Your Too Sweet [Konigx Reader] ||UnknownRabbit||

11

I couldn't get enough of her...

Her body speaks so much of need. Her body recoils back as I keep my fingers high up from her waist and aimlessly travel up to her upper body, fiddling with the edge of her bra. Her scent that washed from the rain still linger faintly and focused around her neck.

Dipping my head down, my tongue and lips trail down her jaw, breaking the kiss momentarily. Her breath comes short, as I reach to the middle of her neck, savoring this second time I get this close to her skin, to her body.

Her hand wedged between us, "No. Don't resist." I continue to move my hand behind her back, her soaked clothes sticking to her skin and my hand as it maneuvers to remove her bra. Even so I told her not to resist and she continued to just do the same. I don't hate it, in fact I like the way she tries to fight my hand and push it down but even so she continues to kiss me with need.

"Your body speaks volume, you know." I chuckle against her cool skin that slowly heated off from how she is feeling at the moment. Rubbing against mine made both of us try to fight for that stable position.

"Simon, enough..." I shake my head. She can say that much but she knows we are too far gone. She followed me to my apartment and she continued to rub her body against mine and her hand naughty dance at my back in an attempt to push my soaked tank top.

"I think you need to know the real meaning of 'enough', babe." Comical.

Our almost dry skin touches and speaks in an intimate conversation that lights a fire in me. I'm so close to her skin and the urge to bite down that delicate neck of hers is tremendously impossible. My jaw clenches and presses rough kisses down her collar bone to appease that urge- I'm so wrong.

If only she knew what she had done.

"I'm sorry. I need you." I breath sharply taking in her scent that drives me insane. Her hand danced aimlessly to my back and guided down my waist underneath the damn soak tank top crawl, an electrifying delicious sensation that made blood rush to my body.

Her head shakes and my other hand cups her face while the other runs to her hair, pushing her to the wall and seeing her resolute crumble down. "Please." short and soft whimper that made my knees weak for her.

I never had thought to be on my knees until tonight. Ever since the mission all I could think about is how silly her face looked when I played a little game on her. It was fun and I thought it was a one time thing.

No. I don't want it to become a one time thing.

"Simon." she says. Her eyes pool with desire and it screams for me.

"Please what baby? Use your words." Her brow knit, tilting her head up to look up to my eyes and not look down or avoid eye contact. While pressing my body towards her effectively pinning her with no escape. Her small struggle of trying to push me back like a hesitant decision made my lips pull to a grin.

How I love she looks at me with a pleading and confused look. Her finger dragging up against my back only to visit my pecs.

"Oh, baby..." I groan, eyes close. The things she made me feel. "This is your fault." Her doll-like eyes never leave mine. Breath shallow and one look at my resolve also bends. I lean forward to my head against hers. "Please... please, I'm a weak man. Don't do this to me." My mumbles covering her soft spoken please of my name and the word of please. Y/n not knowing what she wanted for me to do that left me to decide to bring her see stars tonight. But not like this. Not when she looks like a temptress that tempts me to do a sin.

I want her to do that sin with me, not tempt me.

Her hair frame her face, semi-dry and her washed look can make any man think twice if he wants to worship her like she deserves or rail her by her command. And I am standing in between. I'm like a dog waiting for my owner's words of wants and demand.