Heat
Reblogging yet another little something because I can’t write at the moment for whatever reason keeps me from it, but I figured since its sin week, I at least try and make it look like I wrote something XDÂ
Aren't I a busy bee. lol
We barely make it through the door before we are all over us. Pushing, pulling, sucking at each other as if we were to die the second we let go.
I am slammed to the wall next to the entrance. Both of my hands are up in Rayan’s hair messing it up, waving and combing it through my fingers, while my back is pushed into the cold concrete wall. It almost hurts but all I care right now is the man that I am madly in love with is kissing me, is pulling me, is devouring me.
The way he growls low, against my lips, vibrates and reverberates, makes the heat that pounds low in my core grow infinite. I passionately grip his hair tighter, moan against his lips as his hands squeeze my butt hungrily. I myself pull him harder against me. I can feel how much exactly he wants me, his hard manhood, still locked up in his pants, is begging to be freed and I am in no position to deny him his freedom.
I moan again as his leg presses mine apart, while I feverishly try to get rid of his jacket. With his help, the blazer finds quickly its place on the floor, followed by the matching west. Our breath gets fitful as we finally have our hands on each other again. His hands are everywhere. He roams under my large wool sweater, squeezing my breast, my ass, the skin of my hip.
I have to get rid of my knitted top. Now! Immediately! Rayan seems to think the same as he grabs the hem of it and drags it over my head.
My lips miss him the moment we part and appear to rejoice when we find each other again. I jump on him, wrap my legs around him tightly, as he simultaneously lifts me up.
I might go insane after all. His hard dick presses mercilessly against my throbbing center, and I can tell without even touching that I am soaking wet. I can’t help but roll my hips at this sensation which grants me a hoarse moan from him.
I am put down on a table or a bench. I don’t know, I don’t care.
All my thoughts are about, sex, sex, and sex! I get goosebumps as I greedily dig my fingernails into the fabric of his pants, pulling him even closer. I need friction! And I get it. His rocking almost causes me to pass out.
His hand dances over the lace of my bra, while the other in the back opens effortlessly the hook. With one swift move, my bra is on the floor. He leans closer kissing and licking a trail from my mouth down to my right breast, while the other one is teased and twisted with one of his big hands.
I throw my head backward. I can more feel than see the smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth, as he brushes with the other hand over my thigh, higher and higher until he almost reaches my core. But there he stops, drawing lazy circles into the fabric of my leggings, right before the goal.
I growl unhappily while I open my legs a bit wider and push my hips forward. But he just rests his hand where it is, frustrating close to my hot center. I look up again. His eyes fixed on me, a carnivore smile on his lips.
I bite my bottom lip, I swear to god this man takes my sanity. He is so sexy, if he would just touch me there I would come for sure. But for the looks of it, he seems to enjoy seeing me being tortured like that, but two can play this game.
I start to unbutton his shirt, slowly. One single finger trailing lazily from his collarbone over his breast, down his muscular stomach. The few dark hairs that are growing hidden from his pants up to his bellybutton make him even sexier. How can a single person combine divine looks and brains like him?
I bite down my bottom lip again, as my finger hooks in one of the belt loops in front. I pull him closer again. Kiss him ardently while my fingers expertly open his belt, the button and the zipper of his pants. I feel him sigh as I pull them down with one jerk.
His manhood unfolds, nearly free, just the very tip peeking out of his underwear in anticipation. He shivers noticeably against me as one of my fingernails trails down the hem of his boxer shorts.
He leans in, his head on my shoulder as I get into the light fabric, dancing with my fingers up and down his hip and thigh. Careful not to touch his member. He moans while biting into the soft flesh of my shoulder. “You’re…Ahhh..such a tease!” I laugh knowingly. He’s one to talk.
Stepping out of the mountain that formed to his feet he pulls me off the surface and carries me away. My legs are once again tightly wrapped around his hips, my arms wrapped around his neck. Â
I am laid down into a sea of gray silk, soft and inviting. Rayan is hovering over me, kissing me passionately while my legs press him harder against me. I need this so bad. The feeling of me wanting sex, tenfolds the one I had a few minutes ago. I can’t wait any longer.
I pant between our hot kisses, as he finally grabs the elastic hem of my leggings and pulls it down, getting off the bed while doing so. The leggings fly in a high bow down to the floor, a fate that they share with all the other garments.
My eyes observe him as he walks around the bed to the other side, opens the drawer of his commode and takes out a small package. He throws the content to the pillows and takes off his unbuttoned shirt and the underwear.
I can help but smile by the way his eyes roam over my body, his eyes clearly shadowed with desire. I guess mine exhibit the same desire as I sit up and meet him halfway on my knees. I finally have full excess to his upper body. I kiss my way down his stomach but get pushed back into the sheets.
His fingers trail slowly between my legs and rub lazily over my panties, as we kiss feverishly.
He’s teasing me again. I want him so much that I can’t even form a coherent sentence. “Rah..yan!” He chuckles lowly at my panting, bitting my nipple. “Say that again!” “Ahh…Rah-yan.” He growls, his chest vibrates with the deep sound.
Every inch of bare skin he touches is on fire. My thighs shake as he lastly rips off my panties and slides one finger down my fold. I gasp and arch my back as his finger pumps inside of me.
He bites my throat and groans as I reach for his thick length, entering another finger. I am so close, so close, that I clench his member hard, which only leads him to pump in and out of me more furiously.
“Ahhh… RayaHHn I’m comAhh!” My eyes flutter shut while the heat assembles in my core. I can feel every muscle in my upper body tensing with incredible speed as my hips instinctively buck up at the sensation.
I stroke his thick length up and down. His member the only thing that keeps me from losing myself completely. His lips are hot on mine as our tongues dance again, uncontrolled and wild.
My muffled moans melt with his as I totally come apart underneath him. The waves of my lust wash over me while we feverishly kiss, again and again.
Our breaths are stagger as we finally pull apart. I am sweaty, breathless and so, so desperate for a next round. All I want to is to feel him inside of me, ripping me apart, entirely.
I open my eyes and fall all over for him again, his possessive smile and the hot burning desire in his bright eyes makes me want to have him even more.
“You have no idea how long I wanted this..” He whispers huskily nibbling at my bottom lip. “You have no idea how fucking alluring you are!” I wrap my arms around his neck and spin us around, toping him with my knees on either side of him.
I take a condom out of the package and put it in my mouth, sliding slowly down his legs to get better excess to his dick. Man, he is impressive, now that I have a better look. I take it in one hand and glide slowly from top to bottom, my fist tightly around him, all while I look him seductively in the eyes. My mouth glides over his thickness, wrapping him in the condom expertly.
I come up again, temptingly biting my bottom lip, “No I don’t. But you can show me.” He growls full of raw lust and spins us around again.















