Just Surviving (BWWM)

Chapter 18: Blood

I deleted Break, just wasn't feeling it. I'm trying to create an original story, an idea that has not been overused or is too corny. But it looks like all of my inspiration is going into Just Surviving. Yayyyy for y'all, but come on guys you need to help me bring these votes and views up!! It's been slacking for the last four to five chapters. Here's the next chapter.

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Chapter 18: Blood

What am I doing?

His lips continued to hurriedly suck on mine as he pushed me against something. His tongue plunged into my mouth without begging or permission but I loved it. I loved every second of his tongue moving with mine and brushing against the most sensitive parts of my mouth. I loved how he suckled on my lips as if they were candy.

His hands kneaded one of the globes of my ass and my neck. His arms gave our bodies not even an inch of space. I didn't want space anyway, I wanted him.

"God, I want you so bad," he mumbled against my lips, sucking them again. His voice was husky, filled with lust. I doubt any girl would be able to resist him at this point.

My hands had long ago released their hold on his neck and broad back and started unbuttoning his shirt on their own accord. All that was going through my mind was the sound of our heavy breathing and the fact that I needed to get all of his clothes off and get him inside of me.

The last button finally came undone and I rushed to take it off once I got a glimpse of his muscled chest. I leave pecks around his neck and smooth my hands down the planes of his chest to that six pack. I'm so consumed by him, especially his natural scent. I rake my fingernails over his body and suck on his sweet spot which makes him bite his lip and groan.

Suddenly I feel a quick yank and my dress falls off. The sight of such scarce articles of clothing—a strapless white bra and matching thong—does little to hold him together. His hand goes to my inner thigh and slightly lifts my right leg up.

He looks me in the face, in this dark room his eyes look ebony black. And his hair is somehow a sexy mess after the many times I ran my hands through it. "May I?" He asked.

May he what? I didn't know, and for a second it crossed my mind. Did he wanna just have a go now, too? The fog over my mind slightly aired away and I thought about this again. We weren't really prepared. I shuddered. Who cares.

"Ok..."

I was pushed further onto the counter and Kostas bent over to my face. "I've wanted to do this for so fucking long..."

And before I knew it my panties were ripped off, Kostas was ferociously going down on me. My arms and muscles quaked uncontrollably as I gripped the surface. His mouth completely covered my pu*sy. I felt his tongue move against my throbbing bud in a torturous motion. I was moaning like crazy, because very soon he was back to licking hard, sucking-

"Kostas!"

And biting.

Right when he slipped his thick fingers in, a knock sounded from the door.

"Mía? Are you in there?" That person sounded familiar. It was the sound of Gaia's voice that made me froze.

What am I doing?

My movement halted and my brain checked back into reality. Kostas and I were in the bathroom of the main house trying to fuck and the engagement party wasn't even over yet. Oh shit.

I quietly moaned and tightened my grip on Kostas's hair, who kept going. "Kostas stop," I whispered.

He did and looked up at me in a daze, his damn eyes still looked deliciously black and filled with deep lust. His lips were fucking moist and glistening. It wasn't until a louder knock sounded that Kostas realized we were being interrupted.