Dreamt of Heaven

Chapter 19

Clarke POV

"And now?"

Lexa taunted me as she continued to place slow pecks along my jawline. I physically couldn't speak so I allowed the silence and my heavier breathing do all the talking. She moved upwards and unexpected placed a kiss on the corner of my lips. She removed them just as quickly as they were there not allowing me to "accidentally" push my lips against hers. She pulled back just slightly as she stared at my lips that were slightly open, waiting on her.

She brought up her hand to my face as I watched anxiously for her next movement. She brushed her thumb across my lips sending fire waves through me causing my breathing to continue to be rapid. I watched her eyes, not being able to focus on anything else, then turning a shade just darker. It wasn't until she gently pushed her lips against mine, not a kiss, just gently resting against each other.

so close and yet so far

The millisecond our lips touched, my body was set ablaze and thrown to the fire pits of hell. Neither one of made a movement, not because we didn't want to but because it felt so.... wrong. Completely and utterly wrong. We shouldn't be doing this, I mean we barely know each other. We are complete strangers and yet it also feels so right.

It wasn't until Lexa sighed against my lips that I was snapped of my thoughts. You know what fuck it. I dug my nails into the back of Lexa's neck hoping to relay the message. Oh, she got the message loud and clear.

that kiss

The second the kiss reacted a hunger began, a insatiable need. One needy and almost painful, one that I did not know could possibly exist. The way our lips felt the moment our lips met was indescribable. There were no words that could ever describe just exactly how it felt. No words could ever describe just exactly how gentle and slow the kiss was in such a good way. I relished on how Lexa's soft and plump lips felt against my own, how they fitted perfectly against my own. It shouldn't have felt the way it did, it shouldn't have gotten this far but there's no going back. And there's just something about Lexa's lips, something oddly familiar. Something so compulsive and addictive. We broke apart, desperately needing air.

Fuck air.

I took a quick breath before attempting to lean back up to meet Lexa's lips. My hands instinctively moved from her neck to her cheeks pushing her down in the process. She seemed just as desperate to meet my lips by the speed of our lips meeting once again. What I was not aware of was that Lexa had tilted her head just slightly giving her better access to my lips. Oh that burning sensation was far from gone. Every movement Lexa made caused the burning flare up, making it much more intense than before.

The second kiss was almost exactly like the first kiss, just sweeter. The tranquility and delicacy remained from the last kiss and carried over to second kiss. There we were kissing and yet the hunger was still there, the need now begging. I pushed against Lexa's lips, testing the waters. She accepted the push, her moving slightly back before pushing her own lips against mine. The familiarity still lingered in between my lips and hers as it made its home between us.

Lexa pulled back just slightly as she tilted her head in the opposite direction before diving back in for another kiss. She managed to catch my top lip between her two and she began to tug on it. I sighed at the slightly before I felt a stinging pleasure.

She bit me. This bitc-

I felt her grinning against my lips causing me to pull back and smack her arm playfully. Her beautiful laugh echoed through the room as she looked down brightly at me. "Really Lexa?" I tried questioning in a stern voice but failed miserably.