“You have some really pretty freckles.” His warm breath tickled against her cheek. He moved his hands up her arms, caressing them softly with gentle touches that made her skin tingle.
It was an innocent touch, yet she felt like she could combust at any second. He was only a few inches away, his lips dangerously close to hers.
His voice sent shivers down her spine. She wanted him, badly. The thought of him filled her entire being, making her blood heat and pumping adrenaline through her veins. His fingertips traveled farther up, brushing lightly along the side of her neck. Her eyes flew open when he began to trace one of the marks left by the previous week.
“That one looks really good…” he whispered, pressing his lips to her skin.
She closed her eyes, allowing herself to be lost in his touch. She let him lead, enjoying the way his lips worked over her skin.
He placed light kisses along her neck as he continued to trail his fingers over the spot. He gently ran his fingers across the sensitive area where he had just kissed.
He trailed the path back up, tracing the other mark before finally stopping at the corner of her mouth. The small distance between their bodies was becoming unbearable for her, and when he finally pressed his lips against her, she couldn’t stop herself from moaning into the kiss.
His hands moved lower down her sides, running his fingers up beneath her shirt. One hand brushed against her stomach while the other wrapped around her waist.
The heat between them grew stronger as his hands roamed higher, grazing over the front of her jeans. He slipped his tongue past her lips, asking for entrance which she gladly granted.
Their tongues fought for dominance, causing both parties to gasp for air.
He pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against hers. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said, his voice husky.
She smiled, placing her hands on either side of his face. “Me neither.”
He leaned forward again, capturing her lips once more. This time, he didn’t pull away. Instead, he deepened the kiss, moving his hands to cup her breasts.
They were warm and full and completely perfect. He squeezed her nipples as he deepened the kiss. She moaned quietly as her fingers tangled themselves in his hair.
They kissed for what seemed like hours, not wanting to break apart no matter how much they wanted to.
Her head spun with all the thoughts whirring around in her mind. Her brain refused to shut off.
All she could do was think about how amazing it felt when his hands touched her body. She wondered if it would ever get old. If there was something she’d always crave, then this is what it must be like. The thought caused a smile to spread across her face.
She knew that there was nothing like having his hands everywhere, touching her body in ways that she never imagined possible. She knew that he loved to tease her, and she enjoyed doing the same to him.
When his hands slid beneath her shirt, she shivered at the feel of his fingers trailing slowly up her rib cage. Her heart pounded wildly as his thumb rubbed circles into the skin of her stomach.
A small whimper escaped her throat as his hand drifted to her breast. She arched into him, desperate for him to take possession of her.
As soon as she felt his lips move down her neck, she bit her bottom lip hard and painfully moaned.
He stopped immediately, looking up at her with wide eyes.
“Did I hurt you?” His voice was laced with concern. His large hands cupped her face, stroking her cheeks gently. “Tell me what you did I do wrong and where I hurt you?.”
The words left her mouth before she could even think. “No. You didn’t hurt me… It was just a moan.”
“I want you to touch me more.”
His dark eyes softened at her request. He pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it onto the floor.
In return, he kissed down her collarbone. She tilted her head back so he could reach her earlobe. He sucked gently on her lobe, causing her hips to jerk forward. He chuckled softly and continued down her body.
Her pants were kicked away and his fingers slipped inside her panties. He flicked her clit playfully, eliciting another loud moan from her lips.
He pushed the rest of her underwear off, exposing her naked body. She lay spread eagle underneath him. He smiled triumphantly as he took in the sight of her.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly. His fingers stroked her wet folds, teasing her core. She squirmed under him, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders. Her eyes were screwed shut and she let out soft groans, trying desperately to fight the feelings building inside her. Just when she thought she might explode, he stopped, his fingers retreating from her core.
She opened her eyes and met his gaze. His expression was intense, his pupils blown wide.
“Take me now.” He stared at her, unmoving. “Please, I need you.”
He watched her closely before he moved toward her. Once again, he kissed her. The sensation sent sparks exploding throughout her body. He pulled away and rolled onto his back beside her.
His breathing was heavy. His fingers toyed with her nipple as his other hand stroked her hip. Her legs automatically curled around his waist, pulling him closer.
She moaned, unable to contain the sounds escaping her lips. His mouth travelled down her jawline until he reached her collar bone. He pressed two kisses on each of her breasts, sucking the soft skin into his mouth. She cried out in surprise, grabbing fistfuls of his curls. His kisses moved further south until he reached her pussy. He looked up at her and smirked.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xt6gv8/loving_making_of_two_lovers_part_one_f26_m27
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