ONE LAST TIME (Discontinued)

CHAPTER 17

Song of the chapter:

Clarity - Zedd ft. foxes.

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~ I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons ~

To hell with oxygen, she briefly thought and reached up to grasp his face to pull him even closer. He let out a frustrated sight at having to lower himself before he gave up entirely and hoisted her up by the waist, pressing her up against the wall firmly as his lips connected with hers once again, fierce and intoxicating.

All semblance of reality had already deserted her; all that remained was the fire roaring inside her and the all consuming need that was chasing, barreling and hurtling towards sweet relief that she knew could only be granted by the man she held clutched in her arms. Their mouths melded together frantically, not giving each other a chance to breathe and he angled his neck to shove his tongue inside, exploring every inch of her mouth. She tasted like vanilla and jasmine, like love and promises and he was drunk on her, like a parched piece of earth on a rainy day, his need for her was an ache.

She could feel her chest burn with lack of air and she broke apart, only for a second and even that felt like a waste of precious time before she arched her back and bound herself to him once more, her hands moving up on their own accord to card through his luscious locks of hair, god how much she had missed this.

Her mind involuntarily went back to that night, to those defiled black sheets and flashes of fire and skin and contact danced behind her eyelids, leaving her marveling at how natural all of it felt. Even on a plane, a few hundred miles up in the air, they had simply picked up from where they had left off.

She had to remind herself to breathe but instead she used the hold on his hair to yank him closer to her, hungrily pressing their lips together. His dug his fingers into her hair in response, moving them around and against each other as he played in the softness of her locks, immediately tormented by the one memory he had of her black tresses splayed across his pillow, her figure as bare naked as the day she was born, waiting and ready for him to dive in.

Too many clothes.

His hands left her hair to travel up and down her sides, leaving a blazing trail of fire in his wake and she squirmed in his grasp as he agonizingly avoided touching her where she was dying to be touched.

He let out a low groan deep in his throat, when she nipped at his bottom lip, sucking on it gently and then he was wrenching his lips away, sponging several kisses on her chin, sweeping across her jaw line before he dragged his lips to the base of her throat where he took the tender flesh between his teeth, soothing the sting later with a lap of his tongue.

She battled tooth and nail to bite back the moan that threatened to rip from her lips.

This is how I burn for you, the thought burned through her mind and she brazenly pressed her body against him, her hips flush against his and her breath hitched when she felt him hard and wanting. And this, she thought with triumph as she gyrated herself against him firmly and his eyes dropped, and a shudder wrecked through his body, Is how you burn for me.

She felt his left hand skim lower over her hip to come to rest on the underside of her thigh and he lifted her leg up to wrap around his waist, adhering her to his body. His hot breath fanned across the nape of her neck as he commanded softly, "Jump."

Without wasting a heartbeat, she threw her arms around him, pulling herself up and he lifted her like she weighed nothing as he reconnected their lips together once again and the ravaging began for the second time.