loved by you // j.b

twenty-two

☆ twenty-two: cum for me, come with me ☆
word count: 1537

! SMUT WARNING !

  His lips moved with mine as his hands held my waist. They slowly traveled down my body and to my hips. He firmly grasped my hips, digging his fingertips into my pajama shorts. It seemed we were both eager and hungry for one another for his hands slid down to grab my ass.

  I gasped within the kiss, giving his tongue an opportunity to enter slightly. His grip got more needy as he massaged harder. He signaled for me to jump. I did as he hinted at, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist as he held my ass for support.

  Sparks were flying all throughout my body. I wanted him so fucking bad, there was no stopping it this time. He started walking while he held me, breaking the kiss momentarily. "Bedroom?" he asked out of breath. "That way," I giggled breathlessly, kissing his cheek and trailing to his jaw.

I kissed down to his neck, sucking and biting lightly before being tossed on the bed playfully. "I have missed you," he said in a growl as he pulled his hoodie off of his body, "So fucking much."

He tossed his hoodie onto the floor, not paying any attention to where it landed. I scooted myself back on the bed, propping myself up on the pillows as I admired his shirtless body. God, he's so fucking sexy.

His tattoos covered almost every inch of his tanned skin. He truly is a walking piece of art. He giggled softly at my staring before looking down at himself. "You like what you see?" he said, looking back up to me with a smirk plastered across his face.

I nodded slowly with a bitten lip, still analyzing every inch of him. I took it upon myself to take the hoodie off of my body, leaving me wearing my pajama shorts and a cropped tank top. It was now his turn to analyze my body. I wasn't as exposed as he was, but it seemed like he didn't mind.

He lowered down, crawling towards me on the bed and hovering over me. He lowered himself down, as if he were doing a push up, and planted his lips onto mine. He kissed me so slow and passionately. He wasn't in a rush. He trailed kisses to my cheek, down to my jaw, and to my neck.

As he sucked my neck, the passion turned into lust. I couldn't help but moan as I felt his teeth gently nibble my neck. I felt him chuckle against my skin. His hand went up to caress the other side of my face, skimming me gently with his thumb.

I leaned my head back slowly, opening my eyes to see him already looking at me. He didn't say anything. Instead, he just watched me with a bitten lip. He reattached his lips to mine. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled against my lips.

I couldn't help but giggle, leaning up to kiss him once more. His hand traveled from my face and down to my chest. This was the first time his hands had touched my breasts, and the arousal I felt was uncontrollable. I moaned quietly as he grasped my boob in his hand.

He massaged my breast sensually, pulling away from my lips to see the reaction on my face. My eyes were shut tight and I was biting my lip, eager for his touch. "You like when I touch you?" he asked seductively as he squeezed me harder.

  "Yes," I breathily moaned, reaching my hand to scratch the back of his scalp. He chuckled lightly, which caused me to giggle back. His hand traveled from my breast to my waist where the warmth of his hand sent shivers down my spine.