Maeve Gray was done.
Finished with her life.
It was a sob story to end with her dive off a school roof, but when the man of her dreams - literally- comes to her aid, she can't help but break down her walls and fall head over heels.
But he has sec...
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WILD (XXYYXX Remix) – Troye Sivan
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"She is Art. What the fuck do expect from her, other than confusion, beauty, and goddamn soul?" – A. L. M.
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GABRIEL
Her lips crash hard against my own with a vengeance. Our tongues dance and I revel in the feeling of my hands on her flesh. She tugs roughly at my hair and I let out a lengthy groan. I lift her up by her ample hips suddenly and she shrieks as I turn and throw her onto the bed. She giggles as her hair gets in her face and she bounces into the mattress. I'm entranced by the way her large breast shake with the movement. She brushes the hair out of her face and her hands lay to rest above her head as her short body relaxes into the bed, purposefully leaving everything exposed for me to see in her near-nakedness.
I stand at the foot of the bed, silently drinking in every inch of her. From the scars on her thighs to the extra love in her tummy to the dip in her waist and the way her breasts move as her chest heaves to the way her sliver of collarbone is impossibly sexy and how her soft lips pucker and her eyelashes hang low.
Everything about her is so natural and so wild.
I take off my shirt, leaving my bare chest. Then slowly undo my belt buckle, painfully aware of the ache in my groin.
Neither of us moves for a long minute as I take in the view and her eyes glue to my chest. I proudly puff out at her approving gaze. I know that I'm very fit but her lustful stare, I'm afraid to say, gives me validation. My beast hums in approval and actually, for once, gives us space. Instead of hounding me like usual with his perverted and overbearing thoughts, he's finally getting what he wants –so he lets us have this moment.
"God, you have no idea how fücking beautiful you are", I blurt out in appreciation. Her heavy blush prompts me to move closer, crawling onto the bed, our eyes connected. I lean down placing gentle kisses on her scars. I know its one of her most insecure features but that part of her is only more for me to love. My lips make their way up her scared stomach and I feel her suck in underneath me.
"Don't", I demand. She breaks eye contact and her eyes lower in shame, but I feel her exhale. Her insecurities anger me but right now, the best way I know to show her how much I love her body is to bring it pleasure.
"Yes or no?" I ask gently, my lips hovering above her left breast.
"Yes", she whispers, and I lean down, tugging with my teeth and tongue at her nipple until it stands at attention. I suck as my tongue flicks back. I look up to see her eyes clenched shut as her hands grip the bed frame above her. She takes her teeth between her bottom lip as I move to the other breast, giving it the same treatment. I leave an assortment of hickeys on her chest and all the way up her neck, placing my mark on her. Her head tilts to the side and her hands undo their grip around the bed frame in favor of wrapping around my neck. Her touch sense shivering sparks down my spine and her labored breathing makes my mouth more frantic in its pursuit until my lips are once again on her own.
