IT WON'T STOP

32.

[ Amara's ]

And just like that, when we got into our room, Machiko immediately smashed her lips on mine while we were slowly going to bed.

I was panting heavily while kissing her back, trying to catch her rhythm. And our clothes were still so wet, she looked like she couldn't wait anymore.

We both fell in bed; she was hovering on top of me while still kissing me unstoppably.

"Let me breathe." I chuckled between our kisses, and I felt her playful smirk.

"I missed you, Amara. I missed your voice, your body, your... everything." She looked sexually frustrated when she said that.

I saw her taking her shirt off on top of me, and I did the same thing to myself. We were both half-naked.

She kissed me once again, going down on me, licking and sucking the skin of my jawline to my neck while slowly unhooking my laced bra.

"Fuck!" I whimpered when she started putting hickeys on me. I couldn't stop her; I felt so weak and controlled.

The moment felt lovely; it wasn't aggressive. We were both chuckling and smiling; this looked like the real-made love I imagined with her.

"Do you want me to?" I heard her husky voice, and her warm breath made me feel shivered.

"Yes, yes, do it." I bit my lower lip, wanting more of her.

And just like that, I felt her warm mouth sucking my left mound while the other one was massaged. She was moving expertly. She was savouring every part of me.

"Ah! Goddamn..."

I was giving her small whimpers, trying not to make any noise. While she was moving on top of me, I felt my core getting wet. I was so tempted to just be touched badly by her.

"Please. Take me, Machiko." I pleaded as I felt myself getting out of control.

"Someone's horny." I heard her chuckle sexily, and she started pulling my shorts down. My cheek flushed red, knowing how soaking wet I was. It was probably so visible in my pants.

"Damn, so wet, yeah?" She was smirking. "I didn't even do that much, yet here you are, baby."

Just her stares were making me feel more horny. I couldn't wait, and and I didn't know why.

"Just fuck me, please," I uttered, and my hand started going down to go to my core. I wanted to be touched already; she was teasing me.

I saw her biting her lower lip seductively while watching me. She then stood up to take off her own short pants, still having her eyes on me.

"You want me to fuck you, Amara?"

"Yes! Fuck, yes!" I was stopping myself from touching my own. I wanted her to do it for me.

"Show me." My eyes widened when she sat down on the sofa, leaning against it and facing me.

What the hell?

"What?"

"Show me how needy you are tonight. Show me how much you missed our sexy moments before, Amara."

I bit my lower lip, feeling nervous. What should I do? I even felt my core getting drippy already. She was testing me too hard; it's not even funny anymore.

"Fuck... Hmm!" I moaned when I started massaging my own womanhood against my underwear. My other hand was massaging my left mound.

She was focused on watching me, like she was watching her own show. Her eyes were staring at my exposed area most of the time, which made me feel embarrassed.