Love at its least .

5 ace

I swooped her up bridal style and laid her gently on the bed supporting my weight. I looked deep into those damn beautiful orbs. She blushed as my eyes raked over and immediately began pushing me off. I smirked, grabbed her wrist, and pinned her wrists on the bed. Damn, she was so incredibly beautiful.
"You move it and I'll stop." I breathed.
She obeyed and that gave me all the damn determination I needed. I kissed the fucking life out of her. She was so beautiful and she fit perfectly in tune with my body. She didn't open up and o tried everything. I nibbled and bit and sucked on her bottom lip, and she did nothing. How could she not feel the way I did?
"You kiss me when you don't know me but you don't kiss me when you do?"
"Get off"
"Not so fast"
I laid a kiss on her neck and she moaned in response. I leaned in again and finally she obeyed. Our legs became tangled and our kisses were passionate and eager. Her lips were so luscious and soft and the way she made me... DAMMIT. WHAT DOES SHE HAVE ON ME?

I placed gentle butterfly kisses on her defiant jawline and made my way to her earlobe. That was her weak spot, I damn knew it. I've had enough practice to know my way. But she...she was different. She made me feel like heaven and the fact that she didn't want me pissed me off. She was so damn cute and all I wanted was to be there and to love her the way she deserved. And of course, to make love with her.
We both reluctantly came up for air and I released her. She immediately rolled us over and was on top of me. Her small perfect body fit so perfectly with me. I smirked.
"I've always liked a girl on top."
Soon enough, she got off the bed and fixed herself.
Why was she so insecure? Didn't she know she was so beautiful? I got off the bed and whispered, "for next time."
I stepped in closer and kissed where her neck met her jaw. She arched herself closer and I couldn't help but smile against her skin. She wanted me.
I grazed over her one more time and walked out the door.
I nodded my head at Dorota and left the house. I jumped into my car, put the ignition on, and just sat there.
She was so cute. I can't help it. She's gorgeous, fiesty, adorable, and every damn thing I want my girl to have. And then there's the way she blushes, ohmygod. The way her checks turn a light rose pink every time I sexually joke with her. How had I not noticed before? The way her eyes spark with determination every time we seem to cross paths. The fact that she pleasures me with just a simple kiss.
I'm Kaceson Price for god's sake. I've had all the girls in the fucking school and they think they can win me over by barely wearing any clothes and by acting sex starved but we only hang around them for temporary relief. With summer, I've never felt the way I do. With her, I don't have the strength to flirt with other girls now. Summer is the type of girl who deserves to be loved, to be protected, and to marry.
Like I said, I'm Kaceson Price yet she's taken me hostage. I shook my head and sighed loudly. Damn, that girl has everything on me. From her pouty lips to damn golden hair, this girl was something else. And her curves, my god her curves are perfect. They could bring all guys to their knees. She's out of this fucking world.
I hit my fist I tot he steering wheel realizing that I was in so much trouble!
FUCK.