Protect

Michael

She had somehow gotten closer. His heart started to pound so hard, he was afraid she could heart it in the quietness of the car.
He could smell her. She smelled sweet. She smelled exactly like she felt; lovely.
He dared to look at her and found her staring. God. Those eyes. She was ruthless. By the end of this, he would be destroyed. And he couldn't care one bit.
He felt his lips reaching for her. He knew what was happening but he couldn't bear to stop himself. Mae's breath started to fan on his tingling lips. He stopped breathing once their lips touched. He could hear the hitch in her breath. Their lips slowly touched, tentatively exploring one another's mouths.
He caught her bottom lip just slightly, grazing with his teeth. She moaned and did the same back to to him. He felt his gut tighten from the pleasure.
Her hand reached behind his head and tugged at his hair faintly. He couldn't stop himself from growling from the sensation.
He felt himself losing control as soon as their tongues touched. He was a goner.
His pace changed. He couldn't help himself. He wanted to be gentle for her  but he was way beyond the edge of control. Nothing seemed more important than to kiss more of her, touch more of her, hold more of her. Her reactions inflamed him even more. Soon the moans grew even louder and they were unconsciously clawing at one other trying to feel the other person as much as possible, going mad for one another.
He could feel her pulse beneath his fingers, he wanted to place his mouth on it.
He tore his mouth from hers with a rough sound to travel along he nape of her neck to reach her pulse and suck on it.
" ah-"
Her soft sounds drove him insane. She started to unbutton his shirt frantically, also wanting to touch him. She grazed her soft hands up his torso before suddenly bending down to kiss and suck in an upward motion. He felt his vision start to blur.