I was still looking around his "humble" abode when I turned to see Slater still staring at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing, just admiring the view." He grinned.
I blushed yet again, but are we surprised? I think not.
"How many girls have you said that to?"
"One." He replied.
"Who?" I snap, a little too quickly.
"You."
I laughed and put my hands on my hips.
"Ah, nice one. And how many girls have you brought back here to seduce?"
"One. You. And I believe it was YOU who let me bring you back here." He answered, walking closer and closer to me.
When I didn't reply, he chose to ask me a question.
"How many girls do YOU think I've made out with on a balcony?"
"I-I don't. I don't know." I stuttered as he snaked an arm around my waist.
"One. And that one, was you."
I didn't know what to say, normally I wouldn't trust it if he told me that, but the authenticity in his voice made me think he was telling the truth.
The two of us were just standing there, looking at each other. It was like the hate in our love-hate relationship was never there.
Fuck it. Just send it sis
When I had enough of the silence, I brought my lips to his. This time, the kisses were aggressive and rough. Slater moved his lips from mine, down to my neck and started kissing and biting at it. He found my sweet spot without fail and I let out a moan. I could feel him smile against my skin. I ran my fingers through his hair and felt him unzip my dress. I practically ripped his shirt off, wanting to have our bodies as close as we could and as fast as we could. I heard my dress fall to the floor and I continued to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. Once they hit the ground, it was time.
I pulled away first and stared up into his oceanic eyes. The eyes I could get lost in for days upon days. I rested a hand on his chest; his heart was racing. He set his hands on my hips and let our lips dance once again. Before I knew it, I was being carried by him towards his room.
Once we'd arrived, he gently set me down on his bed, and looked down at me. He really did look intimidating from my point of view, it was hot.
He kept staring at me, for a little too long. I was starting to feel insecure like the little bitch I was.
"Don't look at me like that."
"You amaze me." He responded, shooting me his signature stupid smile.
Nice alliteration Amy
I couldn't help but cover my face with my hands. I amaze HIM? If you told me all of this would be happening yesterday, I'd laugh in your face. What parallel world are we in where this is possible?
I felt a pair of hands take mine and pull them away from my face.
"Look at me."
I did.
"You're gorgeous, and as much as I'd like to keep the whole "I hate you so much" act going, I really want this. I really want you."
Don't cry you little bitch. DO NOT CRY
"I really want you too." I say, wrapping my arms around his neck, looking him in the eyes one more time. The two of us smiled, and if the night ended there and we didn't go further, I'd still be happy. But that's not what's going to happen, is it?
My attitude shifted, and I felt a boost of confidence, and when that happens, Lord knows what I'll do. I decided to take a more "sexy" approach to the whole thing. I pulled away and I took both my bra and underwear off, tossing them somewhere in the corner of the room. I was completely exposed in front of Slater Hjort, and I didn't give a single fuck about it.
"Now...are you just gonna leave me like this? Or are you gonna be a man and satisfy me?" I ask, taking one of his hands and moving it to one of my thighs. I heard him gulp.
I've got you now baby
He didn't have to answer with words, instead, he dove right in and started attacking my neck and chest with rough kisses. Surely, he left a few marks and id have a great time covering them up in the morning.
Once he reached my breasts, he put a hand over one and started kneading it with his palm while he licked and sucked my free nipple. He made sure to spend enough time on both of them before planting kisses on my stomach and eventually meeting my heat.
I shivered without intention, making him stop and pull away.
"Do you want me to stop? I'll stop if you aren't comfortable." He asks, concern in his eyes.
"No." I firmly say, "Don't stop."
His once innocent eyes were now dark and filled with lust. He went back down to my core and looked up, asking for my consent, I nodded and watched as he kissed my inner thighs.
Slater's eyes were glued on mine as he slowly pushed a finger inside me. He slipped another deep inside of me, brushing against my clit with his knuckle. I let out a cry, slapping a hand over my mouth right after.
"Don't, I want to hear you." He says in a rather seductive voice, taking my hand off my mouth.
Grasping onto both his hair and the bedsheets, I rocked against him, my breathing ragged. He was punishing me, but it didn't feel like any punishment I was ever been subjected to. As his fingers found my secret spot and dishes out their torture, I felt the familiar knot of heat build up down there.
Slater's fingers disappeared and I whimpered at the loss of his touch. I saw him lick the glossy juice off his fingers slowly. Just looking at him could make me cum.
BEHAVE AMELIA
All of a sudden I felt the most amazing sensation I'd ever felt in my life. He parted the wet, sensitive folds of my pussylips with two fingers and I moaned out when I felt the warmth and wetness of his tongue enter me. I rocked my hips against him, aching for him to drive his tongue even deeper, and as if he could read my mind, he did. His tongue was like a whirlpool of pleasure. He sucked on my swollen clit, his teeth occasionally brushing against it, taking the ecstasy of it all to a whole new level.
"Fuck. Slater I'm-"
My sentence was cut off by me hitting my climax. It was unlike anything I've ever felt.
It took me a second to catch my breath, it was like I'd just come crashing back down to Earth after an insane high.
"How'd I do?" Slater asks with a smirk. Just to make him look even sexier, he wiped the sides of his mouth with his thumb.
"You're something special, I'll tell you that."
I grabbed him by the hair and brought him into a rough kiss. Somewhere during the exchange, I threw his boxers off and moved him hand down and began jerking him off slowly. I could hear him moan into my mouth.
Satisfaction: reached
He pulled back, leaving me confused and somewhat annoyed.
"I think I'm gonna make tonight about you. But trust me, you'll have plenty of other chances to fuck with me like this."
Other chances?
I tried to contain my giggles, but one accidentally slipped. He spread my legs wider and positioned himself in between them.
"I'm on birth control. We're safe." I say, giving him a soft smile. He smiled back and I gave him the green light to go. He thrusted into me, hard. Soon he sped up, and that's when the night really began. I moaned with every throw, digging my fingers into his shoulders. He started going faster, and harder, just like my breathing.
But before either one of us could reach our highs, he pulled out and flipped me over on all fours.
Okay Christian Grey
He didn't hesitate to ram into me, making me jolt forward. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and tugged on it making my head jerk upwards.
This is HIGHKEY hot
It didn't take long for both of us to start panting and begin unraveling. The tightness in my belly was unbearable, and as I met him thrust for thrust, I could feel that I was on the brink of hitting that high.
"Shit, Slater, I'm gonna fucking cum," I screamed.
In a flurry of spasms and a joint symphony of gasps, we climaxed together, our arms and legs tangled. We both took several moments to compose ourselves.
"I think you broke my dick." Slater suddenly said.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing, and he soon joined me. The two of us laid there, all smiles. I felt like a total teenager.
"I think love you." He whispered.
MAY DAY! MAY DAY! WOW WHAT THE FUCK
I didn't know how to answer. I mean, how do you answer the phrase "I think I love you". I just went with the next best thing.
"Tough luck kid," I say.
I saw his face drop from a bright smile to total despair.
"Because I think I love you too." I finish.
The smile that was on Slater's face before came back even brighter. We were both beaming at each other like sixteen year-olds after having their first kiss. I nuzzled my head into his bare chest and wrapped an arm around him.
"Goodnight idiot." I say.
"Goodnight princess." He chuckles, placing a kiss on top of my head.