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22; Sean Lew {PG-13}

Just a fair warning. This chapter is going to be heateddd. If you don't feel comfortable with intense make out scenes or don't deem yourself old enough, then DON'T READ!
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It had been a long day of nothing but volleyball practice. You, being the Libero of your team, had bruises and court burns throughout both of your legs and hips. Now, you were able to relax at home with your boyfriend of 2 years, Sean.
For the both of you, the sexual tension was always there. You could feel it in the air. Sean had just gotten out of the shower, so his dark, semi-long hair was wet and dripping. It drove you crazy at times.
Sean didn't seem to notice you practically squirming at the sight of his wet hair, and it didn't help that his hand was rubbing your thigh softly. He would bite his lip every so often, which only made you want to crawl into his lap and kiss him.
You turn your head back to the tv, and Sean looked over to see your leg bouncing, which told him that you were nervous. Smirking, he knew you were in the mood.
You could feel his eyes on you, which made you extremely nervous. You finally look over at him to see that his eyes were dark. His eyebrows were furrowed and he was frowning.
Anyone else would think his face looked mean, but you found it oh so sexy. Finally, as if reading your mind, he grabbed your hand and pulled you both up, slipping his arms around your waist.
Ironically, the warmth he was radiating made you shiver. Your bodies were pressed up against each other, leaving no space at all. Your heart was racing, and the hot heat in your stomach vaporized into a tingling chill, which made you shiver again, the hair on your arms raising. He had that effect on you.
His hands—which were much larger than yours— slipped into the back pocket of your jeans. His mischievous stare turned into one of amusement when he noticed your cheeks turn red.
"No need to be nervous," he smiles, leaning in to kiss your jaw softly. He was right, you didn't have to be nervous. You were more than comfortable with Sean, but he made you feel so wanted, so needed that you couldn't help but be flustered sometimes.
     "I know," your eyes fluttered shut as his lips travelled South, earning an inevitable whimper as he got to your collar bone, kissing ever so gently.
     At the same time, his hands moved away from your butt and back to your waist, slipping just beneath your shirt so he could feel your bare skin. It made you shiver for what felt like the hundredth time that night.
     He lifted his head up, staring deeply into your eyes. They flicked back and forth between your lips and your eyes, before he finally pulled you in for the long-awaited kiss.
     Quickly, he sped up, his tongue slipping in to explore your mouth. You couldn't help but sigh, furrowing your eyebrows as you start to unbutton his shirt.
     Sean smiles. "Eager there, aren't ya?"
     You give him an annoyed look, but he knows you don't mean it. His amusement faded just as soon as it came, his eyes turning dark again as he slowly—unbearably slowly—started to lift your shirt up, his fingers ever so softly grazing your skin.
     You almost hated how much of a tease he was being, but part of you loved it.
     And then, his lips were back on yours. Your shirt was thrown onto the floor somewhere. You quickly slid his shirt off of his shoulders, it finding a home on the floor.
     Sean now had your body pressed up completely against his. Skin and against skin, and it felt electrifyingly good. Now, his lips were back onto your neck, finding your pulse point and sucking gently.
     This made your legs almost give out, but he had his arms wrapped so firmly around you. You threw your head back in pleasure, whimpering softly as he travelled South once again.
     He was so close to where you wanted,
needed to be felt. You wondered if you two would be able to stop. But just before he could reach your upper chest, he pulled away, pulling you onto the couch.
     The make out session continued on, leaving you extremely satisfied yet still very much turned on. Sean still had his shirt off, which you took the time to enjoy and admire.
     The night was pure bliss.
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Okay so obviously I've never had any experience before lmao so this based off of pure imagination and inspiration from other books. Nonetheless, I hoped you enjoyed. Please leave me some feedback on what you thought!
Love always,
Jalynn.