His sweltering breath is rolling down my neck, and his sweet lips are resting on the skin just below my ear; my sweet spot. I gasp as his teeth nip at my sensitive skin. "Sorry Angel, I'll try to be more assiduous." He puts his hands up my shirt, pressing my body into the wall further. I can't say I'm not enjoying this, as it is a privileged pleasure I am not often compensated.
I lace my fingers behind his neck brushing my fingers through his brown hair. He moans into my neck, sending vibrations through my chest. I dig my nails into his back and he tightens his grip on my waist. I groan as he bites harder. "Be nice, Angel." I claw harder, rougher. I can feel his pain as he nips harder, leaving a little bruise on my collarbone.
He calls me Angel. I don't know when this started, or why, but I like it. Angel. An innocent name with many a meaning, all of which associated with pure goodness. My name, however, is Iris.
"Why do you call me Angel," I mutter between breaths. He loosens his grip on my hips, and I feel instant relief wash through my lower half.
"Because, you have the face of an angel, and I think that is deserving of a little bit of recognition." As quickly as he had stopped, he was already at my neck with teeth that pierced my skin sharply, and hungrily. I am pinned to the wall, and oddly enough, I am completely turned on.
I feel my body being lifted and I am quick to wrap my legs around his waist, and I am even higher in the air. I know why he's lifted me, and I can feel him tugging at the bottom of my shirt. I am not abrupt to taking it off. He bites harder at my neck, pressing my hips firmly into the wall. I groan and he grinds his hips into my own, and he growls into my skin. "Please," he whispers. I grab the seams of my v-neck and I heave it off of myself and chuck it to the algid floorboards that his feet are firmly planted into.
I am bare, except for the brassiere and panties I am in. Exposed, unprotected.
"Beautiful, Angel."
But he is mistaken. I am no angel.
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Iris
Teen FictionA lascivious, sensual tale of a young Iris Greene, who is naught but a blossoming adult, with a secret that would electrify you beyond belief.