Breathe into me - Marian Hill
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~Aubrey~ 💕
An intoxicated desire.
The soft meadows were my surroundings, giving me the perfect view of the waterfall. My feet moulded to the grass beneath, so soft playing its game as I closed my eyes in pleasure.
A pure bliss.
Heat crept up my back as sparks grazed my smooth skin. A blush crawled up my cheeks and a pool of lust was send down to my core, setting it on fire.
To say that I was aroused was an understatement.
And who is the culprit?
Theodore.
Coming closer, my back lies on the soft grass, and sparks move all over my body. His eyes, wander all around.
"Hmm beautiful," Theodore says, his face terribly close to mine. His hot breath fanning my neck.
Black irises.
Canines out.
"What-- are you doing to me?" I stutter, "What is -- happening-- to me?"
A dark chuckle comes from him, a rumble of desire, as he hovers over me, settling one of his arms on my back. The other well rested on my side, holding him up from crushing me with his chest.
The elation my binding arbour.
The hand on my back makes its way to my thigh and rubs patterns making me core pucker for a release. The ache becomes more evident as my thighs twitch at his movements.
My core, deep warm and very wet.
"Theodore," An inescapable moan releases my mouth as my hands get paralysed on my sides, not stopping him from continuing.
A burning desire, as I climbed the exuberant ladder. Pleasure seeping through every vein in my body.
"Say my name again," Theodore begs as his fingers wander dangerously close to my core.
"Ahh," I whimper at his fingers that worked magic, taking a long lick of my slit, coating itself with my honey. A strum to my bundle and I found myself begging for him.
"Get up," His voice cracks but lets out a delicious moan all the same.
Suddenly, a few drops of water drizzle down and touch my warmed up cheeks. Cooling the heated sensation I received from him.
Then there was a heavy downpour.
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A/N - You can read from here! :)
My back touched the cool metallic bed frame, as I forced my eyes to open. The clothes I wore were drenched wet, half of it my sweat and the other, fresh water. My covers were held up to my chin as my other arm automatically sought the pocket knife and then securely wrapped it in my hand, holding it high in self defense.
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