and my intake of breath to come in shallow. I want him to kiss me so bad.
He works his lips over my neck, making sure he lands on every single sensitive spot. By the time he makes it to my lips I can’t take it anymore. I roll over and grab his face bringing his lips onto mine, and his body over mine. The kiss is anything but gentle, there’s need and possession as he nips at my lips to open wider.
Our tongues collide with one another’s. A growl emits from his chest, as he pushes me harder into the couch. With his legs separating mine, I arch my body into his wanting every single part of us to be touching; for our clothes to fall to the floor, for the most intimate parts of us to become one. His hand delves into my hair as he uses the other one to hold himself off of me.
“I want to take you so bad…” He grunts out. I run my hands through his hair and over the muscles in his back pulling his lips back onto mine. Yeah we might be moving too fast, but no one said we had to have sex.
“I love you…” I say breathlessly against his mouth. I push him up softly, and he pulls himself off of me hesitantly. It’s time for a position switch up. I may be inexperienced with sex, but I do know how to kiss. I push him into a sitting position and straddle him.
“You’re such a bad girl, pretty girl.” He says mischievously, his voice is deep and dangerous. If this was anyone else I would be scared, but I’m not. The fact that I can make him feel this way thrills me. It sets a fire to my insides, liquefying them.
I take hold of him the way he does me, breathing life back into him one slow, torturous kiss at a time. I swivel my hips into his groin, and I’m rewarded with a deep growl that sends a satisfied smile onto to my face. His hands stop any further advancement though as I look down at him. His pupils are dilated and he’s taking deep breaths through his nose.
“I would love for you to continue what you’re doing, but if you don’t stop I won’t be liable for taking you right here, right now.” His tone is serious even though there is a tiny smile pulling at his lips. I pull myself off of his lap, disappointed that we couldn’t go further. I know that waiting right now is the right thing to do, but it doesn’t make it any easier to peel myself off of him.
He must see the disappointment written all over my face because he grips my chin in his hand bringing my eyes up to meet his. “Never, think that I don’t want you Jenna. I will always want you. This…” he says bringing my hand down to his bulging erection, my eyes growing wide. “That is from you and you alone. You feel that? That’s what you do to me.” He moves my hand ever so slowly over his length, his eyes closing as he leans his head back.
“This Jenna, this is how you make me feel. It’s never enough with you. I want you every minute of every day for the rest of my life.” His breaths are coming out shallow, and his voice is raspy and deep. I move my hand faster, upping the pace. He pulls his hand off of mine, and I’m feeling confident. I pull the front of his drawstring shorts down exposing the muscles of his stomach. With my other hand I trace the planes of his abs, wanting to lick every indentation. I work my way back down to his very large erection. Where I should feel timid I don’t, he’s put the power and control in my hands and I love it.
I pull his length out of his underwear, my eyes bulge and I gasp as I take him in. In this moment he looks beautiful, he looks strong, and as if he’s in a frenzy.
“Fuck.” He mutters between clenched teeth. I bite my lip, and smile. Fuck yeah.
I run my finger tip over the head. I hear his breath intake and I look up to gauge his expression, adoration is clear to me as his eyes turn to slits. I grip him
He works his lips over my neck, making sure he lands on every single sensitive spot. By the time he makes it to my lips I can’t take it anymore. I roll over and grab his face bringing his lips onto mine, and his body over mine. The kiss is anything but gentle, there’s need and possession as he nips at my lips to open wider.
Our tongues collide with one another’s. A growl emits from his chest, as he pushes me harder into the couch. With his legs separating mine, I arch my body into his wanting every single part of us to be touching; for our clothes to fall to the floor, for the most intimate parts of us to become one. His hand delves into my hair as he uses the other one to hold himself off of me.
“I want to take you so bad…” He grunts out. I run my hands through his hair and over the muscles in his back pulling his lips back onto mine. Yeah we might be moving too fast, but no one said we had to have sex.
“I love you…” I say breathlessly against his mouth. I push him up softly, and he pulls himself off of me hesitantly. It’s time for a position switch up. I may be inexperienced with sex, but I do know how to kiss. I push him into a sitting position and straddle him.
“You’re such a bad girl, pretty girl.” He says mischievously, his voice is deep and dangerous. If this was anyone else I would be scared, but I’m not. The fact that I can make him feel this way thrills me. It sets a fire to my insides, liquefying them.
I take hold of him the way he does me, breathing life back into him one slow, torturous kiss at a time. I swivel my hips into his groin, and I’m rewarded with a deep growl that sends a satisfied smile onto to my face. His hands stop any further advancement though as I look down at him. His pupils are dilated and he’s taking deep breaths through his nose.
“I would love for you to continue what you’re doing, but if you don’t stop I won’t be liable for taking you right here, right now.” His tone is serious even though there is a tiny smile pulling at his lips. I pull myself off of his lap, disappointed that we couldn’t go further. I know that waiting right now is the right thing to do, but it doesn’t make it any easier to peel myself off of him.
He must see the disappointment written all over my face because he grips my chin in his hand bringing my eyes up to meet his. “Never, think that I don’t want you Jenna. I will always want you. This…” he says bringing my hand down to his bulging erection, my eyes growing wide. “That is from you and you alone. You feel that? That’s what you do to me.” He moves my hand ever so slowly over his length, his eyes closing as he leans his head back.
“This Jenna, this is how you make me feel. It’s never enough with you. I want you every minute of every day for the rest of my life.” His breaths are coming out shallow, and his voice is raspy and deep. I move my hand faster, upping the pace. He pulls his hand off of mine, and I’m feeling confident. I pull the front of his drawstring shorts down exposing the muscles of his stomach. With my other hand I trace the planes of his abs, wanting to lick every indentation. I work my way back down to his very large erection. Where I should feel timid I don’t, he’s put the power and control in my hands and I love it.
I pull his length out of his underwear, my eyes bulge and I gasp as I take him in. In this moment he looks beautiful, he looks strong, and as if he’s in a frenzy.
“Fuck.” He mutters between clenched teeth. I bite my lip, and smile. Fuck yeah.
I run my finger tip over the head. I hear his breath intake and I look up to gauge his expression, adoration is clear to me as his eyes turn to slits. I grip him
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