Forbidden Love

Part 8

Mature Content BTW ... read at your own risk

Briar POV

"You wanna get out of here?" Myles asks me, breaking our kiss.

I nod, trying to hide my blushing cheeks from his sight. He holds my hand and we walk upstairs and into one of the bedrooms. I sit down on the bed, my vision's beginning to blur and all the alcohol is messing with my head. I can't tell whether I feel guilty or nothing but lust. I know shouldn't have kissed Myles; it was wrong of me. But I don't even care because I loved every second of it.

"You alright?" He asked me.

I nod my head and smile up at him. "Yeah, I just have a lot on my mind."

"You thinking about Devon?" He says. 

"Yeah." I tell him. "I just want him to get out of my head."

"And what can I do about that?" He smirks.

"Distract me." I reply, biting my lip.

Myles walks over and pulls me up off the bed carefully, hands on my waist and attaches our lips together again. I smile against the kiss, my lips burning as his moved against mine. He pulled away and spun me around and pressed me up against the wall gently. I grinned up at him. I don't know whats gotten into me tonight; this is so unlike me.

"Distract you? How?" He asks, biting his lip tauntingly. I laugh, breathing against his mouth.

"I don't know." I shrug innocently. "Surprise me."

He smirks and presses me harder against the wall, leaning in and starts trailing kisses down my jaw line. I shut my eyes, biting my lip. My breath hitches in my throat as I feel his hand trail down my thigh. His other hand reaches up and holds onto my bra strap, the tips of his fingers on my upper back as he plays with the hooks.

"God baby, you're so beautiful." He murmurs, his lips wet against my skin.

My hands lift up and rest in his hair. Myles moans slightly as I tug lightly. He drags his lips away from my neck and back up to my mouth. I let out a breath as I hear my bra snap open. I smile against his lips as my bra loosens around my body and Myles' fingers make their way up my waist and back down again tightening around my thigh.

Oh my god I thought. He's teasing me, and I love it.

I caress his cheeks with my hands and kiss him back intensely as he rubs circles between my legs. He takes his hands away and starts taking off my dress. I pull his shirt up over his head and tug his pants down. We're left wearing only our underwear. He picks me up off the wall and gently drops me on the bed behind him. He stands above me and his eyes graze over my body. He begins sliding off my underwear, I squirm as his fingertips trace a line down my outer thigh. Then he slides his palm back up so softly that I can't concentrate on anything except the smooth way he gropes my leg.

"A-ahh" I utter, my back arching at his movements. Myles smirks at me, enjoying every second as he watches me tremble under his control. I reach for the hem of his boxers and pull them down. I didn't like the foreplay anymore; I wanted him desperately, my body pulsing as he leans over me his hips beginning to move circles against mine.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks me.

"Yes, I'm sure." I nod and then laugh. "S-stop teasing me."

I'm breathing heavily, completely turned on by Myles' teasing. He gently hits my legs apart, chuckling as I whimper anxiously. His high was dangerously high up my thigh and I gasp at how warm his touch was, sending sparks of anticipation and desire through my spine. He intertwines our hands and pins my arms above my head, leaning down and pressing his lips to my neck. Finally I feel him enter me, slowly. I let out a moan and he sucks in a breath. His hips rock against mine and it feels incredible. Its starts of slow but gradually he begins to move faster.

"Mylesss." I moan. I grip onto his neck, my head leaning back with my eyes shut and my legs begin to tremble ever so slightly. "I-I'm gonna ... " I utter and Myles nods, breathing heavily.

Before I knew it we had both reached our ends and were panting beside each other. After a while of just lying there I sit up and fix my underwear back into place. I turn around and see Myles already passed out on the bed. I laugh quietly and lay down next to him, quickly drifting off to sleep.