Kingdom

04 | tentación

t e n t a c i ó n

     Aaron's lips trace my jaw as his hand slightly tugs my shirt down from my shoulder. He kisses at the newly exposed skin and sends tingles throughout my body. Aaron's eyes never leave my face, watching my every reaction.

Don't let it go too far.

My breathing gets increasingly heavy as he cautiously plays with the tips of my fingers. They become intertwined with his and slowly, he pulls me forward. Aaron sits on the edge of his bed and looks up at me with lustful eyes. I still can't get over how blue they are; almost inhuman. He might even have his own sky in them.

Aaron catches hold of my other hand, tugging me forward until I'm stood in between his legs. My chest rises up and down quickly as I felt him move a large hand round the back of my thigh. He lifts it, encouraging me to straddle his lap. Once I sit, he places his palms on my ass, pulling me closer. He leans in, his nose cautiously brushing against mine, testing if I would pull away. I don't. Aaron gently places his lips on mine and kisses me. I close my eyes and melt as my whole body is consumed. My first kiss.

Aaron is soft and patient with me; chills ran over my skin, goose bumps rising. His body presses closer to mine and I wrap my arms around his neck. His lips are warmer and softer than anything I could have ever imagined, yet he held full, dominating control at the same time.

Fire burns inside of me as his hands caress my breasts underneath my shirt. Aaron bites my lower lip, tugging it lightly, and then watches it snap back into place. Our eyes meet - a dazed, feverish look in his before he dives back in for another kiss.

Aaron's tongue runs along mine. He tastes like cherry rum, a flavor I never thought I'd love so much.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

My flimsy jean shorts wrinkle up to my hips- I've never been so exposed to anyone before, but for some reason I didn't care. All I was thinking about was when I felt his warm hands scan my body from the inside of my thighs, teasingly skimming against my now wet warmth. He pulls away and takes off his shirt, exposing his tanned torso. I can't stop my hands from skimming over his inked eight pack, and resting on his shoulders.

Is this even real? Where was this part of me hiding?

My nimble fingers softly trace along the curves and swirls of ink on his skin. Aaron stops my hand directly above his heart, looking up at me with a smirk. I feel how it was beating a million miles per hour, much like mine. He wastes no time, connecting our lips again.

I become more nervous because Aaron is a pro - I'm less than a beginner, hardly keeping up with his kiss. His soft lips slowly move back to my neck, leaving marks that had mine written all over them.

I let out a lustful noise and feel heat rise to my cheeks as Aaron smiles. Both his hands grab on my breasts, squeezing them roughly as he grazes his teeth against my neck again.