Painting Our Destiny [COMPLETE]

Letters from the Devil

Chapter 38:

"Hey baby," Corey whispered huskily into my ear from behind me. Just by the sound of his voice my breathing quickened and my heart started pounding. I turned around as looked up into his clouded eyes, a sheen of desire covering them.

"Hey," I said weakly as I wove my arms around his waist, pressing myself against him. He smiled as he rested his forehead against mine, lightly kissing my lips. Anticipation rose in my chest as I felt his lips softly skim over mine. I caught his bottom lip between my lips and looked up at him with wide eyes, my hand slipping under his top. His eyes flashed with something I missed completely, unable to identify it.

Suddenly he was kissing my roughly, his hands crawling up my back, under my shirt, caressing ever inch of skin. I moaned slightly into the kiss and pulled myself closer into him, if that was even possible. Our mouths smashed together, again and again, lust seeping through every motion.

I was pushed up against the hard tree trunk, knocking the breath out of my lungs, before behind hoisted up, my legs wrapping around Corey's waist. I only just managed to get my breath back before he crashed his lips back into mine, sending a shiver across my skin. Corey's hands gripped onto my bare thighs tightly, his fingers poking under the denim of my black shorts.

The dominant side of Corey bursting to life as he somehow controlled every reaction I had, knowing exactly what to do. My emotions going haywire through my veins.

Jolts of pleasure shot up my spine as Corey pushed us harder together against the tree, our bodies moulding into one perfect organism. Our hips dug hungrily against each others as our tongues dove together. Every time my fingers pulled at Corey's hair a deep, complimentary groan grumbled through his throat, shivering through my bones.

The rising pleasure was almost too much but my good girl conscience disagreed as we were in school grounds. I groaned, partly at my conscience, partly at the sensation Corey had just caused as his hand rubbed between my legs. My hips thrusting forward against him, my eyes opening as I gripped onto his neck.

Woah

I rested my head against his shoulder as Corey started to kiss my collarbone and I attempted to catch my breath, which wasn't working when every move Corey made it quivered.

He sucked on the tender piece of skin above my collarbone before biting powerfully into it. My whole body shook as warmth erupted from the pit of my stomach and a pleasurable pain pierced the skin on my neck, this whole reaction made Corey smile against my skin.

I quickly brought his lips back to mine, kissing him with as much passion as I could, pushing my hips against his hard on. His deep voice vibrated through his chest and into mine as he groaned.

After a long while we broke apart and I looked up into his gleaming brown eyes, the sunlight creating a halo through his blonde hair. I reached my hand up carefully to touch it, like I was scared it would break. The soft fibres of his hair tickled my skin as my fingers dove into his golden locks.

I could still feel where Corey's hands were all over my body, like they imprinted themselves in my skin. Just the thought made a shiver run through my spine as I looked back into Corey's eyes smiling.

I adjusted myself slightly in his hold, my legs still wrapped around his waist. A low growl erupted from Corey's throat making me think I was too heavy for him. I was about to tell him to put me down before he stopped the words even coming out of my mouth.

"Don't."

"What?" I stared into his eyes with a confused frown.

"Don't ask for me to put you down," he stated dominantly as his grip on my legs tightened.