The knot of countless tingles inside me came undone upon his unerring tongue like a bolt. White silence corrupted my throat, a strange grasp of pleasure all over my body.
Yet, the strong strokes of his tongue continued flicking deep into me, the tender pain of his knuckles around my thighs splashing an intolerable and unyielding wave of voltage.
His whimpers now turned into hunger, surged a burn in my groin. But my crumbling body screamed for a respite.
My strengthless hand reached to his hair and yanked his insatiable mouth away. "That's it." I murmured, my throat so hoarse I couldn't recognize my own voice.
His heavy, igniting breaths mixed with mine was a magic I had longed to hear. Just a moment ago, he had delivered a pleasure, to which I'll travel again and again in times of despair. I knew my body and soul would not let him go until the hunger in me was no longer existential. It had found what it had been looking for. And now it wanted more.
My melted bones gathered themselves, I stood up, looming over him underneath my legs — the posture, and the desire in his eyes shot at the center of my heart, scratching the burn in my groin.
"Get up." The hunger had truly taken over me, my tone colored black — the kind which jittered even my bones.
He stood up like a mountain yet as fragile as flower petals against the touch of burning sun.
How could he look like that, act like that and be … like that?
My lungs scrunched as I breathed and shoved his enormous body on the mattress. A light whimper escaped his lips while my limbs moved on their own and crawled upon his prowling body – the sight of his frowning eyebrows over those darting, awaiting eyes and breaths trembling out of those plump, pink lips – a piece of meat for me.
I travelled from the course of his twitching body right to the point where everything froze – an inch from his lips. His cheeks were the color of a tender pink on the palate, the ocean in his eyes deeper for that distance, — calling for me.
A breath froze in my chest, a voice echoing in my ears — take him. A grumble pooled in my throat as my lips found what they have been looking for.
Our lips met like firecrackers to the sky while I sat on his abdomen, my fingers slipping into the back of his neck.
The inches between us collided, the warmth of his chest piercing through mine. His gentle grasp over my waist made my muscles wobbly, a chill sizzling up my spin as I inhaled through my nose and deepened the kiss.
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Everything is just a rough draft right now. I hope you enjoy reading this one, because I'm changing the way of writing explicit scenes.
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