It's Getting Late

It's Getting Late

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Based off the song by Floetry........

Summary

Based off the song by Floetry........

Content

Submitted: July 14, 2014

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Content

Submitted: July 14, 2014

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A/N: This is a little something I came up with while I was listening to the song 'Getting Late' by Floetry, hopefully you like it and the lyrics don't belong to me! 
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We need to um talk about where 
We're taking this thing.
How far we're gonna let this go.
We've been here before.
Its getting late.

This wasn't supposed be happening, she promised herself that she wouldn't let this happen. But here she was in the storage room, half naked on some boxes. He untied her hair and let it cascaded down like a chocolate waterfall, her breath catch in her throat when he rubbed her through panties. He captured her mouth in a sensual kiss, she melted. Butterflies swirled around in her stomach, her mind was saying "No!" but her body was saying "Hell yes!" it was an inner battle. He unbuttoned her shirt and gazed at her perky breasts in her black bra, he trailed kissed along her chestnut brown skin. Her moans were quiet, it was like they were only meant for his ears. 

It's getting late.
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me. 
Watching, needing, wanting me.
I'm afraid, (Don't Be)
I'm afraid, (Don't Be)
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me, twice. 
Baby, oh baby baby baby

He unbuckled her pants and slipped them off along with her panties, she finally sat up and pushed on his chest "I can't.......we can't." She whispered much too soft for him to heard. She tried to fix her clothes but he stopped her, he pleaded in her ear "Please." His baritone sent shivers through her body. He finished undressing her then laid her down, the dim lightning made it a bit hard to see his face. But she could tell he was smirking, he leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth. A sigh escaped very slightly parted rosy lips, her eyes closed and she enjoyed the sensation of his mouth and hands on her flesh. One his hands moved down to stroke her slit, while the other rolled the other nipple. He moved up to kiss her neck, other sigh escaped. He was knocking down every wall she had built with the slightest touch, it was getting harder to resist. 

Listen, I've already been thinking about you on my mind. 
Far too often for you, 
To be here at this time 
You see, one hands on nine and the other's on my thigh.
Look,I already played with the idea of you 
Being here in the mornin 
And the position for the crack of dawn 
And the conversation before the yawning 
But aah, it's getting late.

Now both of them were naked, only sweat was between them. They were squeezing, kissing, and touching. She made a noise of delight when his tongue licked her folds, he was always so good at pleasuring her. He made sure she reached satisfaction before claiming his own, he was always so generous. He didn't stop his oral pleasure until she was shaking uncontrollably, until her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her noises of pure ecstasy rang loud and clear in the storage room, her noises dug into his dark brown skin and made deep red trenches. He was driving her insane, her earlier protests were replaced with pleas for more. 

It's getting late.
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me.
Watching, needing, wanting me.
But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be.
But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be.
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice.
Oh Baby baby baby
 

He grunted and groaned as she licked and sucked on his penis, when her eyes met his he nearly lost control. She rubbed herself while she sucked, her fingers dipped in and she moved them slowly. She bobbed her head up and down, trying to bring he close to the edge, he unexpectedly pulled out of her mouth and bent her over the boxes. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a sultry smile, her ass wagged in anticipation. 

How's about I let you touch the space.
That you left behind,
The day that you stop smiling
The day that the tears started falling 
But now were talking, touching
Almost making sensual again 
We can taste the familiar,
Cause, the family hour supports it.
Of this moment, but was led by the movements cause ah 
It's getting late.

The feeling of them connecting caused both of them to moan, he gripped her hips firmly and began to move. He moved slowly at first, she whimpered every thrust. When he moved a bit faster he took her hair and began to pull it, not too hard though. His other hand went between her legs and massaged her clit, her voice raised a few octaves. He was going to make her lose her voice, because of how loud she was screaming. 

It's getting late.
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me.
Watching, needing, wanting me.
But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be.
But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be.
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice. 
Oh Baby baby baby
Oh baby twice baby baby. 

They switched positions, she was pressed against the wall. His strong hands held her up as he moved in and out of her, they were so busy in their love making that they didn't notice how late it was. They were supposed be gone an hour ago, she was supposed to be home by now and he had plans tonight with a few of his friends. But instead they were locked in a dance of passion, everything they planned on doing has gone out the window. 

I see the memories we replayed
Same space face bodies
I know there's a method to your manliness
but ah I'm a afraid

After reaching their ultimate satisfaction, they kissed. Tears suddenly poured down her cheeks, she laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Just a few days ago she had broken up with him, she swore to never allow herself to let him in. If he hurt her once, he would do it again. But she was, here they were hot and sweaty. Breathing heavily, now she was crying............for what? 

I see the memories replayed, same space, same place
Same bodies baby I know this method to your manliness
But I'm afraid, babe
I see the memories replayed, same space, same place
Same bodies baby I know this method to your manliness
But I'm afraid, baby


The End


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