Just Friends

Chapter 14 The sleepover (from Didi's POV)

I noticed her on the patio and instantly run there. I didn't even put anything on. I sensed something was wrong. She had only a t-shirt on and the fall was almost becoming winter now. When the cold air hit me, I literally nearly froze to death and she was standing there like it was nothing.

The moment I saw her face covered with tears and those puffy red eyes, I felt the already familiar chest pain, and adding the cold, I became miserable. The need to comfort her began to be my priority. I started from bringing jackets for both of us. Next I held her in my arms from behind. As always, I thought she was going to push me away, but instead she laid her head on my chest and stopped sobbing. I felt her body relaxing in my embrace. It was pure pleasure to be this close to her. I forgot about the cold and the communication problems we frequently had with each other. I was relishing the calmness and serenity we found together, in that moment, in the big city of Shanghai.

As I finally manged to get us inside, suddenly something extreme started looming around. The air got thinner and the anticipation began killing me, but also I was unaware of what exactly was happening or about to happen. We were both waiting, but I didn't know for what. She stood in front of me, biting her lip, her face was still covered in tears. She looked hopeless and unfortunately also incredibly sexy. I was so confused. On one hand I wanted to comfort her, to understand why she was crying, talk to her, but on the other hand the lust was creeping out and taking over me with such force I was afraid I could hurt her... emotionally, by my inconsideracy. So I was sitting on the bed and just staring at her, trying to control myself.

The last thing I expected was feeling her bottom on my lap and her arms around my neck. Something just clicked between us by total accident and brought us on higher level of intimacy. We matched like two pieces of jigsaw puzzle.

We fit perfectly. I thought, recalling her own words from three days ago.

My erection slided between her thighs. They were surrounding it with warmth and pressure. Almost ideal conditions, the only better ones would be inside of her. My thoughts got completely blurry. I was only feeling now, touching her, her body, her warmth, closeness, softness, sadly still covered with clothes. I wrapped my arms around her waist and felt how small it was.

She whispered 'Wang He Di, I need.' And the sudden wave of love ran through my body, filling me entirely. I couldn't keep it in. I gasp, trying to contain love confession from slipping out my mouth. I pulled her closer to me. She said something else, but I wasn't able to make out a single word. My mind was focused on how much I wanted her, wanted her to be a part of me, me to be a part of her, to become one with her.

I started kissing her neck, and when I heard her moan, I began to devour her soft skin there. She got herself adjusted onto my dick. And it felt so explicit, I nearly groaned. She moaned again, causing the predatory beast in me to awake. I looked at her, trying to tell her through my gaze, that she won't be able to run away from me now.

I got up, lifting her, with her legs around my waist and put her down on the bed. I lay on top of her. I continued to taste the velvety skin on her neck. Her smell was filling my nostrils, giving me enhanced sensation of pleasure. I was inhaling her, drowning myself in her scent.

Her legs wrapped around my waist were activating my primal instinct. I decided to gently move my pelvic to cause the much needed friction between our sexes. The result was the intense body spasms on both sides. She moaned loudly and I couldn't contain the groan anymore.

'God, Shen Yue...' I said muffled in her neck with unfamiliar hoarse voice.

My whole body shivered as I felt her fingers ran through my hair. She licked my ear and then she softly bit it, making me repeat her name. As I was still kissing her neck, biting it gently and licking, my hand went down her side, touching outer curve of her breast, her ribs, her waist (all of it felt exquisite under my touch) and stopping on the hem of her shirt. I lifted it up slightly and trailed my fingers on her abdomen's skin. It was unbelievablly smooth and soft. I couldn't help the urge to grab and knead it, slowly going up with one purpose only. To finally touch what I was obsessing about, non stop for at least 9 past days. When I was about to reach her breast I heard...