Devour You

10

Rio

Only thin tension hung in the air when I tried starting up any communication, in her kitchen, before I walked up to Victoria.

I watched her soft cheeks flush the closer I got, and I tried so hard to suppress that cocky grin - for it would've only made her even more frustrated with me than she already was. But I cherished every moment of it, the visible affect I had on her. And I neared, slow and teasing, before I brushed up against her breasts.

The soft aroma of her floral perfume showered me while her light brown eyes couldn't trail off my own darker irises.

Her breathing increased excessively when I sat her on the fine granite countertop of her kitchen island.

So much has happened in that nice kitchen, from how far we've come; but that moment was above all the most I have found mesmerizing. She was mesmerizing. On the hard island of the kitchen...in her bedroom, too.

I groaned in pleasure above her shorter frame, upon the bedsheets where I later laid her across. My heart was pumping every time I kissed her soft lips, and traveled down her ticklish neck. Above her silky red bedsheets, I towered over her curvy figure, moments before I entered her. And I didn't attempt pulling out a condom, nah, because little does she know she plays a certain affect on me, too. I just didn't contain that patience.

Man, she is always so amazing.

A tender mixture of soft and loud moans escaped Victoria's irresistible lips the more I thrusted against her. I can feel the piercings she implanted on my bare back from her red painted fingernails, still.

I couldn't control myself - planting countless passionate kisses all around her body, claiming merely every inch.

But the most mesmerizing moment of it all, is now. I lay on my back, enwrapped in her sheets - unable to take my eyes off of her.

Victoria lays only inches away; her smooth leg rested against one of my own, as she's fast asleep. Light, very light, snores diffuse from her pink lips.

My gaze examines her face, eyes burning onto her irrevocably fine features. Absentmindedly, I carry my hand up to her face; my thumb brushes across her soft lips carefully.

Her lashes are long above her upper cheeks as her eyelids remain shut.

Then, her resting and covered figure nears, snuggling up to me. I slightly tense, only a brief sliver of a second, before I pull her in closer, never removing my finger from her pink lips. I release a smooth breath, noticing how much warmer her skin is now compared to the usual coolness of it.

Her alluring voice echoes in my mind, from her response earlier; I love you too, she said - for the very first time - against me. My pulse, in that moment, pumped and raced fast; when I then realized that I feel everything for Victoria, everything.

Suddenly, Victoria shifts slightly in bed, snapping me out of my thoughts. I revert my hand back to my side, keeping my longing chocolate brown irises on her awakening frame.

And her eyes finally peel open. Instantly, her deep and light brown irises lock onto mine, and my heart thumps in my chest.

I use to hate it when she made me feel this way.

I flick my gaze down to her pink lips, that are now curving upward as she shuts her eyes briefly again.

I feel my lips twitching at the sight of her. She pulls the silky bedsheets closer up to her bare chest, beginning to stretch.