Lost Angels

Starry Night

Madeline's POV

Once outside, he leads me to the campfire and sits me down on the deck chair.

D: " Wait, I'll be right back " He puts the plaid on my shoulders before going inside.

Looking at the fire has always soothed me.
It will always remind me of long winter evenings, watching TV or cooking dinner with my parents.
Not to mention the Christmas holidays, which wouldn't be complete without a roaring fire and a cup of hot chocolate.

I miss them so much...

I drink my beer as I watch the flames dance in front of me and listen to the crackling sound of the wood.

At the same time, Damian comes out with his arms full and a big smile on his face, almost dropping a few packages on the way.

I can't help but laugh when I look at him.

He joins me and puts everything he's brought back on the deck chair.

D: " Why are you laughing ? "

M: " I couldn't help it ! You were so cute with your arms full. You looked like a little boy who had just found a treasure. It was so sweet. " I says, smiling.

D: " Ohh I see...so you were laughing AT me ! "

M: " Well...yes ! " I laugh.

D: " Okay so, obviously, you don't want this ? " He shows me the marshmallow package.

My eyes widen.

D: " Or this ? " He puts the package of biscuits in front of my eyes.

I open my mouth, almost drooling.

D: " Or not even...that ! "

He opens a milk chocolate bar and eats a piece.

D: " Humm...delicious ! " He taunts me.

I lean slightly toward him and kiss him.

M: " You're right. It's delicious. " I lick my lips.

He's caught a little off guard, but quickly regains the upper hand.
He slides his hand to the nape of my neck and kisses me.

Our kisses escalate quickly just like our desire for each other.

He grabs my waist and put me on his lap.
He puts his hands on my buttocks and presses me against him so that our bodies rub against each other as we kiss.

The friction between our two bodies gradually begins to make me lose all connection to reality.
It's like a drug and I want more.

We begin to kiss more and more intensely as our desire grows. Our tongues fight against each other, squeezing our bodies so that there is no space between us.
Our hands touch each other's bodies, exploring every inch of skin.

Damian breaks contact, breathless.

D: " I swear if we don't stop now I won't be able to hold myself back "

I take off my top and his eyes darken.

M: " I don't want you to stop "

I press my lips hard against his as my pelvis slowly circles his. I can feel his desire growing more and more between my legs and it's fucking ecstatic.

He lets out a growl as he nuzzles my neck and pulls down the strap of my bra. He kisses me along my shoulder, slowly stroking my breasts and unhooks my bra with his other hand.