Chapter 54
We decide on pizza for dinner, and choose an upbeat film. It's an Adam Sandler one I have not seen before. We snuggle together and tuck in, laughing along with the movie. I feel so comfortable but can't help but feel bad for Jimin. I hope he is going to be ok.
The titles roll on the screen and we decide to head to bed. We go into the bathroom together and brush our teeth, I wash my face and hands and head into my room. I sit on the edge of my bed to take off my clothes, sitting naked whilst looking through my drawer for something to sleep in and feel him lay on the bed behind me. His fingers trace up my spine setting of a terrific tingle. I look over my shoulder and he is naked too.
I swing my legs round so that I can lay next to him. His face is relaxed and his eyes look so hopeful. I squidge up closer to him, our hips touching and my breasts pressed up against his chest. I lift my head as he leans down and kisses me. It's soft and gentle like him, his hand cups my face and his thumb grazes my cheek. Our mouths part and our tongues entwine. The kiss intensifies and I feel him harden, my body reacting by flushing warm and my nipples waking up.
Our hands are stroking, our skin alive with sensitivity, our kiss has not stopped. I lift my leg and put it over his thigh wanting to get as close to him as possible. I graze my hand over his hip and tickle just above his pubic area, trying to tease him a little more but desperately wanting to touch his intimacy.
His lips leave mine and I feel him shift down on the bed so he can begin kissing me lower. Tender kisses are left across my neck and then from my shoulders to the top of my breasts, all the while his hands caressing me with faint touches intermingled with harder grabs of skin. He makes it to my nipples and I instinctively grab his hair, squeezing it pulling at it lightly.
His tongue slides over them and his lips brush them tentatively and every now and then I feel teeth making there presence known with a pinch of pain. We have been at this for a while, neither of us tipping it in to more, just enjoying the sensuality of each other. I'm beyond aroused, i'm blissful.
He encourages me on to my back and takes position in between my legs. First muted pecks adorn my inner thigh and with every dab of tongue comes a slow cool breath. I keep my eyes focused on him as his tongue reaches inside me and he looks right back at me. This is a level of connection I haven't had before. It feels so profound and intense I could cry, but my orgasm quickly eliminates this feeling. As I shudder he flicks my clitoris heightening the climax and my legs twitch.
"Come here" I gasp riding the wave of pleasure I am still feeling. He moves up my body and we kiss again, and my hand finds his throb. I eagerly work it up and down him and feel his stickiness on my fingers. He moans into my mouth, a deep sensual sound. He starts biting my earlobe and growls in my ear, the sort of noise he makes when he is rapping. I want him so badly, I need that final piece of connection between us. I move his shaft towards my body more and he pushes himself into me slowly, it sends shock waves all over me. He rocks his hips confidently but doesn't rush, he takes his time, we are making love. We are looking into each others eyes, emotion finds me and I feel like I am going to cry because I feel so close to him. "I love you" leaves my lips and he smiles wide, his dimples are deep, he increases his pace a little and kisses me until I feel him come before breathlessly saying it back to me.