Be My Guardian Angel

Chapter 8

WARNING: EXPLICIT
YOU MAY SKIP THIS CHAPTER WITHOUT MISSING ANYTHING IMPORTANT

Marissa

August 17, 2015; The Night Before

"Hey, baby." He pulls me in for a rough kiss as soon as I open the door.

"Oh, hello." I smile into the kiss.

"Sorry, I didn't call first. I was close by and really needed you." He growls, pulling on my short brown hair causing me to moan in excitement.

"Fine by me." I reply, hungrily digging my mouth into his and wrapping my arms around his neck.

He grabs my ass through my skinny jeans before lifting me so my legs wrap around his waist. I run my hands through his hair, which I can never seem to get enough of.

He stumbles toward my room, kicking the door down, before practically throwing me on my queen sized bed. He positions himself between my legs and starts to grind on me through my jeans, his mouth never leaving mine.

He grabs my hair once again, pulling my head back so my neck is exposed which he begins to kiss and suck on which I know will leave huge hickeys, but at the moment I really don't give a shit. I moan a little bit more each time his mouth makes contact with my neck, causing him to grind even harder.

He shoves his hand up my shirt, teasing my nipple before kissing down to the other one and sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue. He gets frustrated and eventually just pulls my shirt off before unhooking my bra with one hand like a pro. He goes back to what he was doing and I trail my hands down his chest before tugging at his shirt, signaling him to take it off as well.

He pulls off his shirt in one swift motion and pulls me up so I'm sitting on his lap. Grabbing my hips, he starts rocking me back and forth on the bulge in his pants that's been driving me wild. I tangle my fingers in his hair and suck on the sweet spot on his neck before kissing my way up to his ear, sucking and nibbling on it as well as I continue to grind on him.

He throws me back down and unzips my jeans, fighting to get them off since they're so tight but he eventually does. He comes back up to my mouth, rubbing me down there until my panties are officially ruined. He hooks his fingers in them and pulls them down my legs, throwing them off the bed.

I reach my hands down and start working on his belt before he finally helps me and takes off his belt along with his jeans, leaving him in his boxers.

He kisses down my torso before nibbling on the insides of my thighs and inserting a finger inside of me, slowly pumping as I moan and pull at my hair, practically begging him to fuck me already.

He reaches inside his jeans which were still laying on the bed and pulls out a little gold packet. Before he can put it on, I sit up and take him into my mouth causing his breathing to go ragged and his eyes to close.

I release him and he slides the condom on with ease. He kisses me again, the tip just teasing me at the entrance, causing me to whimper into his kiss before he forcefully puts all of himself in me causing me to yelp in surprise and pleasure.

He pulls on my hair once more and he thrusts in and out, burying his face in my neck as I leave scattered kisses along his trying to not scream.

After what seemed like forever, he stops, collapsing on me, breathing heavily for a few minutes. He leaves a kiss on my cheek before discarding the used condom, putting his clothes back on and walking out. I hear the front door shut and sigh.

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Well..that happened.