My beautiful butterfly in hell

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Lucretius p.o.v

The minute I offered to drive her home despite my promise, I knew it was going to be hard for me to keep myself in control. Her sweet vanilla scent was making me lose my mind. Something radiated from within that rendered her irresistible.

There was a shyness to her, hesitation to her body movement and a softness in her voice. Her curly umber brown hair fell in soft layers around her shoulders. She had perfect skin that looked so fragile yet so soft and the unerring freckles around her nose. Every time she blinked, her eyelashes softly touched her high cheekbones. She had a small feminine nose and a strong jaw that gave her a strong appearance.

I desperately wanted to reach out and touch her lips which were plump and rose pink. Out of all this, her body had caught my attention. Her small waist that was hidden underneath the red top and her curvy hips that fitted perfectly in the little skirt that she wore. Her exposed beautiful tanned thighs were squeezed together making me yearn to touch them. I was attracted to her with the kind of heady that brings a butterfly to nectar. I gripped the steering wheel tighter forcing myself to avert my hungry gaze from her.

now and then I could feel her heated gaze on me making me crazy every time. After some time I couldn't feel any movement around me. I turned to stare at her and that when I noticed she had fallen asleep.

She looked so peaceful, innocent and vulnerable that I wanted to protect her for life. Some of her hair fell loose on her face and without even thinking through, I reached out and tucked them behind her ear. The time seemed to have halted when my skin made contact with her. My mind and heart were racing as I stared at her.

My eyes started to roll at the back of my head as I stared at the curl of her lips and unwillingly I moved closer towards her. Darkness and lust surrounded me as I slowly stretched out my hand and ran my thumb on her soft plump lips.

At that moment, she was the centre of my world... she was my butterfly that I yearned to claim as mine. Every part of my body came to life and I could feel pleasure and satisfaction running through my bones all the way to between my legs. It was like electricity being pumped in my body. I was feeling things I had never felt before and it was becoming impossible to ignore. My heart raced and without even thinking twice, I moved to connect our lips.

My lips brushed softly like feathers against hers. At first, it was slow and soft. I teased her lips, I pulled her bottom lip on my teeth and gently sucked on it. Her scent was flooding my senses now. My hand drifted to her hips while the other went to the back of her neck pulling her closer to me.

A moan escaped her lips sounding like a melody to my ears. Her lips parted, and I didn't hesitate to claim them. I held her delicate neck and pulled her for a fiery, passionate and demanding kiss. When she kissed me back, my brain lit on fire and the warmth spread out my whole body.

My entire body had been taken over by the overwhelming feeling of relief combined with eccentric confusion and lust. I hungrily thrust my tongue into her mouth trying to satisfy the burning need that kept building. Our tongues dance together while simultaneously they fought for dominance. Epiphany and elation percolated in my veins as i roughly pressed her lips to mine. At that moment my senses had been seduced and I could no longer think straight. Her small body trembled in my arms. I wanted to pull away before I lose myself but I couldn't...

I was so lost in her that I didn't notice her small hand slithering towards my face until a hard slap landed on my cheek leaving it burning.