Xavier's POV
After lunch we headed home and just like yesterday, Mia is now pinned to the door. Her body flush against mine. Heavy breathing and soft moans is all that can be heard from the two of us. I feel like a fucken starved animal who can't control himself. Her lips are like a drug that I can't get enough from. And it makes me want more. So much fucken more. But self control is key. I don't want to scare her off. But judging from her body language she too is practising self control. Just give into me Mia and you'll see how good this can get. I feel like I already almost know this girl inside out. Not everything of course because come on. This is Mia we're talking about. Mentally, it's obvious that we connect. Emotionally, there's a spark that'll soon be a burning fire once I finally make her see that she doesn't have to be so guarded around me. Once I finally make her see that I'm here to stay. That I want to help her carry all those burdens she's been carrying on her shoulders almost all her life. Physically, kissing her is all I have but damn it's good. As long as I just get to hold her that's all the physical connection I need right now. Mia surprises me by biting my lip which makes me moan and pull her tighter against me. This makes her smile into the kiss and repeat the action. This woman will be the fucken end of me. I release my tight grip on her waist as I slide my hands to her ass and pull her against me. She gasps as she feels my erection grind on her. I repeat the action as my lips now make their way to her neck. Mia is now a panting mess. Her hands tighten in my hair.
"Oh god" She breathes out as I bite down into her skin. Marking what's mine yet again.
"Jump" I whisper as I tighten my grip on her ass. She complies and I hold her tight and make my way to the couch and sit down so that she's straddling me. She grinds into me as she pulls me from my hair so my face lifts up. She plants her lips on mine. Our tongues fighting for dominance. Dear god, I can't fight against the thoughts going through me right now. Her very smell is even flooding my senses now...
Mia's POV
We are kissing like crazy. Like our lives depend on it. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it's nothing like I've ever experienced, and I suddenly understand why people describe kissing as melting because every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. My veins throb and my heart explodes. I have never wanted anyone like this before. Ever. I inhaled sharply. Here I am flushed against his body, chiseled to perfection. Must he be so perfect? His lips make their way to my neck again. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips touch, slowly spreading through the rest of me. Just as I felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop me, Xavier draws away. And instantly I missed the lovely heat curling within me. And I also instantly realize in approximately one point three seconds that we just had the hottest make out ever and a further three point eight seconds to realize that I had no problem with it and even kissed back. Hell I even grinded on him! I placed my forehead against his.
"Why do we keep doing this? You're so damn hard to refuse." I sighed. This made him laugh.
"Right back at you. You already know that I can't control myself around you Mia." He inhaled as he closed his eyes. "But we have to stop now. It's taking every part of my being to not take you on this couch right now."
I moved to get off his lap and to sit next to him.
"We can't keep doing this Xavier. This is madness" I say frustrated as I pull my hands through my hair.
"So what do you suggest we do then? And don't say stop cause we both know that's not happening." He replied. His head leaned back as he takes heavy breathes. Eyes still closed.
I kept my mouth shut because he was right. I was gonna say that we should stop.
"Okay fine. Listen. I have a proposition for you." He smirked as he sat up straight to look at me. I sat up straight too, my curiosity piqued.
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Teach Me How To Love *on hold*
Любовные романыMia Thompson is a person living in her own world. She doesn't usually do things others her age do. She's tired of living in this world but is afraid of dying. She feels like she's just a waste of bones and organs and is someone who will never find l...