this is how it starts. that familiar scent seeps into my nose and sends my mind to cloud nine before her body can. her plump soft lips are travelling across my pale skin. they paint it with cherry stains and light purple bruises; marking it as hers...and it is. every part of me belongs to her; physical, emotional, spiritual. "god baby..." that sexy voice of hers purrs in my ear when my hands grip her arse and squeeze. I can feel the blood rushing in my veins accelerate. adrenaline sparks my body alive like an animal. I need her. the heat of the moment is taking over and controlling us. our hands work fast to rid one another of our clothes.
.she takes her shoes off in the back of my van and my shirt, the one that she took out of my closet so "we can be together even when we're not". looks so good when its just hanging off her back, exposing her blood red bralette. with our lips fighting for dominance and in between moans, she clutches my neck and pulls me closer to her. she leans down until she's lying down on the backseat and I'm hovering over her.
"touch me" she whispers and intertwines my fingers with hers so she can lead my hands to her baby soft skin. "use your hands and my spare time". her spare time is the only time I am allowed with her and I make the most of it. its filled with moments such as this. just wild uncontrollable hunger to explore each other's bodies. I know her beautiful body so well. images of it flash in my mind as my hand meets the curve of her hip and slips down to her thigh. the fabric of her tight jeans separates my touch and the skin there. i long to fucking tear it off and have all of her. as the passion grows she opens her lips against mine. we've got one thing in common, its this tongue of mine. it slips into her mouth and dances with hers. I feel a shiver rush through me when I feel that small metal stud placed perfectly in the middle of her tongue. her teeth gently nipple at my bottom lip. I feel as if i'm on the edge of exploding from all the passion building up on top of us.
I pull away to admire her gorgeous features. her eyes which have captured a summer sky burn into mine, evoking my heart to pound against my chest. my gaze travels down to her collar bones and breasts. I take note of how it moves up and down as she tries to catch her breath back from our heated kissing. god, I cant explain how badly I want to mark that smooth skin. I lick my lips and lean down to connect them with her to do so. she pushes me back and shakes her head. "no baby you can't leave marks" she tells me as if i'm a child "he'll see...I cant let him find out about us". she gives a small smile and kisses me again. that's the problem....she's got a boyfriend anyway.
this is how it's been for the past three months. this beautiful girl belongs to some other guy but she's hooking up with me behind his back. I don't even know how it got to this. i've had the biggest crush on her for so long now. when she first spoke to me I felt as if I was going to faint from the shock. we became friends and I fell for her even more. but she soon started dating this film studies dude at college. in typical whiny lovesick teen fashion my heart broke. however he's not the best guy. at first whenever he would upset her or piss her off she would come crying on my shoulder. but one night everything changed. things got...more intense. one minute she was sobbing against my chest so hard her tears were staining my shirt. the next she was kissing me. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't stop myself. I was expecting it to lead to sex but she stopped me. she told me we couldn't go that far because then she would be being unfaithful. it sounded illogical to me but I was too crazy about her to disagree so we did other stuff. I was stupid enough to believe it meant to her what it did to me and finally she would be mine. the following Monday I walked into college and saw them making out and hugging in the hall. now i'm just a distraction for her when she needs time to cool off after they have a fight. now we hook up wherever; college closests, my place or hers, my car. its safe to say that I've fallen hopelessly and deeply in love with her. she's all I can think about sometimes. but i'm not stupid enough to convince myself that she thinks of me as anything else but just making out or going down on each other
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imagines inspired by songs
Teen Fictiona collection of imagines inspired and relating to some songs ~will take requests if they are given~