Cuts And Bruises Won't Make Me Love You Less
I Was Saving Myself For You
"Jade!" My mum yelled from downstairs. "There's someone at the door for you!"
Sighing, I closed my laptop lid and hurried to the door. When I looked to see who it was, Mike was leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his delicious lips. "Hey, Temper." he said and his smirk opened into a full on smile.
"Hey, Mikey... What's up?" I asked, brushing through my hair with my fingers.
"Get dressed quickly. You're coming with me," He had an devious glint to his eye. What on Earth was he up to?
"Okay..." I opened the door wider and stepped aside. "Do you want to wait inside?"
He nodded, "Thanks."
He followed me upstairs into my bedroom. Then just like an immature child, he jumped straight on my white bed covers and laid on his back with his arms behind his head. "Hurry up!" He put his weight onto his forearms. "Unless...You wanna stay right here and do naughty things on this bed?"
Yes please... "No thanks." I quickly pulled some clothes from my wardrobe. "I'll be really quick." I mumbled then rushed into the bathroom.
I had a quick wash in the shower and shaved my legs so I could wear shorts, brushed my teeth and threw on the clothes I had brought in with me. I creamed my legs with some sort of body lotion that smelt of coconuts and being time conscious, I only put on mascara and nude lipstick.
"Almost done," I said to Mike, who was still laid on my bed. He looked up and his eye's raked my body. All of a sudden I became nervous - did he like what he saw? I bet he didn't, how could he? If he'd been out with someone like Neveah, the stuck up bitch who also happened to be the most beautiful girl I had seen, what would he see in me? A fat mess, that's what.
Wearing a frown, I opened a drawer to find a pair of ankle socks and I sat down on the floor to put them on, not wanting to sit anywhere near Mike.
"Jade." He whispered my name, but I refused to look at him. What if, for some reason he could see the self-doubt in my eyes? Damn, I was getting really self conscious. "Jade," He said a bit louder.
"What?" I answered quietly, a bit annoyed by his persistence.
"You look beautiful." He said simply, and I froze.
It was one of those compliments that you wait forever for someone other than your parents, or best friends to say - one of the compliments that aren't expected of people or just lies to be nice to someone. Mike sounded so sincere when he said those words that I started to panic.
He saw my arms tremble, so he hastily moved to my side and enveloped me in his arms. I felt very warm and safe there and I just melted into them. His lips gently pressed to my forehead. I got shivers down my back.
Looking up at him, his eyes seemed worried.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. That sometimes happens," His right hand traced along my spine. "The panic attacks." After I explained, he rocked me slightly from side to side for a while, calming me thoroughly.
And with the calmness, I must have developed some sort of stupidity charge because I lifted my head and looked Mike in the eye, then at his lips and back you his eyes again and took the very daft move of kissing him.
At first it was soft and slow. His lips were smooth and the lip ring a little cold. It felt so good kissing him. His smell washed over me, strong yet pleasant and totally Mikey. He lips finally became harsher against mine and his tongue licked at my bottom lip for my mouth to open, to which I instantly complied letting our tongues collide.
I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. He growled against my lips, and pushed his hips up so it hit the right spot. I moaned right back.
"Mike, my mum's downstairs," I mentioned as his hand crept under my shirt.
"Then you're just going to have to be quiet," He grinned.
I knew I should have stopped him then, but how could I have stopped? I wanted it as much as he did.
His hands gripped at my bum and squeezed which made me buck my hips downwards to meet his again. I parted from his lips to hold my arms up so he could lift my top off, however as he gazed at my body I couldn't help but cover myself.
His hand took hold of my chin, and he made sure I looked him straight in the eye. "You're beautiful." He whispered as if they were true, then moved my hands away from hiding my body. "You are." He continued.
"Mmm," I moaned as his hand unhooked my bra and grazed the side of my breast. I groaned, "Oh god, Mike." Then I felt my stomach twist in knots as he slowly flicked his tongue at the top of my nipple. I squealed, and realised it would be harder to stay quiet that I had first anticipated. Double crap.
"Sshhh," He hushed me into silence then flipped us so he was on top. He nibbled at my top lip, and I got the chance to do what I'd always wanted to - I softly bit his bottom lip and pulled. This caused him to grunt and pull my bottom half closer towards him.
"Mike, quick," I whined. "Please." He lowered his head to nip at my neck.
He asked in a gutteral voice, "Please what?"
"Mike..." His fingertips pulled at one of my swollen nipples.
"Tell me what you want me to do."
"F-fuck me, Mikey" I let out. That seemed to be enough for Mike, because he deftly unzipped his jeans and slid them down, along with my shorts and panties.
One of his fingers entered me, and I had to muffle my cry with his chest.
"Do you like it?" He acquired moving his finger in slow, drawn out movements. I couldn't form the words to answer him, so instead I just nodded.
I whimpered as his stopped attending to my body, as he searches through his trousers for what I presumed was a condom.
He was back within seconds, and his brown eyes searched mine. I smiled at him then lifted my hips again. "Come onn," I complained.
Smiling he leaned down to kiss my lips softly, then ripped the foil packet and put on the condom. Once he'd done that, he laid back over me and levelled his hard flesh at my heated opening. With one last look, he slammed into me.
I silently screamed.
Then he did pulled out and slammed into me again, I scratched at his back hard. Everywhere was in intense pleasure and I could help but groan. "Ohh, Mike."
I looked at his face, and saw he was looking at me. He bit his lip and started again in a steady rhythm. I leaned up and kissed him aggressively as he entered me over and over.
I could feel the build up in my stomach that told me I was getting close. "Harder Mike," I moaned. Grabbing hold of my waist, he did as I asked.
Soon after I couldn't take it anymore, and I tipped over the edge "Michael!" I gasped and I felt him shudder underneath my fingertips.
Sighing, I closed my laptop lid and hurried to the door. When I looked to see who it was, Mike was leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his delicious lips. "Hey, Temper." he said and his smirk opened into a full on smile.
"Hey, Mikey... What's up?" I asked, brushing through my hair with my fingers.
"Get dressed quickly. You're coming with me," He had an devious glint to his eye. What on Earth was he up to?
"Okay..." I opened the door wider and stepped aside. "Do you want to wait inside?"
He nodded, "Thanks."
He followed me upstairs into my bedroom. Then just like an immature child, he jumped straight on my white bed covers and laid on his back with his arms behind his head. "Hurry up!" He put his weight onto his forearms. "Unless...You wanna stay right here and do naughty things on this bed?"
Yes please... "No thanks." I quickly pulled some clothes from my wardrobe. "I'll be really quick." I mumbled then rushed into the bathroom.
I had a quick wash in the shower and shaved my legs so I could wear shorts, brushed my teeth and threw on the clothes I had brought in with me. I creamed my legs with some sort of body lotion that smelt of coconuts and being time conscious, I only put on mascara and nude lipstick.
"Almost done," I said to Mike, who was still laid on my bed. He looked up and his eye's raked my body. All of a sudden I became nervous - did he like what he saw? I bet he didn't, how could he? If he'd been out with someone like Neveah, the stuck up bitch who also happened to be the most beautiful girl I had seen, what would he see in me? A fat mess, that's what.
Wearing a frown, I opened a drawer to find a pair of ankle socks and I sat down on the floor to put them on, not wanting to sit anywhere near Mike.
"Jade." He whispered my name, but I refused to look at him. What if, for some reason he could see the self-doubt in my eyes? Damn, I was getting really self conscious. "Jade," He said a bit louder.
"What?" I answered quietly, a bit annoyed by his persistence.
"You look beautiful." He said simply, and I froze.
It was one of those compliments that you wait forever for someone other than your parents, or best friends to say - one of the compliments that aren't expected of people or just lies to be nice to someone. Mike sounded so sincere when he said those words that I started to panic.
He saw my arms tremble, so he hastily moved to my side and enveloped me in his arms. I felt very warm and safe there and I just melted into them. His lips gently pressed to my forehead. I got shivers down my back.
Looking up at him, his eyes seemed worried.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. That sometimes happens," His right hand traced along my spine. "The panic attacks." After I explained, he rocked me slightly from side to side for a while, calming me thoroughly.
And with the calmness, I must have developed some sort of stupidity charge because I lifted my head and looked Mike in the eye, then at his lips and back you his eyes again and took the very daft move of kissing him.
At first it was soft and slow. His lips were smooth and the lip ring a little cold. It felt so good kissing him. His smell washed over me, strong yet pleasant and totally Mikey. He lips finally became harsher against mine and his tongue licked at my bottom lip for my mouth to open, to which I instantly complied letting our tongues collide.
I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. He growled against my lips, and pushed his hips up so it hit the right spot. I moaned right back.
"Mike, my mum's downstairs," I mentioned as his hand crept under my shirt.
"Then you're just going to have to be quiet," He grinned.
I knew I should have stopped him then, but how could I have stopped? I wanted it as much as he did.
His hands gripped at my bum and squeezed which made me buck my hips downwards to meet his again. I parted from his lips to hold my arms up so he could lift my top off, however as he gazed at my body I couldn't help but cover myself.
His hand took hold of my chin, and he made sure I looked him straight in the eye. "You're beautiful." He whispered as if they were true, then moved my hands away from hiding my body. "You are." He continued.
"Mmm," I moaned as his hand unhooked my bra and grazed the side of my breast. I groaned, "Oh god, Mike." Then I felt my stomach twist in knots as he slowly flicked his tongue at the top of my nipple. I squealed, and realised it would be harder to stay quiet that I had first anticipated. Double crap.
"Sshhh," He hushed me into silence then flipped us so he was on top. He nibbled at my top lip, and I got the chance to do what I'd always wanted to - I softly bit his bottom lip and pulled. This caused him to grunt and pull my bottom half closer towards him.
"Mike, quick," I whined. "Please." He lowered his head to nip at my neck.
He asked in a gutteral voice, "Please what?"
"Mike..." His fingertips pulled at one of my swollen nipples.
"Tell me what you want me to do."
"F-fuck me, Mikey" I let out. That seemed to be enough for Mike, because he deftly unzipped his jeans and slid them down, along with my shorts and panties.
One of his fingers entered me, and I had to muffle my cry with his chest.
"Do you like it?" He acquired moving his finger in slow, drawn out movements. I couldn't form the words to answer him, so instead I just nodded.
I whimpered as his stopped attending to my body, as he searches through his trousers for what I presumed was a condom.
He was back within seconds, and his brown eyes searched mine. I smiled at him then lifted my hips again. "Come onn," I complained.
Smiling he leaned down to kiss my lips softly, then ripped the foil packet and put on the condom. Once he'd done that, he laid back over me and levelled his hard flesh at my heated opening. With one last look, he slammed into me.
I silently screamed.
Then he did pulled out and slammed into me again, I scratched at his back hard. Everywhere was in intense pleasure and I could help but groan. "Ohh, Mike."
I looked at his face, and saw he was looking at me. He bit his lip and started again in a steady rhythm. I leaned up and kissed him aggressively as he entered me over and over.
I could feel the build up in my stomach that told me I was getting close. "Harder Mike," I moaned. Grabbing hold of my waist, he did as I asked.
Soon after I couldn't take it anymore, and I tipped over the edge "Michael!" I gasped and I felt him shudder underneath my fingertips.
Ugghhh, I know it's been like a year, but please update, it hurts. XD
12/27/14