wistful kisses

Shaurya

This woman sitting right in front of me will definitely be my downfall. She's making me feel and say things that I never thought I could feel and say and actually mean it. I hate it when I am not in control and this woman always makes me lose control over my actions, thoughts and every fucking thing that will destroy me and nothing would be left. And if I think this is too much destruction then I am certainly missing the part where I don't mind losing my cool when it comes to her. There is definitely a lot of sexual tension between us and it is so palpable , it can be cut from a knife. I don't know what was I thinking when I started tasting her instead of the cake and I wasn't planning to take it this far but once I got a taste I couldn't stop myself just like a drug addict chasing for the high. Her soft moans didn't helped the situation and I am sure even she didn't realized that she was making such erotic sounds. My princess may look like she's too plain and boring in the sexual department and even she may believe that but she has a lot more sexuality in her. Things she keeps hidden from her own self and I am all in to explore every bit of it and show her - being different isn't a crime. Just the thought of it has made me hard as rock and the fact that I couldn't indulge in any sexual activity after I first met Kiara is just adding to it. At this point I won't be surprised if I die from blue balls.

When I finally get back to my senses that's when I realize my princess is looking at me and not just looking but practically trying to claw inside me as if she want to know what's there inside.

"There's some chocolate on your face." she says and just because I love her being surprised; the way her pupils dilate and her cheeks and neck start turning red, I bend towards her so that our noses are practically touching and I am breathing the same air as hers. I take a sharp inhale and I am filled with her fragrance. It's so sweet that I can practically taste it on my tongue.

"Clean me" I say with an obvious smirk and I expect her to throw some perv remarks my way but colour me surprise because she does something entirely different. She seals her lips with mine. Is she kissing me ? Voluntarily ? Oh god I'll happily die for this kiss. She's hesitant at first probably weighing her choice but I don't let her overthink this and wrap my arm around her waist but let her take time to do whatever she's willing to. She darts out her tongue and licks my lips and totally leveling up in her cock tease department. This is too much, and I can't control anymore so I start kissing her with everything in me. She's trying to meet my fast and hard strokes with her soft ones and nothing felt this good, ever. My other hand starts touching her neck and moves downwards and she leans into the touch which assures me that she isn't uncomfortable with this. My hands reach the hem of the t-shirt and I start lifting it but she wrenches her lips from mine ; breathing heavily and I let my hands fall because no matter how much I want this , I won't ever force anything on my angel.

"The lights " she says in her breathy voice as if she has just returned from a long marathon and probably the same could be said about me.

"What about the lights ?"

"Turn them off"

"Are you feeling insecure about your body ?" I can't believe I have to ask this from her. She is practically a goddess wrapped up in human skin and still insecure about it.

"Princess you are the most beau-" she stops me by placing her finger on my lips and stares at me from beneath her lashes.

"Please I want this." And how can I say no to her when she's looking at me like that and I have a feeling I'll give her the world if she just says the words. I go and put off the lights and come back to her. And kiss her with a force of a hurricane only stopping to remove the t-shirt. She isn't wearing any bra and let my hand glide on the soft curves of her waist. My other hand palms her left breast and it fits so perfectly as if custom made for me. I start kneading one and pinch the nipple of the other and she's so sensitive she cries out in pleasure. And I swallow all her cries and moans while kissing her. I start trailing my lips down her lips to her neck all while sucking and nibbling the skin. I make sure to mark her neck so that every motherfucker knows who she belongs to. Every touch making electric bolts run all over my body. I try to feel every curve on her body memorizing it all. The darkness isn't allowing me to look at her ethereal body but that won't stop me anytime soon. The voices she's making is becoming music to my ears and there's nothing I have heard better than this. I take one of her tip in my mouth and sucking and scraping at it with my teeth. She arches into me bringing me more closer. My phone rings somewhere but I don't pay any attention to it. She places both her hands on my chest and for a fraction of second I feel like she's going to push me away. The phone ring brought her back to the real world from our own created fantasy world. But instead she comes closer to me bringing her lips to my neck and starts doing exactly what I was doing to her.