Cupcake & I

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pov : aira

"I love you." He muttered against my neck. The tender brush of lips, and his hot breath drove me insane. Burning as they make contact with my neck. His hand ran through my hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent. His other hand slides around my waist and pulls me close to his addictive scented body. He feathered kisses on my shoulders and in my hair. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be.

Our breaths mingled and I ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us and I could feel the fast and rapid beating of his heart against my chest. My insides jumped happily at the fact that I could make him feel that way. I pull apart and take shaky, shallow breaths. His eyes were almost dark blue, not the bright blue that they usually were. The way he gazed at me set my insides on fire.

Unable to contain ourselves anymore, he held my head in his hands and pulled me into a fiery and passionate kiss. My hands automatically work their way around his body, feeling each crevasse, each line along with his perfect physique. I felt his hands reaching my back as he unzipped my dress slowly. Suddenly, I tensed, waking up from this heaven-like feeling.

"Don't be scared, love." He whispered in my ear as he caressed my back softly. "It will be so good that I bet you will get addicted."

The way he said it, assured me that I would come back begging for more. I arched my back towards him and he kissed my neck before continuing his work of unzipping my dress. The dress fell onto the floor and I stood there in my lingerie. I was afraid to look at him as I fiddled with the ends of his hair. My heart has never beaten this fast in my entire existence.

"Cupcake, look at me." He whispered and lifted my chin. His cerulean eyes stared into mine and I looked at him, licking my lips involuntarily. He chuckled softly as he looked at me. He tilted his head sideways a little as if looking at me in a newfound admiration. He looked cute and I couldn't help but smile.

In an instant, his hand had circled my knees and my back and I was being carried by him bridal style. I blushed a heavy red as he carried me and started walking up the stairs. I held onto him close, anticipation itching my insides as I thought of the moments that were going to arrive. Butterflies flew inside my tummy making me feel nervous for an entirely new reason once again. His eyes never stopped gazing at me and I melted under his intense gaze.

Before I knew it, my butt was on the bed and he was walking away to close the door and turn off the lights. He came back and this time determination and confidence drove through me because of the darkness. Once he neared me, my hand reached the collar of this shirt and I pulled him towards me.

I lied on my back as he matched my body's form. His hands venture over my curved body, exploring. We stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. His eyes were full of wonder and love and mine were full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of us was communicated. We stared into each other's eyes, smiling in such a pure, beautiful way, we didn't even need other words, or a kiss, our eyes learned to talk to each other a long time ago, they knew how it felt like, they knew how true love looks like.

He leaned in and softly kissed up and down my neck. I let out little whimpers of anticipation. He worked his way back to my tender, smooth lips.

"Oliver." I let out a moan before I could even control myself. His movements paused and suddenly they became rougher and more passionate. They turned desperate and I could imagine his eyes turning dark and his heart beating faster as he kissed down the valley of my breasts.

He came up and my hands automatically reached his shirt, taking them off and feeling incredibly desperate for more skin contact. I felt greedy and selfish.

My mind was inside of a tornado, but my heart was in the eye of a hurricane.

His body was hot, my face was flushed and our lips were swollen; I wouldn't have it any other way. Soon, his clothes were off and we were both left in our underwear. Our breaths, moans and whimpers filled the room, making the room temperature rise.

He pulled apart and looked at my full naked form. My face was flushed and I could hear the thrum of my heart in my ears.

"I always hear people being compared to the moon, stars, an entire galaxy and I used to roll my eyes at them. But now I get what they were saying." He kissed my forehead tenderly and I relaxed immediately under his touch. "You have stars in your eyes, galaxies in your heart. The way you laugh sounds like stars being born. Your eyes sparkle like meteors shooting through the night sky."

I felt like a fallen star who has finally found her place beside another one in a lovely constellation. I smiled at him, my heartwarming. I cupped his cheek and pulled him down towards me.

"I know I have taken too long." My voice cracked at the end and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I don't think anyone can light up my world like the way you do." I brushed my finger against his cheek softly. His eyes sparkled with happiness and he rested his forehead against mine. Taking a deep breath, I said it.

"I have completely fallen for you, Oliver. Everything you do, everything you say and everything you are. I love you more than I have ever found a way to say it to you." I breathed out and closed my eyes.

"Love." He called me and my heart skipped a beat at the sound of immeasurable happiness underlying his tone. I opened my eyes to see a wide grin adorning his perfect face. I couldn't help but blush and smile.

"Now take me, Oliver. Take me away from here. Claim me, possess me, consume me," Suddenly, I felt a little playful as I bit my lip. "If I can even think coherently when you are done, you didn't try hard enough." That was all it took as he dove into the crook of my neck.

He kissed my neck roughly, while his fingers unclasp my bra, I moan in pleasure; he plays with my nipples before sucking them, I open my mouth in shock due to the pleasure as my eyes shut. Each lick was soft and long. He took his time with each lick. He twirled his tongue around and I moaned. Each suck got faster and faster. My back arched, and I moaned his name.

"So beautiful." He whispered into my ear as his fingers started fiddling with my panties. The heat inside of me grew and I waited desperately for his soothing touch. My mind was blank and in need of desire. My body was aching and he knew it as he took his time, painfully slow as he removed my panties and kissed the inside of my thighs teasingly.

I moaned out loud, as my fingers pulled his hair, urging him to touch me. He moaned, more like a growl as he reached between my legs. The moment his tongue touched me, my back arched and my eyes shut at his indescribable pleasure. At that moment, I knew that he wouldn't stop until I am a shaking, crying, sweaty and sticky mess.

I don't know where to find heaven but skin to skin with the one you love and who loves you most. I wanted him to completely spoil and ruin me. I was pulsating, aching and throbbing. Soon enough, a pressure built up inside of me and I gripped the sheets tightly as my other hand gripped Oliver's hair. My mouth opened as I let out a moan from the high and intense pleasure that coursed through my body.

Oliver lifted his head, licking his lips before looking down at me as if J was prey. I gulped at his gaze. His lips met mine and he kissed me as I tasted myself in him. I felt incredibly aroused and my hands reached the waistband of the thick material covering him. I pulled it down and soon, they were off. We stared at each other, and I realised that his eyes were captivatingly beautiful. Not because of the colour but because of the words they held working them. For a moment time stopped as he kissed my forehead.

"I'm going to take you to the stars and I want to hear you call my name when you get there. And, If you can still walk, then we are not finished."

With that, he claimed me as his.