Look in My Eyes

I Can't Stop

Peter POV

"Peter..." she whispered.

He helped take off his underwear, then kissed her. He felt hungry, that he was starving himself. That Gemma was his feast, and he couldn't get enough. He bit her lip, causing a slight moan to emit from the goddess beneath him. He was hard and knew his cock was leaking with precum from the anticipation of how it felt to be inside Gem. She was releasing out small whimpers, like she was desperate for him. And even though he wanted it as bad as her, maybe even more, Peter refused to complete the act out of sheer mischievousness. Gemma was biting his neck and digging her nails into his back. He licked up her chest and rested his tongue at her nipple. He licked around it, then took the whole thing in his mouth. Peter sucked delicately at Gemma's nipple. Gem threw her head back and involuntarily bucked up, resulting in Peter's prick to rub against her privates. She moaned and whimpered, leaving Peter far more turned on than before. Peter growled and licked his way up her chest to the sensitive spot underneath her ear. Peter felt her breasts pressed against him and finally couldn't take it anymore.

Without warning, he thrust into her. She screamed a strangled moan out of pain and pleasure. Peter refused to care about the pain part because his Gem just felt so fucking good. How he could have lived without Gem this long, he couldn't believe. Gem bit at Peter's neck again, and began sucking and moving her tongue after each bite. 

She pulled back, "Peter, I swear to fucking God, if you don't start moving now, I am going to leave right now and finish by myself."

He growled once more, though it sounded more like a moan. She just sounded so arousing. Peter thrust again and was rewarded with another moan. He started with a steady rhythm, each thrust revealing another sound. No one probably would have noticed, but each noise was different from the next and Peter documented each in his book of memory. He was moaning himself, he never knew this kind of ecstacy. Of course he had tried the actual drug, which left Peter wondering how anyone could call it "ecstacy" when nothing could, or ever would, compare to the feeling he felt each time his cock rubbed against the wall of Gem's vagina. 

Peter was breathing heavily in between each moan he released. Gem was grasping desperately at his back and dug her sharp nails into his back. He was sure he was bleeding but who gave a shit because the pain mixed with pleasure was intoxicating; not nearly as intoxicating as Gem's sex face. He bit down on her neck as he thrust faster. She wrapped her legs around Peter's waist and begun thrusting herself. Their thrusting became erratic and desperate, like they were addicted to the other's moans and needed more, like they needed that feeling. They needed the other. Peter crushed his mouth to Gem and bit down on her lips, then plunged his tongue into her mouth. She enthusiastically returned the kiss, pressing herself as close to Peter as absolutely possible. He could feel it coming faster and faster, his climax. But it was creeping and fuck did the release need to happen soon. 

He pulled his head back as the feeling overtook him, yelling:

"GEMMA!"

[A/N: As always, I am SO SORRY for this extreeeeeeeemely long wait. Seriously. Y'all didn't deserve that. BUT I recently just got a laptop for my birthday! Yay! So here you all are and I pray to Pan that it's not disappointing! *crosses my fingers* Honestly, let me know what y'all think. Gem's POV is next. HA *licks you all* ;) MWAH]