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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

The quiet of 2am brought them together.

Summary

The quiet of 2am brought them together.

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Submitted: November 11, 2016

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Submitted: November 11, 2016

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The dim yellow light of the street lamp seeps through the crack in the curtains. The quiet of 2am brings with it a sense of calm. His hand finds mine underneath the blankets. Something familiar catches in my chest. Like the taste of liquor after kicking the habit. Warm lips press against my forehead and I let myself ease into him. I turn my face to the crook of his neck, feeling his pulse quicken. He slides his hand up my thigh, fingers tracing the outline of my shorts. Testing each other’s limits, I press my lips to his neck. He inhales sharply, his grip on my leg tightening. My own hands move up his chest, over his broad shoulders, fingers playing with the ends of his short hair. His head ducks lower, hot breath tickling my collarbone. The pit of my stomach flutters, but I lean my head back slightly, letting the feeling take over.

His hand travels up my hips and around my waist. I arch forward, pressing my body against his. Our skin flares at the touch, and he groans in the hollow of my throat. He shifts his weight, lingering over me with our legs intertwined. Resting his forehead against mine, dark brown eyes look at me through thick lashes. Gentle, but firm, he grinds his hardness between my legs and I moan softly. Feeling bold, I trail my fingers down his spine, in the crease of his dimples, past his waistband.

Our noses touch playfully, making me blush. I feel his grin against my cheek. Our smiles brush together. I slide my tongue across his bottom lip. Pleased, he sucks in a breath and cups the side of my face. His warm, sweet tongue dances with mine. We go slow at first, enjoying each other as our hands explore our bodies. Gentle, loving fingers fondle my breasts. My heart beats against my ribcage like it wants to escape. Terrified to let itself surrender to the butterflies. Battling tongues part for a moment. He looks down at me, as if I were his kryptonite. The last bit of hesitation catches in our throats.

His mouth crashes onto mine, desperate to breathe me in. Lips become ferocious, our skin like magnets. He tells me where to go and I respond in kind, making his eyes roll back inside his head. He moans between my breasts, then kisses his way down my stomach. He nips at my inner thighs, making me squirm. His fingers slip beneath the fabric of my panties, squeezing my ass while I lace mine through his hair, pressing him forward. Warmth escapes me and I arch my back as I whimper. We fall deeper into a world of ecstasy where flesh meets flesh as he slowly slips inside me. Rough hands pin me to the mattress as we roll tongues blissfully. Thrusts become rougher, drawing his name from my lips. I rotate my hips and graze my teeth against his shoulders. One swift movement is a blur, I lean back and grind my hips. His arms wrap firmly around my waist as he looks into my eyes like I’m all he knows. In the quiet of 2am, he lifts me to new degrees, like a player at the keys. 


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