Lights are turned off, like always, I have never liked having intimacy with someone when the lights were on...I don't like my body that much, and I don't have enough confidence to show it. I'm forward when it comes to kissing, making out...but being that vulnerable scares me. I guess I never trusted anyone to that level to give myself completely. That was one of the reasons me and Danny argued most of the time, she didn't understand. I thought she might, since she is also a woman and we have so much pressure over our body image, but she insisted that I was "hot and had a nice body and I shouldn't be ashamed of it".
Oh thanks, now I'm not insecure anymore.
I know she says it to encourage me to be more confident but she doesn't get the point.
Is not what she sees, is what I see when I look at myself. Im not as ashamed of her reaction to my body than what I am to my own reflection in the mirror. How could I show someone something I know I wouldn't like?
Her not understanding the situation makes it more difficult for me to show her my body.
But right now, in the dark, I didn't need to see her, feeling her was enough. I sense her shadow approaching to me as I kiss her and she cups my face with her hands as the kiss gets more intense. She then holds my chin between her fingers making my head turn to the side so my neck's more accessible to caress with her tongue through it as she kisses it with passion and I whine just from the wetness against my sensitive skin.
I can feel something different in the air tonight. How she is touching me feels so oddly familiar. Like a new feeling that feels too good to be mundane. Feels heavenly.
We lay in bed and she hops on top of me, I can't see her face, but her silhouette gives me a weird feeling for a moment, never has she been so big, so eager for the touch, it almost looks threatening, my body feeling smaller than usual. Before I get further into my thoughts and I can touch her she holds my hands so my arms are positioned over my head and with a strong gesture holding them maybe too tight to the pillow above me and no words, she indicates me to keep them there.
She has never done this, this game of no touching...I don't know what's happening tonight but Im not complaining at all.
She caresses my breasts under the t-shirt I am wearing, it makes my body tense a little, knowing she is touching my skin, but I know she won't take a look. At least I hope she doesn't.
She goes down on me kissing every spot there is from my neck to where my heat is. Craving being touched.
The image of me laying on my back, legs spread and having her in the middle of them makes me close my eyes and relax my head on the pillow, feeling the anticipation of whats coming. She pulls my already wet panties to the side as she sees how desperate I am for her touch. I feel her kiss on my left thigh sending shivers all over my body. She's taking her time tonight, no rush, feeling her breath moistening my thighs. She teases me kissing around the area that's calling for it making me bite my bottom lip in frustration."Babe..." I moan desperately.
This has an immediate effect on her, as she approaches her mouth to my core with an open mouth kiss making it wet with her tongue and I whine. She keeps going slowly and I can't seem to have control over my hips that start moving in small slow circles. Her surprisingly strong arms hold my legs and waist stopping any movements and starts to trace her tongue through the place that's been aching since the beginning.
This has never been like this, so sensual and intense...so good. Her tongue caresses my folds making me arch my back when she finally centers her attention on my clit and I feel my mind blowing from the wet touch.
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Between Us [H.S.]
Fanfiction-If I gave you the world, Chloe, would you keep it just between us? -I don't know Harry...do I have a choice? [WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, DRUG USE AND STRONG LANGUAGE]