Wanting More

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This is just something I wrote when I was bored. I might continue it if anyone likes it. So comment :)

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I felt her move closer, my hands were shaking so much that I was scared she would notice. I glanced up at her.

"Just relax" she whispered as she intertwined her fingers with mine.

I smiled and she tilted me head up so I was looking into her eyes, slowly she leaned forward and pressed her soft lips to mine. She kissed me again and it was like a live wire hitting a puddle of water, something sparked inside me. The next time our lips met I was kissing her with as much passion as she had. I wanted more and she knew it, even if I was too afraid to admit it myself.

Her hands left mine to wander up and down my arms, shoulders, and back. I was biting my lip as I pulled back for air. I must have been blushing because she giggled and brushed my hair back.

Her hand went to my thigh and I grabbed her wrist, " It's ok, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do" she whispered.

I kissed her hard. I needed to feel that I still had some control. She pushed me on my back and began sucking on my neck. I gasped and felt her smile against me skin.

"Moan for me baby", she breathless as she started kissing me again.

Her hands finally made t to my chest and I started needing more than kissing. I moved her hands to the hem of my shirt.

"More", I whispered.

She took the chance immediately, pulling my shirt as fast as she could. We kissed again. Then she pulled her own shirt off.

I stared for a minute, she had the most amazing body. All muscle. She started kissing my skin again.

It was like her tongue was setting my body on fire. Suddenly I felt her knee between my legs, pressing against my most sensitive spots, but this time I wanted it.

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