Leila
"I need you."
That's what he said. Only three words turned my world upside-down. I wanted to laugh or cry or yell at him, but all I could do was kiss him again. His hands held my waist as I kissed him hungrily, tasting what I longed for. I pulled away and kissed his jaw, moving down his neck and to his collarbone where I sucked on his skin, leaving him weak beneath me. I heard a small moan escape him and it encouraged me to keep going. I traveled back up and bit his ear, trailing my tongue down behind it and under his chin.
"Oh Leila...," he moaned, grabbing my hips roughly and beginning to rock his waist against mine. I blushed when I finally felt that growing lump, happy that I still had that affect on him. Suddenly he rolled, and I was pinned underneath him, his legs tangled in mine and his lips leaving wet kisses all over my neck. I gasped, letting him know that I was sensitive there. He traveled further to where my V-Neck shirt began, causing my body to being quivering with anticipation. I wanted him so badly, so I wrapped my legs around his waist and held us together. He was getting restless.
"My room. Now," I whispered. He swept me up into his arms and carried me down the hall, pushing me roughly onto the bed. His fingers slipped down my chest and back up under my shirt, tugging it off over my head, pulling it off and tossing it over his shoulder. I leaned up and kissed him, hard, grabbing the hem of his shirt and yanking it off. My fingers dug into his back and he moaned, but a look flashed across his face and he pushed me back down. He stared hungrily at my purple bra, a size to small so that I spilled out of them, and I held my breath, waiting for everything to be set in motion.
