Dirty Bits

Drop Dead Gorgeous: Rose Petals - Extra

This is an extra paragraph from my story Drop Dead Gorgeous, it fits in the chapter - Rose Petals. 

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He kissed my neck. Once. Twice. Sliding his lips lower. Lower. Pressing them on the fullness beneath. I left out a small moan as he unhooked my bra, skillfully. His lips moved swiftly all over me, the touch of his hot breath on my cold skin burned the kisses into my body like tattoos. He bit me on the neck, just above the collar, sucking on the skin as if he was a thirsty creature of the night. He gently moved my legs apart, just a bit, and gazed into my eyes for permission. I reached for his neck and wrapped my hand around it, tracing my fingers through his still wet, raven-like hair. I simply smiled and pulled him into a kiss.

He moved his body between my legs and I could feel that weight of a man on top of me. A part of his body was hardening, I could feel it pressing through my jeans. »Um, I don't know...I mean, tell me what to d...do...what am I supposed to do?« I asked, timidly.

He stared at me with his beautiful dusky eyes, doing that naughty smile of his, and raising an eyebrow. »Slow down lil' kitty, we've got entire night ahead of us...« He grumbled with a sexy tone of voice. »I'll take care of you first,« He kissed my cheek as he hard, but delicately grabbed my breast. »then I'll show you...« He pressed another wet kiss on my lips as I moaned from pleasure.

He undid my button, making a crackling sound of breaking ice. At that moment that was the loudest sound in the world. He slowly pulled off my pants, and because he made it seem so easy, of course I wanted to do his, but my hands were shivering so hard I couldn't undo the belt-buckle...I felt so embarrassed. Lucas just took my hands into his, locking my fingers with his, telling me to calm down. He just stopped for a few minutes, softly caressing my bare skin with his hands, soothing me down. Minutes later,maybe even half an hour, he took them off by himself, his eyes never leaving my face.

His hand moved swiftly down my body, teasingly tracing the soft line above my panties. A hot flash of embarrassment and animalistic expectation creeped up my lower back, all the way towards my blushing cheeks. I nervously curled my toes, slightly bending my knees. He slid his hand on my hip, finding the cotton hem of my panties and delicately pulled them down my thigh.

He didn't pull them all the way down, just enough – I imagine he did that in the case if I were to change my mind, and I could just pull them back on. He traced his fingers up and down on my inner thigh, making me feel that tickling sensation which traveled all the way up my body, lighting up every single nerve centre in me. I felt vulnerable being exposed like that, but he never looked down, he just stared at my eyes, with a kiss every now and then.

His eyes twinkled in the mesmerizing darkness as he shifted his fingers up my thigh, closer and closer...

I felt an unbearable ticklish sensation in my lower part of the body. I could feel myself getting wet in that area, and I couldn't help but to think these ridiculous thoughts – what was he going to think about that? Will he think it's gross? Will he comment on it, saying things like – you're so wet or you're so slippery?

He finally reached his destination and gently traced his fingers up and down, obviously not caring if that part was soaking wet.

His touch made me shiver in all the right ways.

His fingers felt cold against the hotness...making me feel goose bumps all over my naked body.

Then he slid one of his fingers inside me. The feeling wasn't quite painful, more like...slightly burning? I arched my back, letting out a quiet moan caused by the strange feeling I felt for the first time in my life. He moved his finger, while rubbing the soreness, making me moan even more.

I decided it was time for me to do something. My hands left the embrace and traveled towards his hardness. I grabbed him through the boxers, feeling the pressure of a man's flesh in my hands.

Lucas groaned half from pleasure, half from sudden surprise. He buried his head into my neck, his hand never leaving its position. My breath shook from excitement as I pushed my hand into his pants, sensing the actual hotness of his bare skin.

I did what I saw once in a video on the internet (let's call it for educational purposes) and gently gripped his thickness.

Lucas kissed my neck, sending my mind in blurred lines. He cupped my breast, feeling the frisson in the centre of his palm. Then he covered my hand with his, saying: »Harder.«

I thought that both men and women delicate area's were sensitive, so I gripped him delicately at first, but I guess he knows his anatomy better then I do, so I did what he requested and gripped his flesh harder.

As I did that he groaned into my neck, grabbing my full, bare skin even harder, making me moan as well.

My hand started moving up and down (as I saw in that 'educational' video), experiencing both hardness and tenderness of his body.

His touch sent me in exquisite agony, making me gasp loudly in the empty room.

Suddenly he stopped, shifting my hand away from him, above my head. I could feel his fingers being wet from being inside of me.

He gazed upon my face, pressing a gentle kiss against my lips. He slowly and gently pushed into me, causing for me to feel every touch, every nerve beneath and on my skin, in my flesh and around my bones, delightful pain of virginity.

So I was laying there, in a bed of roses, on his cold leather jacket, Lucas's bare skin on mine...His warmth on mine...His lips with mine...His hands on my hands...His chest on my chest...His heart beat was my heart beat...His breath was my breath...

My thoughts fled from focus, there was nothing there and at the same time everything.

The moonlight shadows were dancing on the bloody river of rose petals, sound of the city passing us by, like time existed out there, but not in here.

The moon came to visit us.

Then the stars.

And then even the sun.

Lucas rested his head on my chest, while I was leaning on a cold wall. The first sun beams lighted up to room, revealing flower petals in his hair. I gently picked them out, throwing them on the pile with the others. It was so peaceful. We stayed quiet for hours, but it wasn't that – uncomfortable silence, there was just...no use for words. Silence felt good for the first time in my life.

 We knew we will soon have to get up and face outdoor reality, but we had a few more minutes...Just a few more minutes. 

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