Chapter Twenty-Two

93 9 0
                                    

***

You were kissing her neck, leaving marks as she groaned lowly, pressing you back against the elevator's wall opposite the entrance as the doors closed, and you smirked into your next nip when she squeezed your ass hard in response, one of her hands slowly trailing under your thigh.

"Wait, wait, wait," She pulled back, and you pouted, but pressed your lips together as you watched her so you wouldn't be tempted to keep going if she truly wanted you to stop, and she kissed you quickly before continuing, "This..." She had to tear her eyes away from you when you bit your lip, the distraction almost making her falter what she said next, "I wanted to wait – I didn't want to rush this."

"Huh." You squinted, trying not to make a remark about how you've been wanting to-

"I've been wanting this for over two years," She put you down, so you stood, back still against the wall as the elevator climbed floors, and she pressed you further into it with her hands on your hips, "But we just became girlfriends, and you haven't slept in a while – I don't want to take advantage."

"I'm not tired anymore," You shrugged with a smirk, and she rolled her eyes with a smile, not completely buying it, but you were being honest, "Wands, I promise I'm not, but if you want to wait..." You took a deep breath, nodding too many times, "Yeah, of course, we can wait, yeah."

"That seemed to be physically painful to say." She teased with a laugh and the doors dinged open onto your guys' floor, so she grabbed your hand, leading you out with a shy smile on her face.

"I'm not going to lie, it was," You smirked, and she chuckled, relaxing even though there was someone coming down the other way you didn't recognize, "But I wouldn't-"

"Okay," She cut you off gently, a spark of mischief in her gorgeous eyes, and she tugged you into her room, pushing the door open with her hip since it hadn't been clicked shut, eyes on you the whole time, "I don't need the whole 'I wouldn't do anything you're uncomfortable with' speech, sweetheart," Her voice had dropped a bit and her eyes were darker as she pressed you back into the now shut door, one of her hands trailing up your side while the other – the click of the lock told you where that hand had went, "Because," She spoke slowly, pressing a sensual kiss to your lips between every word or so, "I've never been," Kiss, "More comfortable with anyone," Kiss, "In my entire," Kiss, but this time you tugged her bottom lip between your teeth and she pressed her chest flush against yours in response before you kissed her hard, "Life."

She finished the moment she broke away for air, her eyes lidded and darker than you've ever seen. You smirked, not wasting any time with space in between you both to peel your shirt over your head, cocking a challenging eyebrow her way that earned you a chuckle before she mirrored your actions.

But you couldn't wait for more, practically pouncing on her the second the piece of clothing hit the floor, the bruising kiss you gave her making her stumble back towards the bed, and you were both smiling, so you started kissing down her neck instead. She fell back onto the bed, and you crawled over her with a leg between hers before she spread them further, so you snuggled in between, never stopping the torture you laid across her skin, cupping her chest in your hands as you marked up her collarbones and she held you to her.

She reached behind you to unclip your bra and arched her back so you could do the same to hers, both of your chests now bare. You smiled at each other, not missing how her hair was tussled, her cheeks flushed, and her lips bitten red like she'd already been fucked, but it just had you melting because...she was yours.

And you didn't want or need anything else in this world.

Just the thought of this woman in front of you filled you with so much love and safety, you felt like you couldn't eat, sleep, or breathe, it was suffocating in the best way.

Witch's BrewWhere stories live. Discover now