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"THIS IS WRONG." I mumbled against his swollen lips that has been smashed against mine in a lustful kiss that has been going on for more than a minute.
My body was on top of the kitchen counter, his body stood between my legs with his hands roaming around my body underneath my shirt and my own hands tugging of his hair and holding the back of his neck and cupping his jaw to pull him closer to me every now and then.
"But it feels so damn good," He pulled away from my lips, trailing kisses all over my jawline instead. "doesn't it baby?" I didn't want to answer.
I was still in shock of what we were doing, I wanted to pull away so bad and yell at him for kissing me but at the same time, I just want to kiss him again and again. I knew I shouldn't be doing this but I couldn't help it, it's like my body was some magnet that he's attracting.
He's right.
This is wrong but damn it feels so good to feel him touching me and kissing me everywhere.
I missed it so much.
"Answer me, bub." He roughly slammed his hips against mine, pressing his hardening crotch against mine that was craving his attention. "Doesn't this feel good?" He repeats his question as his kisses drifted down to my neck, searching for my soft spot.
"Fuck." I moaned out once he found it within seconds. He smirked, still kissing and nipping of the skin of my neck. My eyes connected with his for a quick second before I looked away in embarrassment. He knew exactly every single spot of my body like the back of his hand and I don't know whether to find it hot or not. "It feels good." My fingers tugging on the locks behind his neck.
"You're making me so fucking hard." He grinds his hardening crotch against my panties that were becoming damp any second.
I gasped, feeling how hard he was making me even wetter. I could feel his hard length as he slowly grinds to make me feel every inch of his hardening cock that were beneath his shorts. My eyes glanced at it, noticing how you could tell he wasn't wearing anything under his shorts. My eyes widened at the sight of the outline of his hard cock, noticing how it was bigger than I remember.
"You wearing this short ass shirt with your fucking ass hanging out." He panted heavily, reattaching our lips as he speaks to me. "You're a fucking tease, you know that?" He slipped his hand under my ass, squeezing it lightly. "You want to be fucked, don't you?" I rolled my eyes at him but nodded anyway, feeling the need to feel more of his hands around me. "You needs a real man's cock, huh baby?"
I usually would start yelling at him for throwing shade at Sammy but I would be lying if I said it didn't sound hot coming from him. Seeing him get all bothered and hot when he thinks about Sammy touching me instead of him. I love making him jealous so I started to tease him just to make him more rough, which I lowkey loves and he knows.
"If I want a real man's cock, I would go to Sammy's house and beg for his cock." I whispered into his ear seductively, fighting the growing smirk on my lips. I dug my teeth into my lower lip, watching him tense up getting all heated while he clenched his jaw his nose flaring.
"Is that right?" Squeezing my ass harder.
"Mhm," my fingers twirling a long strand of his hard. It was my turn to tease him and suck on his neck. I blew warm air on his skin then nipped on the spot I knew was his soft spot. It was fascinating how we could read each other's body and remember every single spot like the back of our hands. "He's so fucking big. He would fill me up every time. Man, I love his cock. It makes me have fucking multiple orgasms and shit—" He suddenly fisted my hair and tilted my head back. I stopped talking in shock but the corners of my lips curled into a smirk.
"You're teasing me again, aren't you?" I bite harder on my bottom lip, not answering his question. "You think you can fool me? What exactly are you trying to do, huh?" He pulled his hand away from my ass, slipping them underneath my shirt as they raise up all the way up to my bare boobs cupping them. He smirked in surprised when he noticed I wasn't wearing a bra. "What are you doing to me, Holland?" He said through his gritted teeth, squeezing the flesh of my breath roughly but not too rough that it hurts, rough enough to get me even more aroused and impatient for him.
"I want you to get rough." I said truthfully, growing impatient.
"Rough, huh?" He gives them one more squeeze before he trailed one of his hands down to my thighs. I quickly shut my legs close, little embarrassed about the damp spot on my panties. The smug smirk on his face grew, using his hand to open my legs for him then moved his hand to my inner thigh, his fingers tracing random shapes on my warm skin. His other hand was placed on my lower back, holding me tightly close to his chest. "You want me to fuck you real rough, don't you?" I flutter my eyes close, enjoying the feeling of his hand inching closer to where I needed him the most.
This is so wrong. I can't believe that I'm in the kitchen in the middle of the night, making out and fucking touching me underneath my shirt. I can't even believe myself for letting myself allow him to even come near me. I can't believe I kissed him again when I promised myself I shouldn't. Everything we are doing at the moment is so wrong, I can name multiple reasons why it's wrong but why does it feel so right and good? Why does he have an affect on me? Why every time he speaks, my knees go weak for him? Why do I shudder under his touch? Most of all, why do I want him to keep going?
"Please," I found myself begging for him to keep going and touch me where I wanted and needed him the most. I want to feel him again because damn, I missed his touch so much. I leaned down to press kissing around his neck, blowing cool air on his soft spot that I left a mark on. He wrapped his arm around my waist and hoisting me up from the kitchen counter. I immediately locked my ankles at his back and held him close as he speed walks to his room.
Seconds later, my body was thrown on his comfy bed. I dug my teeth onto my lip, staring at the back of his head as he turned around to shut the door, locking it just in case. He turned back around and he had this look in his face that made me weak on my knees.
His eyes were a shade darker, filled with lust. His cheeks were a little pink which I found adorable, but the smile he had plastered on his lips made my heart skip a beat and butterflies to appear in my stomach.
I teasingly gape my legs open with the edge of my shirt hitched up, exposing my panties and a bit of skin of my stomach. As he stood in front of the bed, i gaped my legs more open revealing more of my underwear and the damp spot. I brought my finger to my mouth, biting it gently with a seductive smirk on my lips. I watched as his eyes flickered to the area between my legs, his breath hitching and jaw clenching.