Asleep, chapter 44

"Please."

Her hand slipped under his shirt and caressed his skin.

He remembered how she had always been able to
press the right buttons when it came to him.
As if she could read his mind or
had studied him by heart.

He shut his eyes tightly as she pressed her lips on his again,
letting her hand slip past the rim of his boxers.
He could feel his lips responding to hers,
more fiercly with every time he did.

His hands wandered up her body,
and he felt the smooth fabric disappear under his touch.

He breathed heavier when she kissed down his neck.
She smiled against his skin,
but couldn't hide that her breathing, too, was geeting heavier
by second.

He could tell it was his touch that made her make that noises
and it gave him a rush of blood to the head
that he was able to do this.

He knew she could.
And he hated her for making him moan into her ear.
He hated her for making him give in.
He hated her for making him gasp and lean in for more.

His hands were holding her face now,
drawing her closer that tiny bit.
His lips hung on hers now,
forcing the kisses to last longer.
To get more intense.

She was breathing so heavy now,
and her eyes were shut so tightly.
His right hand held her head,
supporting it but making sure she couldn't back away,
while his other hand disappeared under her clothes again.

He kissed her roughly on the lips,
making the kiss last terribly long,
as her body began to shiver and she opened her mouth
for air,
breathing into his mouth and biting down softly on his lip.

That's when he let her back away,
hugging him slightly before getting up.

She leaned back against the wall,
still out of breath,
panting.

She watched him from there for a second
before she raised her ahnd to wave goodbye and got out of his room,
with a whispered "See you!".