Before I knew it our hands were grasping each others' hair as clothes were ripped off our bodies. Tongues explored mouths and hot skin touched skin. Whimpering moans escaped parted lips as ecstasy filled the room. Sultry promises drifted to my ear as I sucked on sweaty skin. Fingernails raked across my shoulder blades as a soft growl escaped my lips. I was pinned to the wall as a stray hand began to travel down my chest, to my hips, and between my legs. I had never experienced touching like this before. It was always good but this was so much more than good. It was unbearably delectable, satisfying a thirst I never knew I craved. It was new and exciting and I needed more. This was not just sex. We were making love. Tender and raw, limbs tangled with limbs and soon we were on the floor, engulfed with passion and hunger. My bottom lip quivered as I panted, desperate for air. The windows were becoming steamy as pale moonlight poured into the room, washing across our bodies. We moved in sync, mouths perfectly meshing together at just the right times, like puzzle pieces. It was gentle and cautious. It felt right even though it was so very wrong.
YOU ARE READING
Let's Get Sexy • An Impractical Love Story
FanfictionIf you're familiar with the show Impractical Jokers, I guarantee you're bound to enjoy this whirlwind story of a handsome New Yorker trying to find his place in the world, and maybe even stumble upon love along the way with the help of his three bes...