His hand pushed up my top and grabbed onto my hip while his other hand dropped to my ass. Both hands gripped me tightly, holding me so close against him I didn’t think it was possible. A familiar tingling was starting between my thighs as I slipped my fingers into his hair. I could feel the bulge of his hardness against my stomach causing me to moan.
He pulled away smirking but this time, I didn’t mind so much. “Do you like feeling how hard you make me or something?” I nodded, eager for him to continue.
His lips moved to my neck and sucked harshly, the pleasure overriding the pain as I let out a moan. Once again, his hand was over my mouth as he pulled my top and bra from my body. He picked me up, making sure my legs were wrapped around his waist so he could feel how much he wanted me again, before throwing me onto his bed. His hand took its place over my mouth once again as he kissed all over my chest, scattering love bites. With his spare hand, he took my jeans off before trailing his fingers up the inside of my thighs. It sent me crazy that he was so close.
Before I knew it, I was laid naked in front of him and his fingers were on me, his hand still over my mouth.
“Open your legs.” His thumb began to massage gently and I groaned against his hand, compiling to his demand. His lips moved to my stomach and he kissed all the way down till he was on me. I didn’t know how to cope as I felt his warm breath against me. With one hand on my mouth and the other on my stomach, I felt his warm mouth around me and my body start to tingle. I was clawing at his hair, at his shoulders. He knew it was driving me insane, it was his payback.
I felt my high coming and without warning, it crashed down on me. My legs shook as Michael’s head remained in between them and I bit into his hand once again. He raised his head and smirked at me, his red lips plump and glistening. I watched as his boxers were thrown onto the floor as I laid there breathlessly before he smashed into me. Over and over and over till I was a quivering mess beneath him, I reached my second high that night.
I sat up against him, my arms wrapped around his neck before I pushed him back on the bed. My hips straddled his as I moved up and down on him and this time, I watched him as he began to lose himself. His fingers dug into my hips as he guided me, circling my hips around him whenever I went up. His body froze as I heard my name moaned and I placed my hand over his mouth as he completely lost it underneath me. His head tipped back as he moaned, sweat rolling down his neck as his mouth was ajar.
I moved off of him, lying in bed as he found the strength to move himself next to me. We did our usual, wrapping ourselves up in each other’s arms before Michael spoke.
“I love you, Natalie.” I willed my breathing to slow, making it seem as though I had fallen asleep with exhaustion.
It was a mistake, such a mistake but what I was supposed to do now it was over? I told Michael that I do not give third chances; I made it pretty clear with the way that I was ignoring him before this trip. Maybe we really could try and be friends.
The attraction between us may have been unreal but the way we acted with each other wasn’t right and it definitely wasn’t healthy for either of us.
He didn’t let go of me but I heard him sigh as he nuzzled his face into my hair.
I didn’t sleep yet Michael did for a few hours. I stayed in bed, regretting everything we had done terribly. I shouldn’t have slept with him, that should not have happened!
When he woke up, I closed my eyes, pretending to sleep again. I heard him move around and pull on some clothes then, after a few bangs, talking to someone. Cracking open an eye, I could see that he had taken the walkie talkie from his hiding place.
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that damned cigarette ↪ m.c
Fanfiction"This isn't a stupid chick flick movie, Clifford!" "Who said I wanted that?" Once upon a time, there was a boy and girl. She was beautiful and he was handsome. He saved her and she made him realise his wrongs. But what if there wasn't a happy e...
