Have you learned your lesson yet?

Have you learned your lesson yet? Have you learned your lesson yet?

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

the first portion of my first attempt at erotica. let me know what you think

Summary

the first portion of my first attempt at erotica. let me know what you think

Content

Submitted: August 15, 2011

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Submitted: August 15, 2011

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Walking up the stairs into her bedroom and closing the door behind her, she sighed. Of course she had to go and spill tomato sauce all over her white shirt while she was making dinner for her friend. Her cute, male friend who she was pretty much in love with. She would never be capable of going through an entire day without embarrassing herself in front of him, but by now she was used to it.

She pulled the stained t-shirt off and threw it in her hamper. Yet another ruined top, she thought to herself as she heard a faint knock on the door.

“Yes?” she called absentmindedly, while searching through her dresser drawer for a new shirt. Her friend walked through the door, seeing her with her exposed torso.

She blushed and pulled the shirt that was in her hand and tried to cover herself. “I meant yes as in what do you need, not as in come in.”

“Oops.” He said simply, walking across the room to sit down on her bed. He had that same devious smirk on his face that had caused her stomach to do acrobatics so many times before. This was no exception.

“Do you mind?” she rolled her eyes, gesturing towards the door.

“Not a bit. Feel free to ignore me.”

She groaned, pulling the shirt over her head and slipping her arms through the sleeves. The purple V-neck gave a nice glimpse of her generous cleavage. Meanwhile, he had appeared next to her, opening and closing her dresser drawers, until he located his destination. She blushed again as he opened the drawer where she kept all her bras and panties and began to sift through them.

“Hey!” she slapped his hand away and quickly closed the drawer. “No panty raids today if you don’t mind.”

“What, are you afraid I’m going to find your granny panties?” he joked.

“Yes, that’s definitely the only possible reason I wouldn’t want you going through my underwear drawer.” she said sarcastically, turning around to straighten up the clothes in the other drawers that he had unfolded. She looked up to see her underwear drawer reopened, and he held red lace panties in his hand.

“Sexy,” he commented, devious smirk returning to his face. She went to hit him, but his free hand caught her wrist, and turned her around, holding her arm behind her back.

He leaned down slightly to whisper over her shoulder, “Why do you start these fights when you know you always lose?”

She shuddered slightly feeling his hot breath on her ear. He chuckled softly at her reaction. She reached back and ran her nails up the back of his head, taking a handful his hair and pulling on it roughly. She knew just how much that turned him on, and if he was going to play on her weaknesses, she would play on his. “I guess I’m just stubborn.”

His body stiffened against hers for a second and he took in sharp breath. Once he regained his composure he moved so that he was holding both of her wrists in his large hand, and wrapped his other hand around her neck, firmly but gently. He lightly dragged his teeth across her earlobe, deliberately breathing hot air onto her ear and making her shudder again and let out a tiny whimper. After playing their games of teasing and taunting for so long they both knew exactly how to drive the other to the edge. And neither of the two gave a second thought to driving them there.

 “Maybe you should learn when to give up” he breathed into her ear. His lips lightly trailed kisses down from just under her ear to the base of her neck. He bit down, pulling at her skin where her neck connected to her shoulder. She bit down hard on her bottom lip and moaned as he sucked at her neck. Electricity shot through her entire body and she could feel herself melt from his touch. She wasn’t sure if she loved or hated the fact that he knew exactly how to make her fall to pieces. He smiled to himself at her reactions, enjoying just how successful his torture was. Convinced that he had won the battle, he released her arms.
“I win.” He said nonchalantly as he started to make his way to the door. She kicked him in the ass as he walked in front of her. He turned around and quickly pounced on her, growling as he pinned her to the bed beneath him. His hands held her wrists down to the bed as he held himself up over her.

“You just don’t know when to give up, do you?” He laughed.

“I told you, I’m stubborn” she said, struggling to free her wrists from his grasp and avoiding meeting his stare. She couldn’t ignore just how sexual the position was, with him holding her arms above her head and his body resting between her legs. She knew just how fast her heart was racing and could feel the inevitable flush on her cheeks, but she didn’t want him to see her weakness. This was still a game, and she refused to lose.

Finally she gave up on freeing her arms, and lay still, looking up at his eyes. His devious smirk was now mixed with a look of amusement and triumph. She sighed impatiently, “Can I have my arms back?”

“Nope.” he paused for a second, while his smirk slowly reappeared on his face. “I think I should teach you what happens when you don’t know when to give up.” He leaned down and bit his teeth into the soft flesh of her neck again, pulling and sucking almost gently at her skin. She let out a strained breath, trying not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her moan for him again. But he just continued to torture her, sliding his free hand along the side of her body, sending shivers through her body as he continued to attack her neck with his teeth. Her heart was racing and the sensations were driving her crazy. He wrapped his fingers around the side of her neck with one hand as he lightly bit her earlobe again, his hot breath brushing against her skin; the one guaranteed way to make her whimper. She arched her back involuntarily, pressing her chest into his. He slipped his hand around her back, pulling her up to him so that they were forehead to forehead, nose to nose. She could feel his breath on her lips.

“Have you learned your lesson yet?” as he spoke, the edges of his lips just barely brushed against hers. Her lips were parted slightly, but she had no response. He had caught her off guard from the very beginning, and every touch after that just startled and distracted her even more than before. And now he lay there on top of her, one hand holding her arms over her head, the other arm wrapped around her back pressing their bodies together, so close that the tips of their lips touched so slightly that she wasn’t even sure if they were touching.

They stayed in silence for a few seconds, trying to read the other’s expressions, unsure of how to proceed. Finally she closed the slight distance between their lips, lifting her chin and kissing him lightly.  He pressed his lips against hers in return, taking her lower lip between his and sucking gently. Their kisses started off soft and gentle, slowly becoming more and more passionate. His tongue traced her lower lip and she opened her mouth to allow him entrance. His tongue explored her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her hips against his. He released her wrists, allowing her to run her hands through his hair, scratching lightly down the back of his neck, raising goose bumps over his skin. His fingers dug into her back roughly, pressing her even harder against his body as she moaned into his mouth. She could feel knots forming in her stomach, half from the desire, and half from the anticipation of what would come next…

 


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