This is Euphoria

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I try and search my cluttered mind for a suitable answer to give him. I'm far too aware of his presence. Absentmindedly I doubt, his calloused fingers stroke my leg down from ankle up to my inner knee. The motion is gentle however not at all innocent; his trails leave a fiery path on my skin and goosebumps breakthrough the surface. The stir in my stomach this causes is enough to keep me completely entranced by him. I will myself away from his distracting touch and push my self further and further into the bed. He amusedly drops his hands, smiling at the ground.

"Tell me what it is that you want," he repeats.

Slowly, tauntingly, he saunters to the other side of the bed. With ease, he leans back against the headboard next to me with his hands folded in his lap. I can feel the heat radiating from him. Beside me, he shifts and I can sense that his piercing eyes are burning into my profile. I take a shallow breath before meeting his magnetic gaze.

I almost let out a gasp. His eyes are darkened and wild with lust; I doubt that I can match his crazy eyes. We exchange moments that feel more like hours. He brings his hand under my chin and tilts it so that we're both at eye level. Beneath my skin, my blood is boiling. Despite everything, he seems both cool and collected. Compared to him, I feel like a hopeless muddle of longing.

When his pink tongue darts out briefly to lick his lips, any self control I once upheld is effectively defeated. I throw my arms around his neck and crash my lips with his frantically. It's sudden, but he must have expected it because he lifts me in his big arms on top of him.

Rather artfully, our lips synchronize together. His mouth tastes exactly how I'd imagine, fresh with the savor of mint. His tongue slips past mine and moves along with it. He ignites my body. Nothing could ever bring me down from this temporary high.

It's exhilarating, to be in this position, my thighs spread aside on either side of him with so few layers of clothing separating us. He deepens the kiss further, lightly wrapping his hands on both sides of my neck. I snake one hand at the nape of his neck and place the other on his hard stomach. I pull on the fabric impatiently and he reaches down and tugs it off. My vision darts down to his lean frame, black inked on his arms, and I picture the rest of his body naked.

I begin to move my hips, putting pressure on both his groin and mine. I find the perfect rhythm and the feeling of our bodies together in this way is bliss.

Kai stops and breaks away, throwing his head back and squeezing close his eyes. My lips feel swollen from him. I place a kiss on his ear and he lets out a throaty groan, which is quite possibly also the hottest thing I've ever heard.

I take full advantage of his exposed neck and vulnerability, and out of sheer curiosity, I run my fingers down the length of his neck. Beneath my fingertips I feel his faint stubble. I explore all across his collarbone with a light touch until he delicately grabs me by my wrists, kissing my hand, and whispers "another time."

I almost let loose a yelp of surprise when in one swift motion he flips us over. He supports his body weight with one arm, the other playing with my hair, and I rest my small hand around his taut bicep. I look up at him as he looks down on me, my breathing shaky and my mind wondrous with anticipation.

Our lips find each other once again. Heat travels down between my legs and I groan in frustration. My fingers tangle in his hair. With some force, I push his head in between my legs. He bites down on his lip as to stop himself for saying something.

We share one last glance and I know he is silently asking permission, to which I nod. Finally, he hooks his fingers around either side of the thin undergarment and pulls them down then throws them to the side. I attempt to make an adjustment, but his hands push down on my hips, keeping me in place.

"Don't squirm."

I nod in agreement. I take a sharp breath, staring at the ceiling bracing myself.

"So pretty pretty pink," he admires.

At the sound of his words I attempt to squeeze my thighs together. He hinders the action by intercepting his hand between them.

"No baby. Keep them spread. Let me cater to you," he coaxs.

I witness one of the most seductive images I think possible when he brings two fingers up to his mouth and sucks on them. The moment he drags his fingers down my center, a moan from the back of my throat escapes. He runs them back a couple more time, his torturously slow pace riling me up and turning me on simultaneously. Not even remotely a challenge, he finds my clit and lets the pad of his thumb flick it. He allows his fingers to trail over my delicate area. He applies pressure, stroking it in circular motions. Every movement is heightened, the more he gives me, the more I crave him.

He circles his finger at my entrance before pushing it into me. The most sensual sound escapes my mouth and I bite down on my lip, hardly. He pulls it out and reinserts two. I arch my back off the bed as he curls his fingers inside of me, my body wound up. The heat in my stomach intensifies, and my fingers pry in his mess of a hair and I make a fist with my hand.

Unexpectedly, something wet and warm verses itself with my core. I immediately know it's his tongue. Familiarizing himself in all the right places, lightly flicking and swirling his tongue over the sensitive nerves, I feel butterflies in my belly.

"Do you want to come like this?" as he speaks, his hot breath is fanning over me divinely, making me feel warm inside. All I can muster is a moan.

His plump lips reconnect with me. He does something, pinches something, that pushes me over the edge. Within seconds, my legs stiffen and pure euphoria floods my senses.

Kai pops up from between my legs, his lips glistening exquisitely. He moves up and hovers above me. Swiping a finger glossing in my satisfaction across my bottom lip, he drops down in the spot next to me.

"I was unaware of this talent of yours," I say when I gain some clarity.

"I'm multitalented," he claims. His arms wrap around my waist and pulls me closer to him, so that my back is pressed to his hard chest. Trivial matters, but all the same hypnotizing, such as the sweet scent of his skin, his strong secure hold, it's all so charming. I can hear his strong heartbeat against my ear.

"Kai?" I whisper, on the verge of sleep. I readjust, resting my face on his arm muscle. My arms hang on to it loosely, and I don't know whether this is comfortable for him. I place a kiss on his warm skin.

"Hmm?"

"You have a boner," I mumble. The prominent bulge is pushing up against my lower back.

He leans forward and rest his chin upon my shoulder. His mouth is directly next to my ear, and he whispers playfully, "I'll take care of that when you're asleep."

"You're a dirty boy!" I exclaim between fits of giggles, dazedly closing my eyes and falling asleep.

an: hello everyone! sorry for the wait. hope you enjoyed this, i'm not that great at writing smut.