmons more than I wanted air right now. I wanted to be consumed by him, taken and stolen. Claimed, and loved.

Searching my eyes once more, he takes me at my word before taking me to the black leather booth seats in the corner of the bakery, laying me on my back and sliding my top up my stomach, lifting it over my head.

"Christ, you're so beautiful, Frey." Micah murmurs, tipping his head down, his hot tongue swiping over my pebbled nipple. "And you're all fucking mine." He growls out before diving in and sucking it entirely into his mouth.

Damn right I am, baby.

I thought it, but my head was so swarmed with new sensations, and fingers touching unexplored places of my body. My back arched off the leather, pushing into him as his hands roam over my flamed skin.

Not knowing what I'm actually doing, I reach down between us, find his cock is solid, straining against the zipper of his jeans. Fumbling, I pop the button, and pull on the zip, freeing him and being blindsided when I see how fucking huge he is!