Impassioned kisses led them back to his bed, the sheets soft and cool beneath her bare, clean skin. He lost his own robe quickly too, and the feeling of their skin meeting with no barriers between them was euphoric.
This time around, she felt a bit braver, as if that caged woman inside was rising to the surface. She brought her hands up to touch him—to touch his neck, his face, and hair. He moaned lowly at her caresses, which only made her want to do more. His hand gently squeezed her breast in his palm and he brought his lips to it, kissing, licking and sucking the tender flesh.
His eyes swept over her as he reached forward to take her leg. His hand softly caressed its way up from her shin to her knee, mesmerized by every inch of her he felt. He carefully lifted her leg, his hand cupping the curve of her calf, the gentle sensation sending a tickling thrill up her leg and straight to her cunt.
He kissed her ankle, then up her calf, and then he gently sucked the skin on the inside of her knee, making her gasp. His eyes never left her body, seemingly transfixed and fascinated. His fingertips lightly trailed from her knee along the inside of her thigh, further and further up, making her eyes widen and her cheeks turn red with embarrassment. He glanced up at her as she turned her face away. Upon sensing her shyness, he lowered her leg and moved over her again, covering her body with his own and lying between her legs. He began softly kissing her face.
In a low, gravelly but earnest voice, he said, "You are so exquisite...like the finest art. My lips could worship you for hours and hours and they would never run out of places to kiss..." he kissed her jaw, "to taste..." then her chin, "...to cherish," he finished at her mouth, his tongue delving inside again as his thumb on her chin tugged her mouth open.
The hotness of it all was enough to burn away those feelings of embarrassment as he claimed her once more, bringing his palms to hers and interlocking their fingers. Nothing had ever felt so right to her in her entire life.
As his lips returned to her neck, he applied subtle pressure to her hands, effectively pinning her to the mattress and making her see stars with how aroused it made her. He ground his cock against her clit, sliding over it and coating in her slick arousal. Her eyes fluttered closed in that familiar ache, deep in her gut.
She suddenly gasped upon feeling a sharp sensation in her neck. She felt the rumble of his deep voice against the place where the pain emitted. Her eyes were wide as he pulled back and looked into them with amusement at her reaction.
"Did you just...bite me?" she asked in surprise.
"My apologies...you just taste so exquisite..." he replied with a playfully smug voice and a devilish smirk that gave the impression that he wasn't really sorry. Her body grew hot at his attention and mischief.
His mouth quickly returned to the place he'd bitten, and his hot tongue swept across the spot, then he sucked at her skin. She felt the sensation shoot through her whole body, down to her clit, and let out an embarrassing whimper.
Eyes darkened with fresh lust, he groaned and muttered in her ear, "Do you have any idea...what you do to me? How much I've craved you; how mad you drive me?" His grip on her tightened and she felt exactly how mad she drove him, as it was still grinding itself against her.
Kissing his way down her body, he brought his cheek to her lower thigh. The heat of his face there made her shiver. Holding her gaze with a predatory intensity, his lips slowly kissed the soft flesh of her inner thigh, her wide eyes fixed on every move he made.
His hair tickled her skin as he licked and sucked, inching ever closer to her throbbing, slick heat.
Propping herself on her elbows with curiosity, she stared down between her legs at him, their brown eyes locking as she sensed the unspoken request in his. Her breath caught at the familiar sight of his face between her legs, and she softly nodded. It was just like her dream...and just like in her dream, his lips kissed their way up her thigh and to her center with ardent affixion.
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Hell's Last Lantern | A Severus Snape x OC Romance
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