(smut warning)
Amélie pulls out of the kiss, "Do you have to be somewhere later?"
I sigh, nodding my head a little grumpy, "Unfortunately there is a gala event tomorrow I have to attend and tonight was the fitting, but I really don't want to go"
"Then don't go. Stay with me", Amélie brushes through my hair.
My look of irritation quickly vanished, "You... You want me to stay here? With you?"
"Yes please. I would love to kiss you all night", Amélie teased.
I chuckle a bit, moving closer to her face, "Is that so? Can't get enough of me huh?"
"Or maybe you can't get enough of me"
My hand slowly slides up from Amélie's hips to her face and cup it, "Baby you have no idea how much I can not get enough of you"
She blushes and leans in to kiss me. I tug at her hips, hinting to sit on my lap. And so she does.
Gently placing my hand on the back of her neck, my long nails softly scraping against the skin as my lips moved hungrily against Amélie's. A small moan escaped from her, as I tightened my grip on her hips.
I separate myself from her lips, pull back, and take off my shirt. Revealing my soft pale skin.
"You're so pretty", Amélie says.
My usual confident demeanor was replaced with a more shy one after Amélie said that. I wasn't used to people calling me prettty. They mostly just call me hot or sexy.
I try to swallow the shyness away, while Amélie's hand slowly trace my exposed body. While my tongue slipped in Amélie's mouth, Amélie takes off her shirt too. My eyes hungrily running up and down her body.
"Just to be sure, you are okay with this right?", Amélie asks genuinely.
I smile and let out a soft laugh, "You're adorable. Yes I am more than okay with this baby. Please keep going"
A small gasp leaves my mouth as Amélie flips the two of us, now with her laying on top of me. She slowly slides down my body, kissing my skin. I tensed a bit as she started trailing kisses down my body. My breath hitched, trying to grab onto the couch as she sends shivers down my spine.
I bite my lip to keep myself from making a sound at her touch. I put my hand on the back of her hand as she tugs my pants, "Please just take them off"
Amélie smirks and follows my order. She takes off my pants, leaving me in my thin black lace panties. She slides back up, meeting my lips again with a hungry kiss. Her tongue slips in my mouth and my hand moves to her back, pulling her closer.
"Us French people don't just do something. You'll have to beg for it"
I let out an impatient sigh. I arch my back, trying to get even more contact while gripping her back, "Please Amélie. I need you. I need you right here right now. Don't make me wait"
Amélie gives in and starts to make her way back down. I part my legs to give her better access as my head lolled back and my breathing became more heavy, waiting for her touch.
She pulls my panties aside and I let out a loud moan as she begins to use her tongue. My fingers threading through her hair, trying to get a grip to keep her right where I want her.
"Oh my god", I say under my breath.
My legs start to tremble, having a hard time to keep them still. I was a complete mess, constantly letting out moans and gasps.
Another moan escaped from my mouth as I feel Amélie's tongue sliding deeper, my body trembling even harder at the sensation. I moan Amélie's name while my head falls back, rolling my eyes closed.
"You know what you're doing", I try to say in between my moans.
My words definitely made Amélie go harder, cause another moan was ripped from my lips and my legs were trembling pretty hard.
"Don't stop", I feel I'm getting close.
Suddenly I feel her fingers inside of me, making me grip the couch until my knuckles were white. She perfectly curls her fingers and I can't form words anymore.
"I'm close please don't stop"
Amélie goes faster until my body releases all tension. I moan loudly, feeling like my body's floating right now.
"You're such a good girl", Amélie says in her French accent which made it 10 times hotter.
I was a complete wrecked mess. I was panting, lying on my back, trying to collect my thoughts and catch my breath.
"That felt so good", I tell her.
"I know. I could hear it", she says playfully.
"Shut up, I wasn't even that loud"
"Hmm", Amélie laughs.
She grabs a blanket and lays down on top of me, resting her head on my chest. My breath became more slow as we fell asleep.
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