Elodie Hart;
"Tasting her is like heaven. But Harlow isn't heaven. Nor is she hell; Harlow is the f*cking devil herself, with her sharp intimidation and her cruel way of things, but she tastes nothing like it. She tastes of sweetness and determinati...
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I took her by surprise, again, going straight in to kiss her. As soon as I touched her lips with mine, I heard her gasp a little, but she dared not to pull back as I carried on kissing her.
Fuck, she's talented for someone who seems like they've not had much experience in the past, I'll give her that. I notice, as I kiss her, that she kisses me back slowly, working her soft lips against mine. I slide my tongue over to the entrance of her lips, wanting them apart already, but she doesn't move them. What a tease.
I move my hand slowly on her inner thigh, gliding two fingers right up to where the buttons on her body suit were. I know she noticed what I was doing. The constant movement from her legs told me she was trying to deny this, but I know that's not what she really wanted. I unbuttoned the two buttons on her little bodysuit so that the only thing blocking me from her body was her lingerie. Which I could very clearly see, considering her bodysuit was pretty translucent. When I feel the lace of her underwear, I move two fingers closer to her centre and apply slight pressure, which gets Elodie moving into me forcefully within seconds.
She inhaled sharply, letting out a short moan, and granting her lips fall open. I took this to my advantage and let my tongue slide into her mouth as I kept kissing her, wanting to hear that pretty voice again.
Despite her pure desperation, Elodie tries to pull away to speak. "This is wrong."
Poor, innocent girl. She has no idea what she wants. "Yeah?" I respond, shifting my fingers over her lace panties and feeling her closer.
She squeals before uttering a response. "Yes. So wrong. I shouldn't be doing this." Her mouth may try to convince her in any way it wants to, but she knows her body will give it all away without a doubt.
"Mhm," I hum, capturing her lips with mine and lightly grazing my teeth against her bottom lip, "You shouldn't."
She shakes her head, mouth not leaving mine, "No, I shouldn't."
I chuckle lightly. Always so convincing. "Yet you aren't stopping me?" I ask, sliding my hand down to her thigh and squeezing to get another reaction out of her.
"No."
That's what I want to hear.
I move my hand back to her centre, while my other drifts to her waist, allowing me to pull her closer against me. I apply more pressure over her underwear, and she struggles to try and shut her mouth, then whispers my name out in a moan. Maldito infierno.
"Fuck, say it again."
"W-what?" She questions between kisses.
"I said say my fucking name again, Elodie." This girl is making me lose my sweet patience.
"Please- Harlow-"
I chuckle into the kiss, glad to have succeeded in hearing Elodie whine with frustration. "Please what, darling? All you have to do is ask for it." I tell her, smirking against her lips as I slowly pull back from the kiss and she stands there, a shocked look on her face.
