The lights in the apartment went dim and I can hear the kitchen door open. His footsteps grow closer toward me and my heart begins to race. I shut my eyes and move my feathered
bangs out to the side. I slide my feet up until they hit the corner of my coffee table. I bite my lip as the pain surges up my leg.
Tony sits beside me with one leg under him. His drink is being held firmly in his hand as he leans over to me, kissing me gently on my cheek. The closer he leans in, the farther I lean back. I am now laying underneath him, my back is supported by the arm of my couch. Tony takes one huge sip of his drink before dropping it on the carpet. All I am doing is watching his every move, letting him move my heart one beat at a time.
He breathes his whispers into my ear, “Cameron.” That is all he says as his knee slides softly between my legs hitting my crotch. I can feel the sensation burst through as he supports himself over me by letting his hands grab the couch. He comes in closer as finally his chest reaches mine. Smiling, he kisses my lips. One peck, then two, then turns into where our lips don’t part at all, breathing after each meet.
Tony begins to slide his tongue so it would meet with mine. I let him lead the way as he moves my tongue with his around my mouth, letting the saliva slip from the corner of my mouth. When he stops, I clench at his purple striped jacket and he looks over at it and shakes his head.
“You don’t want me to stop?” He gives me that devilish smile that I love.
I didn’t want to speak so I shake my head side to side.
That is all what it takes for Tony to go into his seductive rage. He grabs my hand from his jacket, pulls them above my head and begins to kiss my neck. I open my mouth to let the sweet sounds of my voice tell him that I am loving it. He feeds on my sensations as he slides his hand up my shirt to play circles with my now perky nipples. I moan out but he covers my mouth with his free hand, letting his body’s weight lay onto his hand, smashing against my chest. He gives me a look upon his glistening blue eyes. “No noise,” he demands, “the walls are thin and I don’t think you want the neighbors jealous.” He smirks at his last comment.
I do as he says and so he removes his hand. He grabs my shoulders and lifts me up as he takes off my green cotton shirt. As he takes it off, he slowly aligns his fingers with my spine, sending shivers down it. I can already feel myself getting harder and I’m sure Tony could feel it. He unzips his jacket revealing his black tank top underneath. He doesn’t take that off and goes for my pants. In a quick motion, he unbuttons the button on my jeans then quickly unzips the zipper. After my jeans passed my ankles, he swung them onto the rocking chair on the other side of the room.
“Cameron, do you love me?” He asks before he does anything else.
I let my hand go towards his soft, pale face, stroking my thumb in the section between the corner of his eye and the top of his ear, “Of course I do.” The brightest smile across his face made my heart skip beats that it has never skipped before.
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