Us and Them (Sequel: Bruno Mars Fan Fic)

Chapter 12

Bruno's lips made contact on my hot skin over and over again while leaving trails on from my breasts to my neck, slowly adding fuel to this burning love that I have for him that I thought had died years ago. His touch praises my body as if he never felt anything like it in his lifetime, so gentle yet so needing.

"How am I suppose to leave now?" He whispers into my neck.

I hugged him close to my bare chest, combing my fingers into his tight curls,
"Don't fret. I will count the days till I see you in again, but this time in Paris."

He looks at me; sweat beads rest on his forehead after a night of love making, "How will I know you will be there when I get there?"

I smile at him as I press my lips against his, my eyes searching his face as he waits for my next words, "Don't drop your phone in water."

I giggle at him as a smile crept across his face, "I will store your number in everyone's phone."

He kisses my deeply as his length between my legs became hard against my thigh. His embrace that caged me tightened, bringing his hard member closer to my desired sex as I moan against his kiss, "Baby," I continue to kiss his hungry lips, "You have to be up soon, are you sure?"

His position moved his hard length up and between my wet folds as he rocked his hips, spinning my thoughts as if I didn't know what I had asked in the first place, I needed him now more than the last. "I need you as much as I can get you."

I merely mused as I nodded before he brushed his tongue against mine as his hips stopped rocking. My eyes closed shut as I followed his lead as our lips and tongues danced perfectly.

The anticipation of him being inside me only made me impatient as if it was punishment; it was as if we hadn't fucked in days when it's only been minutes, maybe an hour, I don't know anymore because he's the only one that makes my mind spin and lose track of my days and time.

His tongue controls me, his arms cage me as his fingers wrap around my nape and throat, but I don't feel threatened. My legs spread wider in hopes he takes my invitation that was given in hopes he would react to and fuck me harder than the last, but he rests against me still and makes me wait.

My hips move up and down, pleasuring myself, soaking him just to feel him long and hard for me. My moaning is louder and my breathing becomes faster as I continue to pleasure myself against him, "Aaah!" I whimper against his lips before he deepens our kiss again as he tries to mute my pleasure. I break from his kiss breathless, "Bru, please. I want you." I beg but he doesn't respond. He only continues to kiss me tenderly against neck and earlobe.

I feel my arms and hips getting sore from holding him tight while rubbing my soaking hot sex up and down his hard length, but the feeling is at its intensity for me to just end it. I cry out a moan as I feel myself getting closer to my climax. I couldn't take it anymore, his silence, his composure, I needed more of him than he was giving. My hand pulled him closer as the other reached for his length till I felt him stop me and raise my trailing hands above my head. "Keep going.." He demanded.

I couldn't fight him, I was so close, my body already trembling from my early climaxes and this intensity made them greater. I could feel the sweat building the more I work and the closer I get. I keep rubbing as my voice gives out and replaced with cracking of my whimper while the deep burn in the pit of my stomach roll like waves down my legs to the tip of my toes. I take a deep breath as I cry out, "Ah fuck baby!"

He pulls away from my sex as I scream out in pleasure as he filled me over and over again. His grip on my wrists held my hands  further into his pillow the closer he gets to his climax. His hips move swiftly while his grip began to tremble the deeper he goes. He his breathing falters as he fails to mute his moans as I felt the intensity building back up in my stomach. I surrender once more as I cum to his humming that grips at my heart. His thrust starts to ease at the feeling of his throbbing length coming to a halt as he nuzzles into my neck letting my wrists go and lays on top of me while we try to catch our breath.