Books & a Baller

Kiss & Tell - Day 6

Cara

His body was pressed up into mine, our legs intertwined, my face nestled into his neck, breathing him in, the strong scent of cinnamon and cloves took over my senses. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer, pressing his hardening length into me. I looked up to his face, it felt good to wake up in his arms. He leant in to kiss me, the feeling of his lips on mine was electric, I allowed his tongue to part my lips, he groaned into the kiss as I gently bit his bottom lip, just how he liked it. In one swift movement he flipped me onto my back, and straddled me, he leant in and nipped at my neck, he knew that spot drove me crazy, he kissed it gently at first, but then I felt him sucking at my skin, marking me, I was his.

I thrust my hips up towards him, I could feel his bulge hardening in his briefs, I wanted him. I had to feel him inside me. I traced a finger down his chest, lingering on that little heart shaped birth mark just below his right pec, before running my hands down his body, memorising every curve and bump of his tanned skin. I tugged at the waist band of his briefs, he groaned into my neck, his breath in my ear sending shivers down my spine. He slipped a hand into my pants, as I did the same to him. I wrapped my hand around his rock hard length, stroking him up and down, his thumb slowly circled my sweet spot, his fingers exploring the wetness in my folds. I had to have him, I was ready for him, for this. I needed to feel him inside me.

We wriggled our pants down, just enough, there was no time to wait, we'd waited too long. He rubbed himself against me, causing a moan to cross my lips, he brought a hand to my mouth, and pressed a finger against my lips, it felt rough against my skin. I guided him into me, he slipped in with ease, filling me.

He moaned into my ear, "god Cara, you feel so good."

Our bodies moved together, like a dance, that had been danced a hundred times, with practiced choreography. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, he returned a hand to me, circling my sweet spot with his thumb, while he continued to thrust into me. Hitting my g-spot over and over, I felt the wave of pleasure building up inside me, I could feel myself starting to contract around his throbbing length. I let another moan, his hand reached up and covered my mouth, we had to be quiet, so no one would know.

My legs trembled, as he plunged into me, forcibly, sending me over the edge. The intoxicating feeling swept throughout my body, his breathing became heavier and I could feel his heart rate quicken against me. He let out a groan and his body shuddered against me, I could feel him pulsating inside me as he finished.

We laid there together, both catching our breath, coming down from the high, his arm still draped over me. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest, breathing him in again, his earthy, vanilla scent was stronger than I remembered, my senses were still slightly heightened.

He kissed me softly on the top of my head, "morning Baller."

Baller? He'd never called me that before. I opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. Laying in bed with me, his arms wrapped tightly around me, holding me close to his smooth, dark, chest, it was Noah.

I sat up slowly, blinking in the early morning sun that was streaming through the windows. Looking around the room my eyes found him, curled up, fast asleep just a few beds away from me, Nathan.

Kissing him last night had been a mistake, it had awoken something in me and I found myself craving him. Craving his hands on me, his mouth pressed to mine, craving him inside me, and now I was dreaming about being with him again. Noah didn't deserve this. The villa was supposed to be my fresh start, and with Nathan being here, how was I supposed to start fresh?

I need to get up and go for my swim, I started to get out of bed and Noah grabbed me, pulling me back to him.

"Nope you're not going anywhere,"