close to my dialling heart

46🌹sweet surrender

🎶 every inch of your skin is a holy grail I've gotta find. Only you can set my heart on fire. On fire, yeah....
I'll let you set the pace, 'cause I'm not thinking straight. My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more.... what are you waiting for...
Love me like you do, l-l-love me like you do......
Touch me like you do, t-t-touch me like you do🎶
~Ellie Goulding~

DOVE 🕊

We never returned to college because I didn't want to. Being at Xavier's place meant more time with him, and that's all I wanted. As we entered his house, he swept me into his arms, catching me off guard, his lips claiming mine in a fierce kiss. The lights flickered on, but I didn't notice; I was too lost in the sensation of his touch. My heart raced, and before I knew it, I was kissing him back. He pulled away, a smile spreading across his face, and I gasped for air.

He lifted me off the floor, our lips still locked in a passionate kiss, and guided us toward his bedroom. I was unsure of his intentions, but I couldn't resist the way he made me feel. He sat on the bed, positioning me to straddle his hips, and we continued to kiss. I pulled away again, and his knowing smile told me he understood my hesitation. His hands caressed my thighs, sending shivers down my spine. "Xavier..." I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Don't you want me?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I just don't want you to leave me halfway," I confessed, my heart racing with vulnerability.

He smiled, his lips tracing the curve of my neck, leaving a trail of gentle kisses that sent a chill down my spine. "Xavier..." I whispered, my voice trembling with pleasure. I couldn't push him away, not when his kisses felt so incredible. "I won't leave you halfway if you still want to do it," he murmured, his eyes heavy with desire as he gazed at me. I couldn't look away. My thoughts consumed by the moment. "Do you still want to?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. "Yes." He searched my face as if seeking any hint of doubt. I met his gaze, my resolve unwavering. "Are you sure?" he asked again, his voice soft and gentle. I nodded once more, my voice firm. "Yes." I remembered his words, the importance of speaking my mind, and I knew I had to be clear.

He continued to kiss me, his lips tracing a path along my chin, shoulder, and neck as he gently pulled off my shirt. I was left in my white bra, my heart racing with anticipation. "It's going to hurt really bad. You probably won't like it," he whispered, with doubt. I sensed his hesitation, but I knew what I wanted. "Xavier..." I breathed, my voice barely audible. Despite his manly nature, I wanted him to be my first. "Are you ready?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly. He looked at me with a mix of desire and concern. "I just don't want you to regret it," he said, his vulnerability evident. "I don't want to hurt you." He added, his eyes searching mine. I reassured him with a gentle touch, rubbing my thumbs against his cheek. "Xavier, I trust you," I whispered, my heart filled with emotion. In that moment, I didn't want to think about the pain or the consequences. All I wanted was him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. "Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. As I pressed my centre against his groin, he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. I could feel his arousal, his hardness pressing against me. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his chiselled torso, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. I parted my lips, inhaling deeply through my mouth as if the air in my nostrils wasn't enough. His fingers grazed my skin, sending shivers down my spine as he unfastened my bra and discarded it. My chest was exposed to him once again, and I felt a rush of vulnerability mixed with desire.

He gently laid me down on the bed, his lips tracing a path of tender kisses along my skin as he grasped the waist of my skirt. He slowly pulled it down, revealing my white underwear. I inhaled sharply as his kisses wandered to my thighs, my breath catching in my throat as he approached my crotch. He then returned to my chest, leaving a trail of kisses up to my neck, where he softly sucked the skin. His hand slipped inside my underwear, his fingers caressing me as we kissed. I gasped, moans escaping my lips as I revelled in his touch. It was everything I wanted. I felt a surge of heat, longing for more. "Xavier," I whispered, my voice barely audible. He gazed at me, his eyes clouding with desire, and smiled knowingly.