Bastard #2

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Our mouths collide and a desperate  kind of kiss ignites ,one where we can't seem to get close enough . His hands snake around my waist and on to my back , holding me so tightly that it's hard to breath ,but I love it so much . I love the way his taunt muscles feel under my arms . I love the way his hair slides through my fingers  and how he moans when I press my boobs against his chest .

I am surprised when my body suddenly response in such intensity I didn't know I'm capable of doing . I am now  relying on my instinct. 

I was kissing him back with so much passion that I found myself leaning up onto him . I want to kiss him with all the want I have  been bottling up all these  years. All the feelings we tried to suppress for the past years came  rushing back with a hard recoil . It was making us shake with the passion of our feelings.

I can  see his tense muscles beneath  his dress shirt as he lower himself down  at me . He unbutton  his pants and slip them  down to reveal himself  camping in those black boxers, he's very  excited mate trying to poke out of it. 

He pulled my hands up and place them  above my head as he straddled me . His hands skimming through  my chest as he brushed my hair aside .

Our love had  always been desperate. It was like neither  one of us could slow down  because  we were afraid we'd  be sucked  out of each other's lives.

The anticipation  to run  my manicured nails against his skin was killing me inside . He made me crave him  more than what I could take in . He consumes the whole of me to the point where it's suffocating . And yet, when I try  to pull away for a bit, it hurts to breathe. I need him. There was no way out of this one.

It was pathetic to believe how my lack of independence disappeared once Xavier and I started  kissing  each , pouring  out our  emotions through  this make out , more like feeling  each other . A total  cliché if not .

"You're mine" he coos and I oblige . His lips were warm and gentle ,until he kissed me hungrily again. I parted my lips wider ,inviting the thrusting of his tongue inside my mouth. My goodness , I instantly  turned to liquid . He tasted  so deliciously sweet, salty, bitter and amazingly  sour . His mouth was warm and soft  and the movement of his skillful tongue, so easy and silky.

His touch were light and painfully  teasing as it skimmed the taut of my stomach , the swell of my hips and the sides of my breast. I squirmed beneath  him , panting with my chest heaving .

"Xav" I moaned, when his greedy mouth transferred on my neck , kissing the pulsing hollow at the base of my throat "shit "

"You taste amazingly sweet , touch me " he took my hands encouraging me to touch him and explore him . I caressed his neck , his strong shoulders and traced the contour of his firm muscles on his chest. His  tormented groan was heady invitation.

"Feel me"  he whispered softly. I gasped  when I felt his weight and his hard  crouch  pressing on my stomach.

I moaned and grabbed his shoulders. There was fear blended with excitement  . I didn't know what to feel   anymore. My body was feverish  and my nerves were trembling like crazy . I was afraid I would convulse any minute now

Like a flash , I was hauled in his arms.  His mouth claimed mine,  kissing me hungrily and deeply, the way I wanted  it to be . When  his tongue thrusted inside  my mouth, I welcomed it eagerly . I did not care anymore  that he was bruising my lips or his stubble grazing my chin .

"Oh my...." I moaned at the delicious  earth shattering  sensation . I gasped when his  mouth transferred at the  sensitive area behind my ear .