Still Grace's P.O.V.
A tiny, hardly audible yelp erupted from him, a slight gasp accompanied it, his fiery charcoal eyes immediately snapped open, he momentarily paused the kissing although our lips were still touching. His breathing became quickened aswell as deeper. He stared into my very own eyes, I did not know how to feel by this constant stare...
Eventually, his eyes flickered down towards where my hand had previously made it's path, right down the middle of his heaving and constrained bulge. He looked directly back into my pupils, scorching my soul with his patronising stare.
After a period of time his eyes finally relaxed closed once more, he inhaled deeply whilst pulling me into him, starting to kiss me once more, much to my pure delight. My sneaky fingers began to creep around the top of his rock hard dancers thighs, veering dangerously close to his bulge once more, purposely...obviously.
His respiring that was already originally fast and heavy became stuttered and irregular, perhaps physical and internal feelings were building up.
I raised my free hand and placed it on his heaving chest, right above his insanely fast beating heart. With my other hand, I once again let my fingers brush over the ever growing bulge, this time though, harder and slower.
His hips automatically bucked slowly.
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Be Careful What You Wish For. 2
FanfictionThe second book of 'Be Careful What You Wish For.' Find out more about the adventures and mishaps that Michael and Grace into. Follow the events of their relationship, their life together and their separate lives. Who they meet, what they do and whe...
