| Audrey-Marie |
My leg shook impatiently as I paced around the perfectly dimmed room. Where was he? I've been waiting for thirty minutes now. I had just changed into shorts and a tank top before I called him over. The anticipating emotion that I was feeling was slowly getting thinner and thinner by the second. The sudden sound of the door bell shook me out of my thoughts. I quickly walked to the door and opened it, seeing him leaning against the doorframe.
"4th night this week, Audrey.' He lightly chuckled.
I ignored his comment, pulling him inside by his collar. I leaned into the nearest wall, feeling his soft lips connect to mine once again. The deeper and more passionate the kiss got, the more intense and excited we were. He placed his hands behind my legs, pulling them toward his body. My legs were soon wrapped around his torso, sitting me directly on his now erect manhood. He carried me into the back room, without letting our lips disconnect. He placed me on the bed, toying with the button on my shorts. A smile wiped across my face as his tongue brushed across my bottom lip begging for an entrance, which I immediately granted.
He managed to get my shorts off and thrown to the side of the room in a flash. A moan escaped my lips as his thumb rubbed against my womanhood. He bit my bottom lip as he tugged at my tank top. Another moan escaped when he moved from my lips to my neck, kissing and biting softly.
'J-Jacob...'
'Shh. Not yet, baby. Not yet.'
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Our hot and moist bodies collapsed on the bed as our heavy breathing failed to let words form. The obscene vibe was still floating around the room as he placed back on his clothing.
'Are you okay now?' He asked.
I was too worn out to speak. His loving made me speechless. I instead nodded my head slowly. He slipped back on his shoes, kissing my forehead as he exited the house.
I know you're wondering about the whole thing is between us...
Well, Jacob Perez is one of my best friends. Who has lately been a Friend With Benefits.
Ever since my boyfriend, Craig Crippen Jr., is out mostly every night doing who-knows-what, he never finds time for us anymore.
I've been completly deprived ever since. I've been needing someone to make me feel carefree and wanted. And that is exactly what Jacob does.
Now, call me anything you want. Slut, whore, bitch, whatever. It's just something I can't control.
I can do nothing more, than just let lust
Control ME.
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Between the Lust
Teen FictionThis is wrong. I feel it in my heart. But it feels so right. Her skin on mine, the feel of her body tensing every time. The aroma of iris scented candles in the air. My name escaping from her lips softly. My mind keeps telling me no, but our bodies...