《First one》Eighty-One: Try harder
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While I anticipated peeling away that uniform of hers layer by layer, her eyes had fallen shut, her head resting against the side window. She looked so peaceful, an indescribable contrast to half an hour ago when she threw her shoe at my head. I didn't want to wake her up when we arrived at her place, slowly opening the door on her side, making sure she wouldn't fall out face first. The door making her fall into a void immediately woke her, her eyes wide.
"What's going on?" She braced herself for something that wasn't there, cause I had already caught her in my arms.
"It's okay, your lazy ass fell asleep on the way home." I teased her, the sight of her dazed face to adorable not to take in.
"Well, I'm fully away now!" She laughed, getting to her feet, her eyes widening even more the moment her toes touched the concrete. "Shit!" She sighed while dropping her forehead onto my shoulder.
"What?" I asked, hypnotized by her touch.
"Look down at my feet." She muttered into my hoodie, a chuckle escaping from her as I pushed her back a little so I could see. I looked down like she asked me to, curious and a little bit worried. I had to stop myself from not lingering on her chest as the uniform was doing a great job in exposing it but self-control was always key with her. I laugh rolled of my tongue the moment I saw what she was talking about. On one of her feet she was only wearing a sock, her shoe missing, gone. We must have left it at the parking lot and at that thought I remembered the shoe flying towards me at the speed of light and I couldn't help but burst out in laughter, pulling her towards my chest. "You think that's funny?" She pouted, trying to hold back a laugh herself. I could tell by the way the corners of her mouth desperately wanted to tug up.
"Only a little." I burst out again after the words left my mouth and at that she playfully pushed at my chest before shaking her head with a smirk.
"Asshole!" She laughed as I was taking pleasure out of her misfortune.
"You have to admit it's at least a little, nope a whole lot amusing. You shouldn't have thrown it at my face." I chuckled, putting my hands on either side of her face to kiss the tip of her nose, my lips still smiling at the thought of her one bare foot.
Her face turned into an amusing pout. So Fucking cute. "Lukas, that was my favorite pair of high tops." She stuck out her bottom lip and it was too tempting, like she was deliberately inviting me. I had no choice but to pull her face to mine and claim her lips, tasting the salt of her dried-up tears.
"I'll buy you new ones." I blurted out, transforming her pout into a frown. "Stop with the frowning baby, it'll give you wrinkles. The more you frown the more shoes I'll buy you!" I laughed.
Her frown turned into widened eyes and a parted mouth. "Lukas you don't h-"
"What did you say? Cause you're at two pair with that frown on your face." I smiled at her, quickly pecking her lips again, her hands sliding around my wrists. I was going to buy her new ones even if she didn't want to, so I found nothing better than to put my hands on her waist and lift her over my shoulder, laughter coming out of her mouth as a result. "That's better!" I smiled while taking her bag to throw it over my other shoulder, shutting the door and locking my car while she hung over my shoulder like the gorgeous sack of potatoes she is.
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And like that I carried her all the way up the stairs, because I know how much she dislikes taking the elevator. Out of breath I put her down, the smirk on her face catching my attention as she grabbed her keys from her backpack. "What?" I smiled trying to catch my breath.
"Don't tell me you're already out of breath?" She grinned as she put the key in the keyhole, twisting it with an even bigger smirk on her face.
"I just carried your ass up here, show a little gratitude." I laughed and of course rolled my eyes as she pushed the door open, dropping her backpack in the floor while she pushed the lonely shoe off her foot.
She turned around, pulling me further inside by my sleeve, only to throw her arms around my neck. "I'm just saying, if you're already tired now, wait until I'm done with you." She stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear, her tiny legs strong enough to push us back against a freshly closed door. She's kinky tonight. My back hit the door with a thud, her tiny frame plastered against me like she wanted us to be one. I wasn't complaining. If she wanted to play, I was going to show her the game.
"Until you're done with me?" I whispered at her, the look on her face enough to draw me in and make me tingle. Her hooded eyes asked me to pull her even closer, my hands folding around her waist.
She squeezed her green shimmering eyes at me, filled with mischief. Suddenly I feel her hand leaving my neck to reach behind her, grabbing mine. She guided my hand, sliding in between her thighs, my fingers sliding over her soft skin, pushing underneath the fabric of her skirt. Fuck she knows how to drive me crazy. My thoughts go wild while my eyes kept focused on her gaze, the sensation in my fingers enough to make every part of me throb. My other hand can't stay on her waist as it urges to the back of her head, pulling her forehead against mine. She was biting down on her bottom, playing mind games with me, already making me feel out of breath. Nobody has never had this effect on me, fuck this is always exciting. I feel the heat flow to my dick, as I want her more with each inch she brings my hand closer to her own heat. Her flushed face fell into the crook of my neck the moment she pushed my fingers to her panties, the cotton feeling moist against my skin.
I was speechless at the control she had over me, her hand on mine, claiming all the power as she coerced it to tease the hem of her panties, her breathing heavy at the crook of my neck. My jeans were starting to feel way too small with the fabric straining against my throwing hard-on. She was right, I was going to be dead by the time she was done with me. Just by touching her alone.
My fingers couldn't resist to find their way to her roots, pushing her face into my neck even more, making her hum as I did so, her lips pressed against her favorite place. Bells playing with my hand, making my fingers caress the hem of her panties without really granting me access to her was driving me crazy. She continued to tease my fingers, alternating between the soft skin on her thighs and the moist fabric. My heartbeat was pounding out of my chest, letting my head fall back against the door to breathe. Whiteout giving me any warning she pushed my fingers past the hem, chills going to my spine at the touch of the wetness between her legs. She moaned my name against my skin, completely putting my mind in overdrive. Fuck yes. I bit my lip as she rubbed my fingers over her most sensitive part, every inch of her body squirming around them. She no longer had the power and handed over control as her hand grabbed on to my hoodie with want. I turned us around, pushing her up against the door, my fingers continuing to make her stiff with longing. No more messing around.
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My hand went from the back of her head to the side of her cheek, cupping her face and bringing her parted lips to mine, kissing them deeply, even stealing her breath away with it. "Are you still on your-"
"Hardly." She cut me off, looking at me with hooded eyes as she leaned in again to come at my lips, my finger continuing to rub her right. Her lips parted once more as she melted into my touch.
"Good enough." I breathed into her mouth, before sucking at her bottom lip, taking it between my teeth to torture her as I drove a finger inside her, feeling exactly how ready she was.
"Fuck." She gasped into a faint whisper, her head falling into my hand, her eyes closed.
"Did you just say fuck?" I whispered with a smirk on my lips as her eyes widened, as if she didn't even notice she said it out loud.
Her face relaxed for a second. "Yes." She admitted, her eyes gleaming with amusement. It was fucking sexy and I needed her to say it again. "Fuck." She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against my palm as I tortured her again, using two fingers to drive her insane. "Lukas, whatever you're doing, don't stop!" She said as her hands held tight on my jaw and her lips moved against mine, her tongue seeking the wetness of mine.
"Don't stop you say?" I said, stepping back and stopping whatever I was doing, letting her hands fall from my face as I watched her. I was hungry for every inch of her as she stood against the door, her lips parted and pink.
"What are you doing?" She frowned her brows at me with questionmarks for eyes. "I said don't stop." She pouted, and the more she did, the more I needed her. I felt the residue of her excitement on my fingers while I gazed down at her, the space between us large enough for me to observe her body in that uniform.
"Since when do you tell me what to do?" I teased her, my eyes lingering on her lips, wanting them on mine again.
She squeezed her eyes at me, pulling one of her brows up shortly after, the look on her face screaming want. "Since I want you to fuck me." She said, and the directness of her words made my cock twitch for her.
I looked at her, her breasts nearly popping out that blouse and my fingers tingled to attack the buttons, each one of them slowly but deliberately. "Make me." I said looking up to meet her eyes. She playfully huffed before closing the space between us, her hands grabbing my hoodie at my chest, twisting the fabric so she had a handful as she pushed me back. "Try harder." I whispered, while my hand pushed her hair behind her shoulders, not losing eye contact. Her hands shot to the hem of the hoodie, pulling it up and over my head and I let her, helping her even by throwing it behind her on the floor. Her hands pushed me back, guiding me further into the living room until the couch hit the back of my knees.
Before I let myself fall into it, she hooked her little fingers behind the loops of my jeans. The mischievous look on her face sending chills trough my body. "Hard enough?" She said as her hand cupped and squeezed the bulge in my pants a breath escaping me as my eyes fluttered shut, completely nailed to the floor, her confidence surprising me.
"Barely." My big mouth had to say, my eyes looking down at my girl. Oh I was hard, I just wanted to tease her until she couldn't take it anymore.
She bit her lip again, making sure I saw every second of it as her fingers eagerly undid the buttons on my jeans and zipped it down, pushing it down my legs while her hands pushed me into the comfort of her couch. Oh fuck. I thought as she didn't hesitate, slowly pushing her panties down her legs, my eyes failing to keep contact with hers, I was completely mesmerized by what she was doing, the fabric falling at her feet before she stepped out of them.
I gasped for air as she sat on top of me, straddling my lap, the thought of her not wearing anything underneath that short shirt completely taking over every other thought. My T-shirt went next as she desperately pulled it over my head.
I sat up pushing her into my lap as my lips gravitated towards the soft skin in her neck. I felt her hands go into my hair, desperately pulling at my roots as I sucked, leaving an even more desperate mark.
Without a sign or warning she pushed my head back against the softness of the couch, her hands unmoved in my hair. She might be in control of my head right now but I still have my hands to play with. My fingertips left the sensation of her waist and went for the first button on that overexposing blouse, wanting to expose her completely. I flicked my fingertip against the button while playfully smirking at her, her hands still slightly massaging my scalp. She wanted to say something, probably to take that hideous thing off her because as soon as I undid the first button her lips tugged up into her sexy smile. Mmmh yeah. The second button followed shortly after, but this one seemed stuck.
"Luke, I'm fired. I don't care if you keep it in one piece." She whispered huskily, her eagerness doing a number on me. I looked up at her, her eyes begging me to destroy that blouse and this was one of her sexiest moments for sure. At that, I pulled the blouse apart, that stupid button along with the next two flying around the place.
As I admired the sight in front of me her hands pushed my lips to her neck once more, my tongue dancing against her skin while I pushed the blouse of her shoulders, leaving her in her bra. But not for long when I unclasped it as I kept kissing her neck, her small moans telling me she was enjoying it. Fuck this is divine suffering. My dick was throbbing so hard for her that it almost hurt. I was so worked up that I felt like I was going to explode the moment she would let me inside her.
Her hands left the sides of my head to grab my hands and drag them over her breasts, pushing them hard into them, her message clear. I ran my fingers over her stiff nipples as she leaned on me, her forehead resting against mine, her sweet breath fanning my lips. "Mmm." She hummed against my lips as I played with her, excited to take this to the next level but not without giving her the most I could offer.
"I love you." I whispered against her lips, my nose brushing over hers as my hands trailed down, flowing over her skirt onto her thighs.
"I love you more." She whispered back, her breathing fast and longing. Her skin felt hot under my touch, the heat radiating from her core as I trailed under her skirt. I never lost eye contact, wanting to see the look on her face the moment I touched her where she needed me most. I felt my own hardness under my hand as I reached for her. Her arousal wetting my boxers, turning me on even more. Her eyes fell shut, her throat drawing a deep breath as I touched her between her legs, using my finger to fill her and pulling out slowly to tease her into a gasp.
"Fuck." She hissed again as I added a finger, getting worked up from the tightness around my fingers and the moisture coating them. Her forehead fell against mine as I went on with my torture, aiming for her time and time again each time burying myself a bit more in her core. "I can't take it anymore." She said, completely out of breath, her eyes closed from pleasure and exhaustion at the same time.
"What?" I asked before softly kissing her lips. "This?" I added while rubbing her where she would feel it most, drawing circles to drive her insane. I felt her fingers dig into my skin as she unwillingly rocked her hips against my hand.
"Yes." She breathed and because of the tone in her voice it was unclear whether that was a yes pleasure me or yes this was exhausting. Either way I was driving her over the edge into a bliss. She stiffened on top of me, my name rolling of her lips before she relaxed around my fingers, her arms hanging on my shoulders and her face buried in the crook of my neck.
If my boxers were wet before, they definitely where now. Fuck. I had never been so keyed up, she was doing stuff to me, and apparently, the feeling was mutual. While trying to catch her breath, her messy hair and swollen lips, the coat of sweat on her skin screamed sex. Breathing heavily, she stood up, stepping away from my lap. She looked down at the wet stain on my light grey Calvin's and chuckled, her cheeks blushing as she looked a bit embarrassed. I could only find it fucking hot.
"Come." She whispered, taking my hand to pull me to my feet. The sight of her only wearing that skirt almost making me explode on the spot. While letting her pull me to the bathroom with a smirk on my face, I watched her long hair bounce across her elegant back.
The moment she pulled me into the bathroom she went straight for the shower, letting the water run warm and pulling me under, her skirt and my boxers drenched in an instant as the water flowed over us, my messy hair now wet and flopping down my for forehead. She pulled me in until her back hit the tiles, my hands on her ribcage holding her still as hers pulled my lips to het mouth, the mixture of hot water and her wet lips exhilarating, her hot tongue drawing me in, claiming mine as her own. She was driving me crazy, teasing her with my tongue as her hands pulled and played at the hem of my boxers.
My hand trailed over her ribs, up over her breasts, slowly until I could cup her face, deepening the kiss, making her stand on her tiptoes, her hands freeing the excitement in my boxers as she pushed them down into a puddle on the floor of the shower. I hissed into her mouth the moment her hands wrapped around me, her movements making me brace a hand against the wall as I tried to keep kissing her, her tongue and hand simultaneously driving me mad.
She wasn't planning on giving me a break, but I needed more than her hand, I needed all of her as the water fell upon us, the temperature rising by the second. Her hand vigorously pleasured me faster and harder to the point I wasn't going to be able to give her anything else if she continued. "Fuck." I groaned, well aware my vocabulary was limited, but it was what it was, and it was fucking fantastic. Not being able to take it another second as she kept going it my lips and my cock, I suddenly turned her around, wrapping my arms around her from behind, and kissing her neck, allowing myself a break.
"Take this hideous skirt off Lukas." She gasped as I pasted myself against her from behind, my hand cupping one of her breasts while kissing the wet skin in her neck, pushing her drenched hair to one side.
"It's not that hideous." I whispered in her ear while my hands searched for the zipper on her skirt. "It's sexy as hell." I took her earlobe between my teeth as I unzipped her and let the skirt fall over her hips down to the bottom of the shower next to my boxers. I pulled her against me she was now completely naked. She met me halfway, pushing her backside behind to feel my excitement against her lower back.
She pushed my hands down, slowly over her body until my fingers met her folds once more, leaving me gasping in her ear at the touch of it. Bells threw her head back against my chest at the same time. "Please, Lukas. I want you!" She said pushing her hips into me and at that I couldn't resist anymore. I needed her.
"Let me get a condom." I whispered, almost halfway out of the shower until she grabbed my wrist, pulling me back.
"I want you like this." She shook her head, the look on her face almost too cute to make me resist her proposal.
"Babe, we need to be careful. Not that our babies wouldn't be freaking gorgeous but-"
"Just pull out." She cut me off, making me widen my eyes at the bluntness of her words. "I'll finish you differently." She smirked at me. That smirk being the reason why I stepped back in, making me want to find out exactly what way she was thinking of.
"Are you dirty talking me baby?" I smirked at her, as her hands pulled my lips to meet hers once more. "Are you sure?"
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