His eyes widened.
"I was watching porn before I came and I think I'm just scared I don't know how to give good sex and I'll embarrass myself and..."
"Hun..."
"... you'll think I'm a complete..."
"Adey,"
"... freak and I'll be too embarrassed to face you again and..."
"Adey..."
"... and I'll live in demise for the rest of my..."
"Addison!" He shook me and smoothed the lines that must have formed between my eyebrows. "Sex is emotional. You don't need experience to have or give good sex. I mean, no one is born a pro. You'll realise that later."
I pondered on his last couple of statements and a question condensed at the back of my mind. I decided to ask. "Are you insinuating that you're also terrible at sex?" And hell knew I hoped with all its energy that I was wrong. I mean, I wasn't a sex addict at all but I wanted great sex. I mean, who wouldn't?
Javier gave a pained smile and shook his head ever so slightly. "All I'm saying is, experienced or not, sex with you would be the best thing in the world now."
"And later?" The dramatic inside me asked.
"Later it would be invaluable." He pinched my nose and I closed my eyes.
When I opened them again, the demon inside me, which I didn't know existed until that moment, compelled me to ask. "So we can have sex right now?"
"What did you do to my girlfriend?" He narrowed his eyes at me.
"She told me to tell you that she would never forget you even if you give me just a little," I used my thumb and index finger forming a narrow space between them to indicate what I meant by 'little'.
"Oh," Javier groaned. "Almost fooled me, now I can tell you're still the girlfriend I love."
"You almost cheated on me."
"What do I do when I'm presented with a lookalike of someone I love?"
"Sweet talker." I looked away from him.
"Who despite all, you still love."
"Youre stalling." I turned back to him. "You are trying to change the topic so you don't have to have s..."
Before I could compete my sentence, Javier placed half his weight on me and brought his mouth down to capture my mouth. He softly moved his lips against mine, their motion making my heart beat in a haphazard rhythm. I could feel my chest constrict as I was overwhelmed by feelings.
Feelings of fear and desire. The feelings which seemed at parr but which's combination was the best confusing thing I had ever felt inside me. Feelings which.pp
Didn't stop even when he moved from my lips and tracked a trail down my jaw. My breath became labored and my lungs appeared to have stopped taking this gas exchange thing seriously as I suddenly felt powerless in the face of possibility and finality. My body decided to go numb and simply follow his motion when his hand caressed my bare skin, his other circling my seemingly erect nipple.
His tongue toyed with the skin on the hollow of my neck, sending heat soaring the wrong direction down to the center of my being. My thighs instinctively pressed together but his hand was there prying them apart and lightly running the length of my inner thigh.
His fingers grazed my center, their touch a torturous flame that sent heat throughout my body, giving me unexpected energy to start writhing beneath him. I was aching for another heated touch from his fingers. Any touch from him. The more he touched, the more demanding the every part of my body became.
His mouth trailed along my jaw line to my ear, his warm breath as seductive as any other touch from him. He traced his tongue along the length of my earlobe and whispered. "I swear, I'd be crazy to refuse a sex offer from a beautiful soul like yours."
My legs widened at their own accord when his fingers grazed my center again. I felt his lips stretch with a smile as he once again whispered, "You're well prepared for me."
"Shut up." I said, my voice incredibly low and hoarse.
As though pushed by an unknown force, my hands tagged at his trousers and we were naked without appearing to have broken the rhythm nor interrupting the progress we have made.
His finger slipped inside me and I felt myself grind against it. By the ease at which it was moving inside we could both tell I was extremely ready such that I could be dripping. He brought it out to circle my center and a loud moan escaped me.
I wanted... no, corrections, I needed him inside me. Any part of him would be of some comfort. My urgent movements propelled him to slip two fingers inside and I was desperately grinding against his hand.
"Fuck..." Javier hooked my legs around his waist and my pelvis convulsed as I frantically searched for his member. No matter how deliciously sweet the ache in my center was, there was a hollow feeling in its midst and I needed him inside me.
His member inside me. To fill me, to make me feel whole even if I had no idea I was incomplete before.
But he wasn't about to give in to my plea. Not removing his fingers from inside me, he used his other hand to hold me in place as he carried me to his room.