Smutttt....
If only my life were this exciting.

She woke up from being passed out after watching a movie cuddled up next to him. Rubbing her eyes and looking around confused, her heart sunk a little when he was no where to be found. She knew he was a gentleman and wouldn't make a move unless she made one first...when she was ready. Did he leave?

So much of her wanted him to just take her. She was more than ready. She was so hung up on the idea that maybe he didn't want her like that? She flung herself back against the bed and let out a loud groan.

"You going to be okay over there?"

She jumped at hearing his sexy deep tone. Suddenly a little embarrassed, she lifted herself up on her elbows to find this sexy man standing in her doorway. She smirked and slowly nodded.

"I thought maybe you had left."

He lifted himself off of the door frame he had been leaning on and very slowly made his way back to the bed.  She noticed his eyes glued to one particular spot and looked to see what was so intriguing. She had one leg at bended knee and slightly apart from her other leg. Realizing she had a dress on in the process.  Her insecurities screamed for her to situate herself, but she didn't. Instead she opened her legs a little wider and watched as his pupils dilated.  As he drew closer, her heart rate sped up.

He leaned down with one knee on the bed. He very slowly ran one hand from the back of her calf to her thigh matching his agonizing pace to lay beside her. She laid back against the pillows and watched his every move. He paused his hand right before making it to the rim of her lace panties.

He looked up to meet her gaze and what she saw was someone else. A hunger like never before in his eyes and god did it make her want him even more.

"Is this okay? What I'm doing... you're okay with it?"

She quickly nodded her head not wanting to wait one more second to feel his touch where she wanted it most. 

"I just wanted to make sure before I claimed what's mine."

Mine. Such a simple word, but coming out of his mouth as he was seconds away from ripping off her panties seemed like it made that word the only word in the dictionary that mattered. 

Mine she thought... was she his? They never really talked about what they were. Not that she didn't want to or want to be. That's in fact the only thing she wanted to be. His.

Without overthinking what she was about to do, she wrapped her hand around the back of his head and pulled his lips onto hers.  There was no cute little butterfly kisses or even taking it slow ones. These kisses were filled with pure desire and they were frantic.

All hesitation she had went out the window. She was no longer insecure or worried about anything. She wanted to feel him in all ways possible.

His hand continued on its path to slipping under her dress and moved her lace panties to the side. She arched her back pushing her breasts up against him as he slowly inserted two fingers feeling her completely wet soaked pussy. She was dripping for him. He watched her face as he began to move his fingers with satisfying ease. Her mouth fell open and her eyes clinched shut as pleasure took over her body.

She couldn't keep still as her hips rolled, grinding against his fingers. She bit her bottom lip to conceal her moans, but he reached up to cup her face, his thumb setting her lip free as he ran it along.

"Don't. I want to hear you. How I can make you feel."

Nervous.. she was only able to shake her head in agreement.

She looked up to see his mesmerizing eyes trail from her lips down her body to the place that made him lick his lips. Her breathing quickening under his watchful gaze.

He was every bit of the term "walking sex." She couldn't take her eyes off of him. His deep depth of green eyes swallowed her whole. She swore one eye radiated of his softer side when the other one showed many dark secrets he would never tell a soul. She was completely his whether he wanted her in that way or not.

She reached up to move his messy styled hair away from his gorgeous face. She ran her hand along his jawline and over his beard, another incredible turn on.

She was in complete awe of this man.  She could tell him how she felt. Everything that she felt. That she believed she had fallen in love with him, but he seemed like the type of man who would run. Part of his dark secrets he'd never tell she was sure. Also she couldn't dare be the idiot who was in it for a total different purpose than he seemed to be. What was all of it for she often found herself wondering.

He snapped her out of her thoughts by slowly kissing down over her clothed breasts not leaving an inch untouched by his lips.  Automatically like his touch was magic her back arched pushing her breasts further into him.  He looked up with a sexy smirk and removed his fingers placing them to his mouth licking and mmming as though she were the sweetest taste he's ever had.

She could tell her face must've also given him a satisfaction as he smirked once more  taking his fingers  and placing them across her lips. A move she never thought could turn her on and had her wanting to beg him for whatever he was willing to give.

Still working on it  🥵