My Addiction by Ida Gonzalez (summer reading list TXT) 📗

Chapter 15 Also my first time

Dante

We arrived at my apartment. I grabbed her hand and walked her up to the elevator. As soon as the elevator closed, I stuck her to the cold wall to kiss her as much as I wanted, as I have longed for so long and now nothing and nobody is going to stop me. It is not a soft kiss, it is rather a kiss full of lust, a desire that borders on madness, that desire that increases every day. I run my hands down her back and to her ass, I squeeze them with my two hands, inviting her to wrap her leg around my waist. She understands my intention and quickly does it. She grabs my neck, wrapping both her arms around it, and we are consumed in that kiss. Without taking my lips off her, I kiss her down to her neck. I love the aroma that comes from her soft skin. The smell of her cologne mixed with the natural smell of her. it is so soft, so delicate. She kisses me desperately, moaning on my lips. I press her more into the wall so that she cannot escape from me. I need her. It's driving me crazy.

"Baby, you don't know how much I want you,"  I confess without wanting to detach myself from her mouth. She breathes agitated, running her hands over my arms, my chest, over my shirt, she touches me desperately. I also caress her beautiful and tiny body, the clothes I want to rip off her and kiss her skin completely, tasting every corner of her perfect body.

"I want you, too, Dante."  She confesses. She is nervous. I like it because that means she is excited, she is uninhibited. She does not keep anything, she does not control herself, I do not want her to do it.

We get out of the elevator that leads directly to my apartment. I enter with her hanging around my waist, I don't want to let go. We just separate for a moment, but I don't lower her. We look at each other. She smiles at me shyly with a slight blush on her cheek that makes her look precious, more precious than she already is.

You don't know, Paula, how much I wanted this moment. I longed for it for every second of my existence," I sincerely confess, something I never imagined. I do not say it to get her in my bed, no, I say it because it is what I am feeling right now. I carried her to a piece of furniture, sat her on top of her, but didn't let her say anything because I relentlessly assaulted her mouth.

"Dan ..." I claimed her lips. I devoured her mouth again with hunger, her lips are my addiction. She opens her legs, I take a step between them. I draw her towards me. The dress goes up to her hips, I lower my kisses to her neck, leaving kisses everywhere, while I caress her leg, she does not leave her hand still. She plays mischeviously with the buttons of my shirt, her hands are shaking. I do not know if they are nerves or despair. The same that I'm feeling, that desperation to see her naked on me, but I want to go slowly. I want to enjoy it more, that the hours are eternal by her side. She nervously removes two buttons and reaches inside my shirt, and I feel my skin burning.

“Paula, what are you doing to me babe?” I whispered hoarsely. She doesn't stop caressing me, she wants everything from me as I do from her. She takes off my shirt, exposing my torso, looks at my chest and abdomen as if she loved what she saw, licking her lips.

"Do you like what you see, babe?" I asked trying to joke which I couldn't since she cut off all my breath when she started to lower her index finger from my chest to where my belt begins. I took a long breath watching her.

"You are a little naughty babe." she finally smiled, completely flushed.

"You are too beautiful, Paula, you are driving me crazy." I confessed outlining her lips with my thumb, detailing every freckle on her face, studying every inch of her fine face and losing myself in the iris of her eyes, those that shine with intensity, those eyes that make my pulse stop to appreciate her beauty, she has no idea of the beauty she possesses. She has no idea that she can have whoever she wants at her feet, and perhaps her innocence is what prevents her from seeing everything she provokes in me.

I incline my face again to take her mouth with passion, with that unbridled desire of the nights dreaming her, the nights touching me thinking of her, imagining her in my bed, in my house, imagining her moans, her gasps and her breath in my ear, makes every hair on my body stand on end.

I allow myself to go further by taking my hands to her blouse to open it, revealing her beautiful black bra, the one that contrasts with her skin, causing an absolute rush of adrenaline, and an incomparable ecstasy causing a delirium of desire to consume all of her. I cheer up, I don't stop my restless hands and I take them behind her, wanting to detach that garment that will let me see hell itself and maybe I'll go crazy just seeing that piece of her body, but I think that would be worthy to burn for. I inhale and exhale deeply, I gulp down saliva, detailing her beautiful breasts, two magnificent mountains of meat that are delicious and invites you to sin with them.

I do not stop my movements and under her watchful gaze without taking my eyes off her bright eyes I take one of them between my hands caress it. Soft, delicate, perfect. I want to have a taste of it. I want to know what it feels like to have it on my lips, I do it, I taste it. I delight myself, I enjoy it.

I'm hungry for her, her body.

"Dante!"

She whispers. I look up again to look right into her eyes, making that magical contact with her. She bites her lip, bringing his little hands up to my hair, it feels wonderful. I go from one to the other, she has no idea how she's killing me, the warmth of her, the scent of her, the softness of her. I return my kisses to her lips, this time kissing her brutally.

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