INSTAGRAM ABEL

INSTAGRAM ABEL - Part 4

His hand was so warm and comforting. The gesture filled my heart with hope. I knew that I had no chance of catching this man, I mean he's a Starboy. He's famous. He's rich. He could have any girl he wanted. Yet, here he was with his fingers wrapped around mine, pressing his palm into mine and filling my hand with the heat of his own. I'd always viewed this gesture as one from someone who really liked you so the thought made me smile inside.

We stood there looking out at the city with our hands intertwined. Oh how I wanted him. The yearning was actually painful. I could feel my lungs holding in too much air and tension. The truth is I've wanted him for a long time. I've wanted him since I first laid eyes on him. Then I realized that I was actually going to have him for the night. I was really going to make love with Abel Tesfaye! Holy fuck. HOLY fuck!

I inhaled deeply and let the air out of my lungs. We were here. Together. This was the real meaning of paradise.

Still looking straight ahead, Abel mumbled, "This is....nice." He paused for a moment. "Do you have a....a boyfriend?"

I perked up in surprise. "No. No, not at all", I eagerly confirmed.

"How long ago?" he asked.

"How long ago what? Since I had a boyfriend?"

"Yeah..."

"Um, just over a year ago. Why?"

"No reason, just wondering", he said.

I wondered where he was going with this topic.

I knew about him and Bella, or at least a little, so I didn't have to ask him the same thing. I was charmed that he cared about my past relationships. But really, I was just grateful as fuck to be here with him. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Even a real live princess wasn't havin the time I was!

"Wanna go to English Bay?" I asked.

We turned to look at each other.

"Okay!"

We walked back to the car and pulled away to head towards the beach. You could cut the sexual tension with a sharp object. The air was filled with our hormones as obvious as if they were floating around in front of our eyes. We sat there quietly at first and then I moved my hand to his and placed a few of my fingers over his. We turned to look at one another and both smiled.

I couldn't believe how brave I was to make a move like that but I knew he wanted me. It made me feel empowered that this man wanted me. This king of sex pop. This tongue-wielding god. He was so hot and here we were, in the back of a limo all alone.

He slid over closer to me and tilted his head towards mine. His eyes were locked intensely on me as he parted his lips and pressed them onto mine. He closed his eyes but I kept mine open, watching him. He was so fucking hot. His mouth was so fucking hot. It was warm and soft and enveloping. Those thick lips surrounded me and lifted me to a higher place. I made note of my wet pussy and the thought of it made me rock my groin back and forth a couple times. I could feel the warmth between my legs and all over my body.

Our first kiss. Oh my.....

We kept kissing and then his tongue slowly came out to lick the tip of my upper lip. Then it came out again, this time a little further until it bypassed my lip and entered my mouth.

I closed my eyes.

We explored one another's mouths with our tongues. We kissed lips. We held each another, pressing our bodies together and slowly moving in snake-like unison. It was intense. It was all-consuming. I'd never felt anything remotely like this before. I was riding a wave of a higher level than I'd ever experienced.