Sing Me To Sleep
An Island Made Of Feather Down
I don't know what came over me. But Ry had a point. I'm finally 100% free of Kyle. I can be with Rian. The first guy who seems to make me feel really happy. All I want to do is be able to show him what that means to me. I'm ready. I know I am.
Rian looks at me with a worried expression. I lean forward on my knees and press my lips to his and let myself melt into his chest and body. His hands hold onto my waist an pull me down closer to him. My fingers curl into his chest and pull up on the fabric slightly exposing his stomach. He pulls his lips off of mine and raises an eyebrow at me, I nod at him hoping he understands.
"Should we go upstairs..." He sounds so uncertain, I nod just as his hands reach my thighs pulling me to straddle him. My legs wrap around him as he stands up and pressed his lips back against mine.
I fall back against his sheets my heart pounding out of my chest. I slide my hands down his sides to the bottom of his shirt, I pull up slowly and drop his shirt off to the side. I feel his hand on the inside of mine resting on my hip. I've never felt this feeling of lust and love so mixed. The desire to give him everything I have not for my own pleasure but for the feeling of closeness and connection to him. The desire to show him myself at my most vulnerable. I hardly notice the slip of fabric as he takes my shirt off. I silently thank whatever god is out there that I chose acceptable underwear.
"I love you..." Rian moans into my ear just before returning his lips to mine, we move together perfectly, slowly and passionately. One of his hands runs down my bare side.
"Pierce are you sure about this?" Rian pulls away from me for a moment. He looks at me with so many emotions, lust, love, concern, fear. I manage to nod just before leaning in to kiss him again.
It's nothing like how it is in movies, not some sort of romantic montage. Every moment every touch feels intensified, like everything is in slow motion but doesn't last nearly long enough, Rians lips against my collar bone, his hands running on my inner thighs and in between my legs... Teasing me.
Rian slides the condom on, either one of his hands by my sides. My hands rest on his back holding him in close to me. Just before he inserts himself into me his lips touch mine just barely, I can't help myself when I try to lift my entire body. To give in to the craving for everything about him.
My head falls back on the pillows as he pushes himself inside of me slowly, making my entire body tense up and begin to convulse. Heat radiates from his body, his lips on mine or on my jaw or neck. He thrusts into me. Gradually getting faster making me grow closer to release....
Rian looks at me with a worried expression. I lean forward on my knees and press my lips to his and let myself melt into his chest and body. His hands hold onto my waist an pull me down closer to him. My fingers curl into his chest and pull up on the fabric slightly exposing his stomach. He pulls his lips off of mine and raises an eyebrow at me, I nod at him hoping he understands.
"Should we go upstairs..." He sounds so uncertain, I nod just as his hands reach my thighs pulling me to straddle him. My legs wrap around him as he stands up and pressed his lips back against mine.
I fall back against his sheets my heart pounding out of my chest. I slide my hands down his sides to the bottom of his shirt, I pull up slowly and drop his shirt off to the side. I feel his hand on the inside of mine resting on my hip. I've never felt this feeling of lust and love so mixed. The desire to give him everything I have not for my own pleasure but for the feeling of closeness and connection to him. The desire to show him myself at my most vulnerable. I hardly notice the slip of fabric as he takes my shirt off. I silently thank whatever god is out there that I chose acceptable underwear.
"I love you..." Rian moans into my ear just before returning his lips to mine, we move together perfectly, slowly and passionately. One of his hands runs down my bare side.
"Pierce are you sure about this?" Rian pulls away from me for a moment. He looks at me with so many emotions, lust, love, concern, fear. I manage to nod just before leaning in to kiss him again.
It's nothing like how it is in movies, not some sort of romantic montage. Every moment every touch feels intensified, like everything is in slow motion but doesn't last nearly long enough, Rians lips against my collar bone, his hands running on my inner thighs and in between my legs... Teasing me.
Rian slides the condom on, either one of his hands by my sides. My hands rest on his back holding him in close to me. Just before he inserts himself into me his lips touch mine just barely, I can't help myself when I try to lift my entire body. To give in to the craving for everything about him.
My head falls back on the pillows as he pushes himself inside of me slowly, making my entire body tense up and begin to convulse. Heat radiates from his body, his lips on mine or on my jaw or neck. He thrusts into me. Gradually getting faster making me grow closer to release....
Notes
Rae.Barakittenhey you guys this is the first smutty thing I've written, and to be honest it was really hard. I haven't had sex with my boyfriend yet, he is reading this story, love you. And also I've been feeling extremely suicidal recently. And I'm just in a shit place and once again my J. (I'm not giving his name just for his own privacy) is really helping me out. So you guys need to hold me accountable to keep my ass writing and not... Decomposing. Okay. Well tell me what you think. I love you guys,
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7/29/13