Historias de Noahcentenio

When meeting the guy of your dreams you truly start to question if your life will ever be the same.

I look into his black eyes, my breathe growing faster. "M-Mark, y-yo-ou ok?" I ask. My heart pace was beating faster the closer he got to me. "This isn't Mark anymore baby girl" his voice is now a low, husky like tone. Goose bumps form on my arms as my chest is now on his, I am leaning against the wall, stuck. "M-Mark?" I ask again, not so sure of his presence on how close he is. "call me by my right name, or you'll be punished" his voice cracks and clitches. "Mark, its me, Y/N" "Oh darling, you've done it now" he says, smashing his lips against mine. I didn't know if this is a role play or not, but I liked it. I deep end the kiss by pulling him closer from tugging on his tux jacket. He grabs my hands and pins them above my head and he leaves kisses towards my cheek, then jawline, and to my ear. "No baby, I do everything, you're getting punished for not calling me the right name" his breath, hot against my skin. My heart skips a beat. He then kissed my neck and goes lower, one hand pinning my arms, and the other tracing my body, I moan from how good it feels to be touched again.

"Make up your mind Kavinsky you don't get both" "Then let me have you"