Throwing me onto the bed he climbed on top of me, my thighs straddling his hips as he dragged his lips across my jawline and down to my collar bone, my head leaning back further into the pillow as he kissed my neck, all the while his hands climber their way up my dress, tracing the definition in my thighs.
His eagerness was made apparent when he hurriedly tore my dress off, throwing it to the floor along with the rest of our discarded clothing.
In that split second I almost told him to stop. I almost told him I wasn't ready. I almost told him that although I was irrevocably in love with him I couldn't give myself to him knowing he only saw me as a friend, a body and a time passer. I almost told him that I couldn't be just another girl he spent a weekend with.
However when his lips met mine with a welcoming embrace I lost the will to do such a thing. And so I let him remove the remaining clothing between us and I let him do as he pleased with my body.
I let him move my hands to my side as his tongue caressed a place that was yet unknown to any man. I let him guide my lips to a place where many women before me had been. I let him lay me down once again onto the warm and welcoming bed of the hotel room we'd meant for a night of scrabble and never have i ever.
I let him take pleasure in moving his hips against mine, his member moving into a place that had been left untouched all my life. I let him move in and out of me until we were both at climax. I let him pull away from me regardless of how desperately I wanted him to stay close. I let him fall into the bed beside me, his panting matching mine in deep, un-hushed breathing.
We didn't talk, but simply laid there. I didn't ask what this meant for us. I didn't ask what it meant to him. I didn't even ask if I was any good.
Though I didn't ask, my answer was given when he rolled over not long after, kissing my lips with his.
I don't know what this means for us, but I knew that in that moment my body cried out for him. I wanted him again.
I swung my leg over his hip as we laid sideways in the bed, the sheets barely covering my breasts. I could feel the part of him that wanted me regardless of what the rest of him desired. Our kiss grew deeper by each passing second as our want for each other's bodies grew larger as well. I felt what he wanted and I began to want it too. I felt a burning in a place I hadn't felt it before and my mind was flooded with thoughts, all telling me to let him do what he'd done.
So pushing him to his back I climbed on top, this time me straddling him, his eyes wandering to my breasts, now put on full display as the sheets fell off my back. I didn't make a move as I sat there, letting his eyes soak in my body.
Slowly he moved his hands to my butt and cupped it, digging his fingers in and laying his head back onto the sheets. He pulled my lower region to his lips and moved his tongue in a way that made my hips jolt in a mix of pain and pleasure, both pulling away and pushing closer. My back arched and his hands wrapped around my thighs, holding me to him. I moaned and inwardly cringed at the sound, but it only encouraged him to go faster, his tongue flicking in and out of me. I gasped for air and leaned back, using my arms to hold me up as my hands gripped the sheets under them.
Finally I felt a sweet release, though he continued his actions until he was content with his work. I climbed off of him and moved my own lips to his area of pleasure. Taking his member into my mouth and moving my lips up and down I looked up at him for approval, only to find his head thrown back into the pillow as he breathed through gritted teeth.
I moved my hands to grasp him and stroked him until he moaned and grunted in pleasure, finding his own release.
When I finished he placed his hands on either sides of my hips and pulled me onto him, sliding himself into me. I bit my bottom lip at the initial pain before sighing in contentment.
I moved my hips to grind against his and threw my head back in pleasure. Hearing him groan I bit my lip to hold back a smile of pride. I leaned forward and pressed my chest to his, kissing his neck as he'd kissed mine. For a moment when he was fully emerged inside me I paused and breathed deeply, letting the moment linger. He moved his hands back to my hips and flipped us over, thrusting himself in and out of me in a speed that seemed almost desperate.
I breathed heavily and lifted my hand to caress his face, though he forcefully took my hands in one of his own and pinned them above my head, leaning down to kiss my mouth, licking and sucking on the base of my neck until it was sure to leave a mark. His mouth moved down to my breast as he repeated the action, sucking, licking and kissing my nipples until they stung in the most satisfying way possible. My hips move towards his as his meet mine, our bodies colliding in a way that seemed like it couldn't be undone.
His thrusts seemed to go impossibly faster and deeper until I felt him pull out momentarily, a wet feeling covering my stomach. I felt myself nearing the edge once again, though not quite able to reach it. Rather than returning to our previous position he moved his fingers to my area, slowly sliding them into me and moving in and out faster and faster.
Once again I feel myself letting go before he climbs on top of me again, pushing his way inside me a third time, not bothering with the gentle approach as he had before, but rather with desperation and need.
A part of me wanted to fight for control. To hold a certain dominance over him. He leaned his head close to mine and licked my bottom lip before grasping it in his teeth, as if having read my thoughts, putting them to rest.
He once again held my hands above my head as he did as he pleased with my body. I felt my toes curling into the sheets, one leg moving to wrap itself around his waist. His extra hand made its way to my breasts again as he held and toyed with them. Toyed with me. With my body.
And yet I couldn't help but want more. More of his touch, more of the bitter sweet pain, more of the numbing pleasure. More of our moans blurring together in a deafening harmony.
When he found himself reaching his climax he didn't bother pulling away, instead he paused, still throbbing inside me, and let go, me following his lead gladly.
