36

Lauren Hart
The urgency to dive into the deep pool of desire brought us to the place I had developed a great liking to. Sean brought me to his home. We were in his room kissing with intense passion.
He broke the kiss and turned my back to him. He pressed me to him and slid the strap of my top and kissed the blade of my shoulder and rained wet kisses up to my neck. His lips touched my jaw as he slid another strap off my shoulder. And just like that, my top was peeled off my body, leaving me standing there in my skirt and heels.
I bit my lips and shut my eyes in shyness when I felt myself being lifted in the air. Then I was softly placed in the middle of the bed with him on top of me. I still hadn’t opened my eyes. Maybe it was the shyness of being open to him…my long time crush…who was now the love of my life.
I felt a kiss on the corner of my mouth that caused me to moan involuntarily.
“Open your eyes and watch me adore you, Lauren.” He whispered as he played with the tendrils of my hair and softly traced his finger on the side of my face. I mustered up the courage and opened my eyes. I found him staring at me; lovingly.
He smiled and pressed his lips against mine. He found my hands and tangled them around his neck. I was so lost in the kiss that I didn’t know when every single piece of cloth was shed off of my body.
Sean slowly stood up on his knees, watching me lay there; naked. “You are more beautiful than I have ever imagined you to be.”
“You have been imagining me in your bed?” I quirked an eyebrow as I questioned. I had no idea where my shyness flew away and I asked the daring question.
He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked down at me. “As if you haven’t been doing that?”
Feeling bold and spirited, I raised my upper body and balanced my weight on my hands. “What if I say no?”
“Then, Miss Lauren Hart…” He brought his face closer to mine and looked directly into my eyes. “I would say you are lying. Your eyes tell me the story of your intense wet desires for me. It’s hard to believe that you never dreamt of being with me…in my bed.” He smirked seductively.
I blushed. Hard. I did have imagined doing things with him. But why would I voice that out and embarrass myself more? I wasn’t that crazy or was I? I didn’t know.
He kissed my cheekbone and whispered. “I love it when you blush…but now is not the time for that.” He softly pushed me back on the bed and began to remove his shirt.
I gulped. It was probably the first time I was watching him shirtless. My lascivious eyes traveled down through his well-built chest to his perfectly carved abs and down to his V-line which gave me intense shudders. I licked my lips and looked back to his face and found him staring at me with a smirk.
“You can look and touch it all you want. I am all yours tonight.” He winked. I felt more confident; that’s what he had been doing to me. He always put me before himself. Just like now, he gave me the upper hand. Though I didn’t want it, I wanted him to take me to the wonderland of love. I wanted him to show me how much he strived for me.
Still, I traced my fingers over his abs and he groaned in response as his body shuddered under my touch. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I was gawking at his chiseled, well-sculpted body. My mouth watered at the delicious site.
Before I could blink, he confidently removed the other pieces of clothes that were hiding his lower body. My pupil enlarged and I gulped at the sight of his proud glory that stood erect. My core tightened and I rubbed my thighs together to lighten the tension forming in between.
Without uttering a word, he went down on me and parted my thighs. I gasped at his abrupt action. He gracefully worked down there. The mouth I have seen speaking skilfully was now pleasuring the most sensitive part of my body, making me aroused to the highest level. The fingers which I have seen skilfully signing the papers were now skilfully working on me-inside me.
Ripples of pleasure reverberated throughout my body. Gasps, moans, and whimpers of pleasure filled the room. I had been clutching the sheets tightly for my dear life since Sean had been devouring me like a hungry predator as if I was his prey.
Out of breath, I had been twisting my body but he had his tight hold around me which was stopping me from turning completely. He had caged me in his arms. I had become a moaning mess. It felt like a century he had been showing his amazing skills, but I was breathless. I had no idea how many times the fireball formed and erupted out but he never stopped. I was on the clouds of ecstasy but I wanted to breathe. I wanted a break. My body needed a bit of rest.
Did he not want to breathe? How could he hold such strength to work without taking a break?
I couldn’t take it anymore. Breathless, I shouted. “Gosh, Sean, do you want me to die!”
He stopped. His hold loosened unexpectedly. I breathed in relief as I slammed my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I finally received the air I was gasping for. I was breathing hard when suddenly I felt a sharp tug on my hair. I opened my eyes swiftly to come face to face with Sean-who had fury in his eyes.
What happened to him? I wondered.
“Don’t. Ever. Talk. About. Dying. Get that?” He breathed out sharply. I opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t form words. He was hurt by my words.
“I…Sean…” I stammered, trying to form accurate words to assure him I had just joked.
“I have gotten in love for the first time. I have received love for the first time. I don’t want to lose it. I don’t want to lose you, Lauren. Not now, not ever.” He whispered. His eyes showed fear of losing me, but he didn’t know that I wasn’t going anywhere. I had already planned to keep him glued to me whether he wanted it or not.
I slowly brought my hands up to his face and cupped it. “I am not going anywhere, Sean,” I whispered, caressing his face with my thumbs. “I am sorry for saying that.”
“You better be!” He exclaimed sternly and crashed his lips on mine, giving me the taste of myself. The kiss was rough and punishing yet full of love.
He then gave all of the spotlights to my breasts. He pinched, nibbled, sucked, and bit them, making me drenched in the pool of desire.
He moved up and again attacked my lips. While kissing he brushed his hands down through my curves. My curves never felt so loving and on fire ever before; his touch ignited my body with a fire of passion. His lips moved to the crook of my neck where I found myself closing my eyes to feel him. He left wet kissing and nibbled there. His hands went to my hips and rubbed them soothingly before they went to my thighs and in a swift motion, he spread them apart making me more open to him. I felt him; all of him against me. I felt hot.
Sparks erupted in my body with full force with the thought of him inside me. My feminine anatomy throbbed for some activity.
All the voices in my brain weakened and only dense desire flowed through the veins. Sean raised his head and stretched my arms at my side and interlocked his fingers with mine. I, in response, intertwined them tightly with his.
“You ready?” He breathed out.
Was I? Without any doubt, I was! I was ready to give myself to him.
“Yes,” I whispered, looking directly into his eyes.
He smiled and tightly squeezed my hands on my sides and gave me a lingering kiss before he finally penetrated me.
I gasped at the sudden force. He stopped; didn’t move. My eyes closed and I bit my lower lip to stop myself from screaming out yet a whimper escaped my throat.
“Lauren.” I heard him whisper. I fought with myself to open my eyes and gazed into Sean’s eyes.
“You okay?” His concern filled eyes studied my face. He was worried about me, not caring about his own pain of not moving which was clearly visible on his face. His breathing was ragged too.
“I am okay.” I smiled to give assurance that I wasn’t in pain, just a little discomfort was there.
He accessed my face for a while and when he was assured that I was okay, he hid his face in the crook of my neck and began to move. Slowly. Very slowly.
I shivered at his every thrust. Every inch of my body began to dissolve into his. My heart throbbed against my chest. I could bet that he could feel my every heartbeat through his chest. His lips wandered around my neck, going to my shoulder blade where he skimmed his teeth in my flesh causing me to moan loudly. His pace was slow…too slow for my liking and it was killing my patience.
“Sean…” I had no idea when I groaned his name. He stopped -again- which made me whimper in need.
“What?” He asked as he raised his head. I bit the corner of my lower lip to stop myself from whimpering again.
“Why did you stop?” I asked in exasperation. My chest was heaving heavily. I fucking wanted him to move faster and he stopped?
“You were saying something.” His eyes displayed amusement. He was enjoying this; he was enjoying torturing me.
“What do you want?” He asked, enjoying every bit of my torturous state.
“Ugh, Sean I want you to move,” I shouted. My body was pulsating in need and hunger.
“I was doing only that.” He said oh-so innocently but I saw the smile that tugged the corner of his lips. Jerk!
“Faster Sean! Faster!” I gritted my teeth. “You are making me go crazy because of your pace.”
“But darling you are already crazy and you know that.” He laughed.
That’s it! I was drained out of patience.
I squinted my eyes and shot him deathly glares. He was deliberately getting on my nerves. “Sean, I swear if you take a second longer to move I will kick your balls,” I screamed.
Ripples of laughter vibrated through his body. “You are so cute my hulk. You are a ticking time bomb.” He let of my hand and squeezed my cheek. “If you kick my balls then how will you get pleasure?”
“Sean,” I warned him, and before I could shower him with more threats he crashed his lips on mine. He brought my hands around his neck then he circled his arms around my waist.
“Get ready for the ride, baby.”
Then he did it. He gave me what I wanted-I needed. He rammed into me. Then he showed his pace. Groaning, he pounded mercilessly and I did not have any complaint. His every thrust heightened my need for him. I accepted him completely.
“You like this, huh?” He grunted while making sharp moves. I had lost the ability to speak. My eyes rolled inside with his every push. My replies to his every question were now just moans and whimpers.
“I love you, Lauren. A lot.” He breathed while making love to me passionately.
I felt him. I felt every word; he meant every single word.
“I love you too, Sean.” I breathed out as I tugged his hair.
He honored my body with love. He showered all his love onto me. He fulfilled my every wish and request. He took me to ecstasy many a time and silenced my hunger of desire. He pleasured me with love and respect. He showed his care.
And that’s all I needed. Sean. His attention. His love. His respect. His care. All of him.
I received all of it.