Lost

Introduction

Intense.

The only word to describe his gaze. I watched as darkness crowded the irises of brown that were perfectly surrounding the pools of nothingness that were his pupils. I felt so transparent under his sight of me. Like my bones were made of nothing but glass and my blood and flesh were merely water. He saw directly through me, Michael's eyes alone were enough to make my existence a flickering shadow in the dark.

I watched as his lips brushed against the smooth canvas that was my mouth, painting a picture of our heat. My eyelash patted his  cheek so perfectly as our tongues took turns gliding on each other. His lips tasted like unfamiliar nostalgia. I knew his kiss so well but it felt so new, always options for me to explore. His teeth grazed my bottom lip sending me in a state of complete lust. My hand stroked his jawline, searching for more of him. My fingers came into contact with his scruff, I became addicted to the tingling sensation of his stubble on my skin. The small hairs greeted the pad of my thumbs as I circled my fingertips.

Kisses trailed and skidded along the corners of my mouth, across my cheeks and onto my neck. A moan echoed from my vocal chords and unknowingly spilled from my puffy pink lips. His affection was injecting me and numbing my thoughts. The sweet feeling of his lips sucking in my skin was wiping away my ability to properly function. My words tried to come out, they tried to tell him that what we were doing was wrong. The letters jumbled up in my throat, constants twisted around my tongue, syllables were nothing but sounds caught in between my teeth. His touch sewed my lips together, all I could do was release pleasurable moans. Words were silenced.

His long fingers were lingering around the button of my jeans. I could feel the small ounces of patience draining from his body. His thumbs fiddled against the fabric while he released the button from its slot. I knew all of the mistakes we made from here could only get better. It took the time of a lightning strike for my pants to rest at my ankles. His hand inserted into my underwear, ready to swim in the roaring ocean I left for him....