π| TWENTY ONE

***This pretty thing might just be what I have been waiting for all my life...

~Carmen~

Despite the fact that you had brought her there with another intent, you found yourself drawn to her dark eyes, to her. Under the bright lights in the suite, the bronzer of her makeup shone softly, making her look beauteous. She stared back at you, her eyes mirroring the emotions and tension in yours. You can see her wet with her tongue her full lips which go ahead to part gently, invitingly. Her chest was also rising and falling slowly in anticipation.

You swallowed softly as your blood warmed, your head and senses filling with the liquid -not literally. You wiped your palms ponderously on your red pants in an attempt to control the feelings currently skyrocketing in you. It had been a really bad idea to bring her there, to an enclosed space with just the both of you. She was making you lose your mind. Your hands finally find its way to the pockets of your red pants. And you just stood studying every bit of her.

Honestly, she looked like a sexy nervous mess to you from where you stood not far away from her. Her hands were disgusting and she had a needy unsure look on her face. You could discern the pleading look in her dark eyes. She was begging, begging desperately without saying a word to be touched, kissed, cherished.

Damn! And that you will give to her!

You had made up your mind in that time. You will have her nonetheless. You covered the little space between the both of you, standing before her in a blink. Your hands left the deep of your pockets as you stared down at her from your height. You brought them to her pretty face, tenderly cupping it. Your eyes searched hers for a moment before you lowered your head and your mouth began to search hers.

The effect of that fleshy silent but passionate meeting was fire, hot and merciless, raising and consuming the whole of you. She moaned then in satisfaction, melting like cocoa powder in hot water in gratitude against you, her hands snacking around your neck drawing you to her. You deepened the kiss, your tongue diving into her mouth in a hot but slow invasion. You grew hot with need with each spotless wet stroke. Her body responded to your assault in your arms. Something dark and dangerous sizzled to life in you just as you felt the blood quickly rushing into her nipples, tightening them into thick hard beads. 

She moaned softly, liking what you were doing to her and her body, craving more of it. Desire raced through you at the hotel erotic sounds she was making in your ears, filling your sex Your teeth nibbled lazily on her full bottom lips. She moaned as you pressed closer, drawing her into you. She cried softly in surrender, completely unable to fight it; the need you aroused in her, the sensations your kisses were conjuring, the warm frottage of your bodies. Your mouth sought her neck, leaving wet trails from her lips to the sweet groove, your fingers curving around her neck in a subtle neck choke. Your tongue ran over her smooth caramel skin severally before you lightly sank your teeth into her flesh.

~OmaPhinaPhire🔥