I grab his face and tug it so he's looking at me. His eyes dark and pretty "I want you, kotehok and I know you want me so let's not pretend anymore, da?" He doesn't try to pull away from me this time. He lets it happen. For once he doesn't fight and neither do I. I pull him closer to me and I let my lips drag along his neck and then his jaw. He shivers as he moves, pushing me back and straddling my hips. Then he's attacking my skin. Sucking and biting on my lower lips. His tongue gliding on the spots his teeth and lips can't get. I let my hands roam his slim waist. His skin is so very soft. God, he's really killing me. He moves and moves. Wiggling above me. His hips rolling on top of mine. Pushing himself against me, he lets out little groans. I should be freaking out right now. I'm kissing the enemy and I just cannot bring myself to stop. He tastes good. Feels good. What would my father say about this?
19 parts