The Best Mistakes

22. Kayra

The door slammed shut behind me and the rest of the world muted along with my reasoning. The cold sensation of the door against my back sent shivers down my spine as my whole body erupted with an unfamiliar volcano.

Nolan's body pressed against mine, hard and dominating. His hand cupping my neck pulling me in deeper and his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth. The way his lips moved and tongue twirled, it electrified every nerve in my body. I was out of breath but he wasn't showing me any mercy, as if he was punishing me or rewarding himself.

Firm hold, soft caresses, heavy breaths, loud heartbeat and rising temperature. It felt like a teaser to something intense, forbidden.

His fingers burned on my flesh. Each stroke. Each touch. Everything he did was adding to the already blazing fire inside me. His lips fit perfectly in mine whereas my hands wrapped around his neck and fingers ran through his beautiful brown locks.

I tugged on his hair, pulling him back and gasped when air finally reached my lungs. His lust filled eyes stared down deep in mine. The intense gaze tingled something in my core. The heavy huffs leaving his slightly open lips and the tinted cheekbones made me all proud. I had power over him. Our composures weren't any different from each other.

Nolan was pretty, even when he was all needy. He tapped on my thigh lightly as a sign where he was caressing before. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his torso, without looking away from his eyes.

Two long strides and he threw me softly on the bed and stood in front of me. My eyes were hazy with lust and I was devouring every part of his body when he took off his shirt. Fair skin, chiseled muscles, firm built.

He slowly hovered over me like a predator ready to take in his prey. My eyes never left his well built body. Perfect cuts at painfully perfect places. Unconsciously, my hand reached up to his chest and caressed it lightly. My fingers sliding down and down with each second. I could feel Nolan shudder under my touch. I glanced at his face to find his eyes squeezed shut, it made me want to go further down. I flinched when he opened his eyes and grabbed my hand when it was about to reach his crotch.

"Impatient much?" He chuckled, in his deep voice which excited me more but I didn't show it. Every passing moment felt painfully long and my core throbbed with need. His face was nowhere like a submissive's. It felt like he'd taken control now.

My eyes widened when he placed my hand on his crotch. "Feel what you do to me." He was aroused. His dick was just like the rest of him, hard and big. I felt power under my hand. I cupped him and he hissed in reaction.

I wouldn't let him have control over me. The proud side of me wouldn't allow that. I had too much pride within me to let him see me vulnerable.

I supported myself with my elbow and sat up whilst groping his erection. Shock and excitement flashed on his face when I pushed him on the bed and sat on his lower abdomen.

I smirked looking at him and yanked the dress from my body. His eyes darkened and hunger was visible in them when they lingered over my half naked body. He pulled me over him by my neck and nibbled on my earlobe. A moan slipped my mouth as he inclined his erection towards my cunt and pressed me down as his other hand worked towards the bra clasps.

My breath hitched when he switched me back on bed and hovered over me again.

"Say something Kay," he breathed in my ear and lightly kissed my jaw. I was silent from the moment we came here, it must be making him anxious. But I couldn't utter a word due to the foreign but ecstatic sensations I was feeling. His fingers were playing with my already hard nipples, pinching and flicking them repeatedly. "Mmm." I was sure I was already soaked down there.