Shut Up and Kiss Me

Shut Up and Kiss Me Shut Up and Kiss Me

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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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I slowly open my eyes, and he is staring at me the way I had always imagined he would. His amazing lips are parted, and his breath fans over my face, sending chills down my spine. "Elena," he whispers, his lips twitch, curving up at my name. "I don't know what this is." His eyes explore every feature of my face before they meet my eyes again. "But, I think I like it," he says, and I close my eyes. I can't believe this is happening. His fingers find their way into my hair, and he pulls my face to look at his.

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I slowly open my eyes, and he is staring at me the way I had always imagined he would. His amazing lips are parted, and his breath fans over my face, sending chills down my spine.
"Elena," he whispers, his lips twitch, curving up at my name. "I don't know what this is."
His eyes explore every feature of my face before they meet my eyes again.
"But, I think I like it," he says, and I close my eyes. I can't believe this is happening. His fingers find their way into my hair, and he pulls my face to look at his.

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Submitted: November 12, 2013

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I close my eyes and smile, the wind from the window blowing my long hair around the car. I look over at my best friend that is in the drivers seat. She is singing along to the song playing on the radio, and our other friend, Luke, is in the back seat looking at both of us like we are crazy. I look back at him and smile wider at the look on his face. I start to sing to him, and his face cracks into his beautiful smile.

'I love you,' my brain shouts at me. I smile back at him and turn back around, looking over at Harley. She looks back at me with sympathy. She knows I'm still in love with Luke. I'm having a hard time being just friends with him.

I look back at her and we sing until the end of the song, dancing and laughing at each others bad dance moves. Then, the song transitions into 'With Ur Love' by Cher Lloyd. I look at Harley and start to sing loudly. Luckily, I'm not a bad singer.

"Baby, you the best 'cause you work me out. I keep buildin' walls up, but you tear 'em down. I'm fighting. I don't want to like it, but you know I like it...All of them other boys can walk away. They ain't even in the game. 'Cause you got me flyin', with your love," I sing with the biggest smile on my face.

I look back at Luke, and he smiles at me. Then, he winks. My eyebrows knit together, and a little hope swells in my stomach.

We pull into Luke's driveway and all get out. He walks beside me as we walk into his house, and Harley looks at me with her green eyes wide. We walk out into the living room, and Luke's mom jumps up to say hello. She gives Harley and I a big hug.

"Lilly," Harley yells. Luke's sister smiles big at her old friend, then they chat excitedly on the couch. I step over to join them, but then Luke grabs my hand and practically drags me to his room.

"What the hell," I say, surprised. He looks at me like he's confused.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. This is not like him. He hates being alone with me. I honestly think he only hangs out with me because we are both friends with Harley. My eyebrows furrow together.

"I'm just surprised. You don't like to be alone with me," I say, "at all."

He gets a pained look on his face, and it tugs at my heart. He is standing at arms length from me, but I want him to be closer.

Just like he read my thoughts, he steps closer to me, and his hand raises to my face. Instinctively, I close my eyes, and hold his arm, not wanting him to ever move it. His thumb rubs my jaw line, and a small smile works its way onto my lips.

I slowly open my eyes, and he is staring at me the way I had always imagined he would. His amazing lips are parted, and his breath fans over my face, sending chills down my spine.

"Elena," he whispers. His lips twitch slowly, curving up at my name. "I don't know what this is."

His eyes explore every feature of my face before they meet my eyes again.

"But, I think I like it," he says, and I close my eyes. I can't believe this is happening. This is something that only happens in my dreams. His fingers find their way into my hair, and he pulls my face to look at his.

I open my eyes, obeying him. His bright blue eyes darken, and he runs his fingers down the length of my hair.

I don't know what is happening right now. My body is responding to him in ways it never has before. My heart is racing in my chest, and I feel like he can hear it.

His hand falls to my waist, and he pulls me to him. His nose touches mine, just as the rest of his body. His erection presses into me, and a small moan escapes my throat.

I like the feeling of dominance emitting off of him. He closes his eyes and he leans his head into my neck. I press my body into his, and the groan that leaves his throat is so sexy that I instantly feel my panties grow wet.

"Luke," I whisper shakily, but it came out more like a question than I intended. He immediately pulls back, and how quickly he moved surprised me.

"You don't want me, do you?"

"No, I d-," I try to say, but he backs away from me, running his hands down his face.

"Luke," I say, and walk over to him. He puts his hand up, and steps away from me.

"No, its okay. I shouldn't have dragged you in here. God! Why am I so dumb? I should have known you would have moved on by now...," he rants. I walk up to him and place my finger over his lips. His wide eyes darken as I slowly slide my finger down, causing his lip to move with my finger until it pops back into place.

"Shut up and kiss me," I whisper.

He grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine, a small smile playing on the corner of his lips. His other hand finds my hair just as his eyes find my lips. I close my eyes and when his lips meet mine, tingles appear in my fingertips.

He kisses me slowly, and he lets his tongue dance across my lip, asking me to go further. I let him in, and this kiss is better than I ever imagined.

Things move quickly as I start to unbutton his shirt, but as I get to the last button, his hand stops me.

"Are you sure?"

"I have been in love with you for two years now. I haven't been more sure of something in my life." He wastes no time, and crashes his lips back to mine. I push his shirt off his shoulders, and he pulls mine over my head. As soon as my hands are free, they are all over his muscular chest.

"I want to kiss every inch of you," he whispers.

"Then, do it," I say, breathless. He obeys quickly, kissing my neck. His hands grab my thighs, and lift me to him. My legs wrap around his small waist and my arms hold onto his strong shoulders.

He carrys me over to his bed, softly laying me down. His lips move down to my collar bone, nipping at my skin. Tingles run all through my body because he is everywhere, and I can't seem to get enough him.

He presses his erection into me, and I throw my head into the pillow moaning.

"Oh, Luke," I say, pressing my fingers into his lower back. His lips keep moving down, until they kiss the material of my bra. He looks up at me as he unclasps the back, throwing it across the room. He looks down at me, and allows his hands to massage them.

"These are amazing," he says, kissing the sensitive skin. I move my chest closer to his lips, wanting him to kiss me more. He wraps his arms around me while he kisses every inch of my breasts.

He continues to move down my stomach until he reaches my jeans. He starts to unbutton them, and as he pulls them down, I watch his eyes grow dark once again. He runs his finger over the lacey material of my panites, and I know he can feel how wet he makes me. He kisses me through the material, then pulls them off of me, brushing my thighs. The friction causes my muscles to tense with need.

"Oh gosh, I want you," I whisper, writhing under him.

"I want you too, baby," he says, and my eyes glance down at his erection, which is now making a huge bulge in his snug fit jeans.

I lean up and reach for his jeans, I stare into his eyes as I pull down the zipper, and his lips part as I graze his large erection. He pulls off his pants, then leans back over me, pressing his rock hard erection into me. I reach down, and rub him with my hand, and I smile at how big he is.

"How have you been hiding this bad boy," I say, and he chuckles.

"I was wanting to surprise you."

"Well, mission accomplished," I whisper, and I stroke him through the soft material of his boxers. He closes his eyes, and his breathing picks up.

"Gosh, it's been so long," he whispers, thrusting his hips into my hand. I pull down his boxers slightly, so his erection springs free of the constraints, and he moans.

"If you keep doing this, I'm not going to last very long," he groans, so I stop, and he pulls his boxers off. His erection brushes against my hot sex, and the friction causes us both to moan.

"I have never been this hard in my life. For anyone," he whispers in my ear. "And strangely, I want to make sweet, slow love to you," he pauses, "and I don't do that." His words have me literally dripping. I can feel my juices running down my butt.

"Then, do it," I say again. He smiles, and kisses me softly. He reaches over beside his bed, and grabs a foil packet. He rips it open with his teeth, and I take the condom from him. I slowly roll it on him, and stroke him a few times before kissing him.

He positions himself, and I feel him slowly enter the first couple inches into me before retreating then pushing in a little more. We stare at each other as he enters his full length, and it hits my sweet spot just right. I close my eyes and arch my back into him.

"Luke," I say, my voice high. He closes his eyes, and buries his face into my hair, thrusting softly into me. He is making love to me. The way he is hugging me, and his soft thrusts bring me into a state of complete bliss.

He hits my sweet spot every time he enters me, and I am overloaded with the feeling of him. Everything is him right now. My hands run all over his back, and I feel his muscles flex as he moves over me. He moves his face back to look at me, and he moves my hair out of my face. I can feel my climax, but its creeping up. I want more of him.

"Faster, baby," I whisper, and he speeds up slightly, just moving his hips. "Oh, yes!"

"I'm almost there," he says quietly. He thrusts harder into me and I feel myself let go. "Quiet, babe," he whispers, and I dig my fingers into his back, probably drawing blood, just as he releases himself into me.

"Oh, god," he whispers, moving slowly. He colapses on top of me, and I feel him pull out of me, before rolling over. We are both breathing heavily, still coming off of our high. He looks over at me, running his fingers through my tangled hair.

"I love you," he says, stroking my cheek.

"I love you too. Always have..."


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