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As Jace breaks away from my lips, I watch him moving down to my neck to leave sweet little kisses all over it. I try not to giggle at the sensation, but I'm quickly distracted from laughing, when Jace starts grinding into me gently. A little sigh escapes my mouth right away, as my eyes fall shut again. I wrap my arms around his neck, to have him closer to me.

I feel all of him against the tiny fabric of my underwear and I could explode right then and there, almost having to shudder when he removes himself from me slightly. His hand finds its way under my, or rather his, shirt, so he can pull it upwards. I lean forward and it falls onto the floor quickly.  Jace returns to my neck, and his kisses wander deeper and deeper. From over my collarbone, through the middle of my chest, to my belly button and lower stomach. He stops right on the brim of my underwear and my heart starts to race even faster than before. Kissing me on my very inner thigh, I can tell that he's trying to tease me. But in a good way, not in a mean way. 

His fingers find their way under each side of my panties and I can't help but squirm under his touch. I open my eyes, and Jace's are already staring right back at me. Not being able to stand this any longer I look at him intensely, almost begging him to keep going. He understands right away, and I feel him sliding my underwear down my legs. Before he comes back up to me, he grabs my ankle with his right hand. Continuing to place kisses on my leg, he lingers on the very spot I got my tattoo in. I can't help but notice the slight smirk that is forming on his face when he does so. Like he's proud of his girl, for getting another tattoo. For sharing something with him that he loves.

I remember the time I didn't know if I was his girl. Back then I had wondered almost every day if I should talk to him about it or not. That feels like forever ago, even though it hasn't even been a year. And now that we're together basically every day, my feelings for this boy only get stronger with every minute that passes. It's scary, that he could break me so easily if he wanted to. But I wouldn't change it for the world. There's no one else for me, it's him. And it always will be. 

Jace is unusually quiet today. I wonder why, but I can't think about it any longer. The finger entering me distracts me from my train of thought, and so does the thumb drawing circles on me at the same time. I let my head fall back onto the pillow, giving Jace access to my neck once again. If this continues another second, I will explode. And I don't want to. Not yet.

"Jace" I breathe out, placing my own hand on his to stop him.  It feels like I broke his trance as he looks up to me expectantly. I can't find the right words, but I'm glad when he rediscovers his.

"Talk to me" he says, almost begging me. I don't know why, but it seems like Jace is really sensitive today. Vulnerable almost. 

"You have to stop. I want you" I say with slightly reddening cheeks, listening to him. Jace gives me a slight nod, and places his right hand on my cheek. He kisses me passionately, giving me the freedom to place my own hands on his boxers to slide them down his legs. Shortly after I feel what I've been wanting to feel. Jace enters me slowly, but quickly picks up his pace. We both needed this today, not one us minding the little rush. Jace hovers over me and I feel more protected than I ever have, like I always do in this situation. His hand moves to the back of my neck, over to my head. He goes deep while pulling on my hair gently.

Quiet moans escape my mouth and I can tell that we're both very close. I lift my hips in his direction and even Jace lets out a sigh. He leans his head onto mine as his hand moves from my head to my throat. He's not choking me, he's just placing his hands there firmly. Before meeting Jace, I never knew that a tight feeling around my throat could feel good too. His action throws me over the edge and I feel him releasing into me shortly after. His body tenses for a few seconds, until he fully relaxes again. The only thing that can be heard in this room are our heavy breaths. Jace places a kiss on my head before letting himself fall onto the bed.

Without saying a word, I quickly get up to take care of my business in the bathroom, before I return to the bed. Jace is still really quiet, and I don't know why, but it bothers me. He opens his arm right away, wanting me to place my head on his chest. I do just that, drawing little circles on him with my finger.  "You were quiet today" I whisper shyly, feeling stupid for bringing it up.  But I can't stop thinking about it. 

"Really? Well, fuck. Maybe I'm going soft" he jokes with me, but his smile quickly fades. "I don't know... I just needed that today. I fucking love you, Mila. And I wish I could do more to help you" he adds, making my heart melt away. 

I can feel myself tearing up slightly from all these emotions today. I lean up and wrap both of my hands around his face, cupping it. "I fucking love you too. And you help me every single day" I say quietly, smiling softly.  I know that me cussing will put a smile on his face. And so it does. 

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