Hearts Quick to Burn

VIII.

We soon found ourselves lying on one of Lana's luxurious couches, my body straddling hers. My lips trailed down her neck as she caressed my scalp, and I left small marks on her skin with my teeth. She let out a small moan.

"You don't have the right to leave marks like that..." she complained.

I looked up and glanced at her with a small smile.

"You didn't say I didn't have the right to leave marks," I replied. I sat up, now sitting on top of her. She looked at me deeply before lifting my blouse to slide her hands around my hips. She bit her lower lip for a few seconds and squeezed my body with her soft hands.

"Get up," she ordered, tightening her hold on me.

Before I could even react she pulled me off her and placed me on the couch. She stood in front of me and looked down on me – I raised my head to face her. Her fingers closed around my hips again.

"Did you think I was gonna be the only one to leave with marks?" she asked me with a smile that I didn't know yet.

I got up from the couch and stood on my tiptoes to wrap my arms around her neck. I didn't answer her question and attacked at her lips – she immediately responded by placing her hands on my lower back.

The taste in her mouth reminded me of an endless summer, even though it was Christmas the day after tomorrow. The movements of her lips were gentle as were her caresses, and my legs quickly found themselves wrapped around her waist, supported by her hands on the underside of my thighs.

Lana walked to her room with me in her arms who kept kissing her everywhere: on her cheeks, behind her ears, along the line of her jaw, or even on the side of her neck. She gently laid me down on the bed and crawled over me until she was able to reach my neck with her mouth.

"So we're even..." she murmured on my skin which was covered in shivers in the same places where her breath touched it.

I let out a small noise when her lips immediately landed on the most sensitive spot on my neck. She hadn't forgotten my weaknesses, so she started by placing little kisses everywhere before biting that place where I was the most weak.

"Lana..." I moaned.

"Stay calm, I'm not done with you."

Her tongue trailed down my neck until it reached my blouse. Her fingers unbuttoned it so her mouth could reach my collarbones. She started kissing my body again until my clothes were bothering her.

"You're so beautiful," she said softly, sitting on me to admire my face, stunned by the magnificence of the moment as my head was pressed against the mattress.

"Like you've always been," I said back while my hand rested on one of her cheeks and my thumb made small circular movements on her smooth skin.

Her eyes looked at mine as if I was about to disappear any minute, her hands touched me as if it were the last time. I wanted to fuck everything up. I wanted to feel us in a way we shouldn't. We had already crossed the line, so why not awaken our deepest desires?

"Lie down on the mattress," I told her.

She obeyed me but laughed when I sat on her.

"How come you've become so eager to dominate?" she teased gently, rubbing my thigh against hers.

"Maybe it's just the anger I felt towards you that wants this," I said as I kissed her lips again. Then my hand closed on the fabric of her t-shirt. I searched her eyes for her approval. "Can I take this off? It's bothering me."

"Then let me take off your blouse."

I nodded and let her straighten up to unbutton it completely. Her eyes sparkled as she rediscovered what she hadn't seen in years. Her cold fingers traced my stomach before removing my blouse completely. Instead of throwing it away quickly, she made the effort to fold it and place it on the other side of the bed in a very calm way. That made me smile.

"You can take off my t-shirt now..." she whispered, and I gave her a kiss on her cheek.

I lifted the t-shirt over her head. I folded it as well and laid it on top of my blouse as calmly as she did. Then, I finally allowed myself to look at her body. I was about to put my hand on it but I saw her gaze change, as she was scared.

"Do you want to stop?" I asked, trying not to make her uncomfortable.

She shook her head quickly.

"It's just that I gained weight... My body is not the same as before, and I'm afraid you won't like it..." she answered me.

"Oh, honey..." I kissed her forehead before sliding my body lower to leave small kisses on her curves, trying to ignore her breasts that I wanted to free from their bra. I stroked her skin slowly, before looking at her again. I moved back so that I was in front of her face and whispered to her: "You are perfect in my eyes, I couldn't have dreamed better... You can change your hair color, your weight, it's always the same in my eyes, you are always the one who makes my heart beat..."

"Grace..." she whined.

"Lana, please. Let me convince you of the beautiful person you are."

She suddenly grabbed my face and pulled it to hers to glue our mouths together, both hungry for each other. Her tongue found mine, my body found hers. My thighs closed around hers, making me sigh on her lips.

We parted, panting.

"Grace..." she breathed.

"Yeah?"

"Take off your bra."

I raised an eyebrow, laughing. "I do it only if you do it as well," I replied.

"Don't negotiate," she ordered as her fingertips travelled around my skin.

I chuckled as I took off my bra but she remained serious, and when I put it down with our other clothes, she took the opportunity to pin me on my back against the mattress. I let out a small cry of surprise, and she smiled as she placed her hands on my breasts while straddling me. I let out a long breath as I felt her touch, and my hands closed on hers.

"Can I?" she whispered, and I removed my hands from hers to place them on her shoulders.

"Mmh-mmh."

She began to knead my breasts while kissing my body hungrily. I breathed deeply, my nails digging into her shoulders as she began to suck and bite my nipples.

I stroked her back in small circles, closing my eyes to focus on the feeling of her mouth. She paused to watch me open my eyes, and I took the opportunity to open her own bra.

It made her smile and she let herself fall back against the mattress so I could take control again. After a few minutes of returning the favor for what she did to me, my hand lands on her jeans as we silently stare at each other.

Lana made a small noise so I'd take it off.

"I don't want to rush...," I whispered. "We went so fast last time... I want to do things slowly, if you don't mind."

She nodded and placed her lips on mine.

"I also want to do things slowly so neither of us will leave before we've done what we wanted to do," she said to me.

...

So we simply spent the night half-naked, intertwined together under the soft sheets. Lana had her arms wrapped around my waist while one of my legs was over hers. My head was resting on her chest, her hand caressing my hair. I smelled her perfume to fall asleep, reassured by the silhouette that was surrounding my body.

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