We found us | Book 1

Don't - stop!

Evi:
"I can't believe you are actually leaving tomorrow."
I caress his cheek with my thumb and look into his eyes. "I don't want you to go." I say softly, kissing him eagerly, lovingly.

He kisses me back, more firmly, pulling me closer to him. "I wish I could take you with me."
He pulls away from me a little, looking into my eyes. "Why don't you come with me?"
"What? Don't be silly."

"It's actually not such a bad idea."
"I can't. I don't even have the right papers, they won't let me into the country."
"Hm, I should have thought about it earlier." He looks at me with a pout.

"Maybe next time." I lean into him and wrap my arms around him.
"I can't believe I will miss your birthday. What kind of boyfriend am I? Missing my girlfriends birthday."

"It's just a birthday. It's not that special. I don't care."
"But I do." He says and gets up from the bed, going through his bag. "I got you something."
He crawls back into bed, holding a little package in front of me.

I smile and bite my bottom lip while I take the little package from his hand.
I unwrap it, until only a black box is left.
I briefly look into his eyes before I open it.
"A necklace?"

"You don't like it?" The smile on his face fades.
"I love it!" I kiss him on the lips and put my hand on the back his neck.
"I have the same one." He says proudly, with a smile on his face, showing me the necklace he is wearing.

"I didn't even notice."
"I have one with the letter 'E' and you have one with the letter 'B'."
"I love it."

"I love you." He whispers, putting his lips on mine, pushing me onto my back.

Bill:
I look into her eyes, stroking her cheeks with my fingers.
I gently press my lips on hers, kissing her softly.
My hands slide down her sides, towards the edge of her pants.

I stop the kiss and sit up a little, taking her pants down and throwing it onto the ground, followed by her panties.
I gently kiss her lower belly and let my tongue slide down on her, until I reach the right spot and an approving moan slips out of her mouth.

I grab onto her hips tightly, enjoying the way she tastes.

A loud moan leaves her mouth as she starts to shake and I tighten my grib on her hips, keeping her in place as she cums.

I lift my head up and lick my lips as I look into her eyes, craving her body.
I crawl on top of her, kissing her longingly.

I take of my jeans, still kissing her and throw it onto the ground next to hers.

She pushes me of her, onto my back and gets on top of me. Looking into my eyes as she bites her bottom lip and pulls her shirt over her head.

I straighten myself up, my left hand pressed in the mattress, my other hand trying to loosen her bra.

Her bra falls off her shoulders, down her arms and onto my chest.
She grabs my dick and slides it inside her, a soft moan leaving my mouth instantly.

She let's herself fall against me, our bodies touching, her hips slowly moving.
I wrap my arms around her body, breathing heavily next to her ear.

Her hips are moving at the perfect pace, at the perfect angle. I feel myself getting closer, but I don't wanna finish, not yet.

"Evi, stop." I say with a hoarse voice, not being able to hold it much longer if she continues like this.
"What?" She says, heavily breathing into my ear
"Stop." I moan again. But it's too late.
"Don't - Stop!" I moan, barely getting the words out. "Ah, don't - stop!" I wrap my arms more tightly around her, panting next to her ear.

She slowly stops moving, laying on top of me, panting, kissing my sweaty face.

Evi:
Our breathing slows down, going back to normal. Our heartbeats becoming more steady again.
I let my finger slide across his face, his black eyeliner smudged by his sweat.

I kiss his lips who taste like me and sweat combined. "I'll be right back." I say and kiss him again before I crawl out of bed, putting on my oversized hoodie as I walk to the bedroom.

I look in the mirror and notice my own make-up is also a little smudged. I smile at myself through the mirror and bite my bottom lip, feeling aroused by the thought of Bill. Even after what we just did I can't get enough of him. Still wanting more.

I clean my make up from my face and walk back to my room.
I get into bed and crawl on top of him, kissing him firmly, pressing my body close to his, my elbows pressed into the matrass next to his head.
"I want more." I say, moaning softly and press my hips against his.