Chapter 14
Kisses with deep emotions.
NOTE: This chapter has intense sex scene, only for those above 18+
Stella POV.
The air between us felt thick, heavy, like something was about to break. I couldn't ignore the way he was looking at me, those dark eyes, full of intensity, like he was seeing right through me, past all the walls I'd carefully built.
I could feel the pull, something magnetic drawing me closer to him, something I hadn't felt in a long time.
He leaned in, ever so slightly, and my breath hitched. I could smell the faint scent of cologne mixed with something darker, something dangerous, and my body responded before my mind could catch up. The tension between us was unbearable now, too real, too raw.
"You look fucking good" he whispered, his voice low, almost like a growl. His hand reached for mine, fingers brushing lightly against my skin, sending a spark of electricity straight through me. "I can't stop thinking about fucking you until you beg for mercy"
I swallowed, my heart pounding. My mind screamed at me to pull away, to stop this madness before it went too far. But my body betrayed me. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe. All I could do was look at him, and fantasize about his words.
His thumb gently traced the edge of my jaw, a soft caress that made my skin burn. His gaze dropped to my lips, and I knew exactly what was coming. I could see the hunger there, the unspoken desire, and for once, I didn't want to fight it.
I closed my eyes just as his lips touched mine, tentative at first, like he was testing to see if I would pull away. I didn't. Instead, I leaned into him, my fingers instinctively threading through his hair, pulling him closer.
His kiss deepened immediately, and it was like a switch had flipped. The world around us vanished, and all I could feel was him. His lips were soft, but insistent, as though he was claiming me, marking me as his. My pulse raced, my body responding to his every touch, every movement.
His hands found their way to my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I felt the heat of his body seep into mine. The kiss grew more urgent, more desperate, as if we both needed this, needed each other, in a way that was almost impossible to understand.
I moaned softly into the kiss, the sound swallowed by his mouth, and he responded with a low groan, his hands sliding down my back, pulling me even tighter. I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, the quick, uneven rhythm of his breath, and it made my head spin.
For a moment, I thought about pulling away, about stopping before this got out of hand. But then he kissed me again, harder this time, and I couldn't think. I couldn't care. All I wanted was him, right here, right now.
His lips left mine, trailing down to my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. My hands tightened in his hair, urging him closer, needing him closer.
"Don't stop," I whispered, my voice thick with desire, my breath coming in shallow gasps. "Please."
He chuckled softly against my skin, a sound that sent a thrill through me. "You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his lips brushing against my neck again. "I can't get enough of you."
His words, low and raw, made my heart race even faster, and I felt myself melting into him, losing myself in the sensation of his lips on my skin, his hands on my body. I didn't care about the consequences, didn't care about anything except the feeling of his touch.
When he kissed me again, it was deeper, more consuming than before. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All I could do was surrender to him, to the way he made me feel alive, like nothing else mattered in the world but this kiss,
We kept on kissing, feeling the warmth of each other's lips and bodies close with space in between them.
"Should we take this to the next level", he asked his voice deep as his blue eyes locked in mine.
I couldn't answer, my body was on fire. I was too lost in the fire that I could only nod in response to what he said.
"Who are you?" I managed to say while trying to catch my breath.
"Call me a mysterious man," he muttered as he kissed the base of my neck.
"You're fucking damn sexy" he murmured, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.
A tinge of pleasure coursed through me which made me shiver. "You don't even know me."
"I know enough."
Without warning, he pulled me closer as he carried me into a room, at this point I don't even know why I was. The alcohol had taken all atoms of consciousness I had, I was purely moving on instincts and my body desires.
And right now, my body desires this mysterious man dick in me.
As He placed me on the bed, our lips collided in a kiss that was anything but tentative. It was hungry, searing, and filled with a desire that made my knees weak. His manly hands roamed my back, as he moved to remove my bra in one swift movement.
His body pressed me firmly against mine as our tongues intertwined as if they were made for each other.
The world around me melted away. I could barely register where I was. I was lost in alcohol and the heat of the taste of his mouth, the strength of his grip on my waist.
"You're damn sexy," he whispered against my lips, his voice thick with promise.
Never have I been called sexy before but here now I was called sexy , it felt good in my ears.
As he kissed me, his hands moved to my breasts, grasping them like they were his.
A low moan left my lips as his hands caressed my nipple, pinching the tips which sent waves of pleasure crashing down my body.
I gasped as his mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin before he kissed and sucked, leaving a mark on me.
I could feel his hands sliding down, gripping my hips, then lower to my vagina, his touch igniting every nerve in my body.
"This is what I have always wanted" I moaned in response to the fire every of his rough handling touch did on my body.
He spanked me till my ass cheeks were redened, every spank sent waves of pleasure crashing down on me,I could feel my enterance go wet .
I couldn't bear it anymore, the fire in me was increasing. In one swift motion, I pulled off his shirt. My hands roamed his broad and muscular chest, tracing the contours of his muscles before sliding lower, exploring the taut skin of his abdomen, he had one of the most perfectly smooth abs you could ever see.
Just looking at his abs alone was a turn on for me, I could feel my vagina getting more wet as I roamed my hands on his abs.
"You like what you see?, Huh" he smirked as he saw the way I caressed his abs. He pressed his body against mine, I could feel the hard bulge of his dick pressing down against me .