chapter 8 : 10 minutes ain't enough

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"Okay, bring it on." She States confidently and I smirk again.

"Gladly doll face." I slowly draw myself close to her too until a couple of inches now separates us. I stand up swiftly and take out my phone from my back pockets to set the timer to ten minutes. She looks at me upwardly in confusion as she stands up too. I place my phone on the table, and cups her cheek in my arms.

"Those ten minutes start now." Is the last thing I say before I could hear her teeth straddling in her cheeks. Her face warms up as though blood has suddenly thrashed to her head as I lower down my hands down her arms.

Suddenly, my hands grip her hips and lifts her off the ground steadily and tenderly lay her on the couch making her to squeal in surprise. Once her back is firmly pressing the couch, I pull her backwards so she is flatly on the cushions with my hands still holding her hips.

My breath hitches at my throat as I lean forward to her neck. She bits her lips in pleasure probably to hold back the moan that is threatening to escape when I my tongue flicks out to kiss her sensitive flesh.

I look onto the table where I placed my phone to peep at the timer. She pulls my head back to her neck. She bites her lips harder while it has been only four minutes and am now nibbling at her earlobes.

My hands trail down her hips and she squeals when I grip her thighs and hoists her up. As an instinct. She wraps her legs around my Waist and snakes her arms around my neck as I smooch  around her neck.

Not able to hold herself back anymore, she lets out a pleasure-filled  moan and tangle her fingers into my short hair. "Brandon," she breathes out once I pull away. "Please don't stop." She pleads.

She looks straight into my eyes and she notices that they're clouded with lust, probably the same as hers. " I wasn't thinking about." I say as I lean back towards her and captures her lips in a kiss.

Another moan escapes her lips when my fingers dig into her thighs I squishes them. We pull away to catch back our breath and as she breathes heavily, I trail hot kisses down her jaw and passes throw her neck to her shoulder.

'This is the time I thank the off shoulder dresses

She throws her head back when I suck lightly on her shoulder and massages her thighs gently. I trail my kisses back up to her lips and she claims my lips as hers kissing me with all her might. She shivers when my fingers trail up under her shirt and rests on her bra, cupping her right boob.

Our sweet intimate moment is suddenly interrupted by the sound of the timer going off and we both groan. "Shit." I curse. " I regret setting that damn alarm now." I huff and pull away from her and that's when I realise that my shirt had been removed sometime during the intimacy. I tap off the button on my phone to turn off the time angrily and she bites her lip, checking out my toned back and my muscles as they flex. I slowly turn around to look at her and smiles sheepishly. "That just ruined the moment." I comment and she nods in agreement.

"I guess it did," she says as she sits upright and knits her eyebrows together as she follows my gaze right to her chest and she blushes on realizing her bra is exposed showing most of her cleavage. She quickly pulls up her dress to cover her cleavage and chokes out an awkward laugh. "Oh god, how embarrassing."
I roll my eyes. "Not really, c'mon we just made out and touched each other."

"Yea you're right." She blushes and nodes.

I chuckle as I lift back my shirt on over my head. I suddenly slip into a trance with my face inside the shirt. ' I once was a man with dignity and grace, now a flipping through the cracks of your cold embrace so please don't cut me out, throw me down, leave me to waste  The lines that hoovered through my mind.

She abruptly knocks me out of my trance when she pull away my arm from my belly and lays her head in my lap innocently as she straightens her legs over to the hand rest of the couch. She smiles at me as I look into her ocean eyes. 

She'll make you curse, but she a blessing
She'll rip your shirt within a second
You'll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can't help it. You'll be playing along and she' s turning you on, you'll be saying no, no, then saying yes, yes 'cause she's messing with your head.

Pardon my fantasy.. I got few hours with her I'd better be making very good use of it..

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