Bitter Kisses (It's Just High School #3) - Thandiwe Mpofu Page 0,163

me is so wicked, I die.

“It’s my turn this time,” I whisper.

“You don’t have to…”

What I felt for him in that moment, seeing that look in his eyes and the pools of heat in them, it’s so intense it was unbearable. “I want to show you how much I missed you,” I whisper. “I want to show you how much I appreciate you.”

He leans down, grabs my jaw and kisses me deeply, licking into my mouth in that way of his that drives me wild.

I fumble to unzip him and take him out, but he doesn’t stop kissing me. He doesn’t stop making the blood in my veins roar violently as my pussy clenches hard. I want to make him feel good, but he’s hell-bent on my making me come with just a kiss.

“My turn, Julian,” I whisper hoarsely, pulling back. I manage to unzip hi. Then with measured, slow movements, I look up, hold his gaze, then reach in and take his hardness out, gripping his thick, long cock in my hand, then I place a soft kiss on the purplish head.

“Fuck, Mia,” he hisses. There’s precum already spilling into my hand. He really does want to fuck me.

Everything about him turns me on. This man, he has every piece of my heart and now that he’s here with me, I’m starting to feel whole again.

From the way he looks and feels beneath my hands to the way he watches me, his hands running through my hair possessively, I can feel his greed and the silent demand he’s made on my body.

And suddenly, I want to pleasure him.

I want to give him the night of his fucking life and return the forcefulness with which he pleasures me back to him with all the loving I can give.

I take him in my mouth, licking softly and first, then I go all the way. I hollow my cheeks and draw rhythmically, pulling back to lick the plush head.

“Shit, Mia,” Julian groans above, fisting my hair in his hand, tugging at it with a bite of pain. “Suck it, baby.”

I do as I’m told. I hold his cock with both hands, doing my best to suck and blow as best as I can. He’s so big, but I love the silky softness of his cock. I love his clean scent and I love the way he moans above me, giving me praise. I feel the vibrations of his groans ripple through his entire body and into mine.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last.”

“Good.” I get back to work, fisting his cock in my hand, loving the way my won arousal seems to build with his.

Suddenly, Julian pulls out of my mouth, then he pulls me up. I’m on the bed in a flash.

“I won’t come anywhere bit inside you the first time, Mia,” he states above me, stripping me out of my clothes with quick, deft movements then he quickly slips three fingers into my pussy and I gasp. “I want to kiss every inch of you. I want to worship you, Mia. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, baby. Tell me you understand that.”

All I can do is nod. I’m panting and he’s fucking me with his fingers. Before I can think about it, the orgasm builds and then he pulls me over the edge with a soft massage to my clit, applying just enough pressure to trigger another orgasm.

Fuck.

“I need to be in you,” he says, removing his shirt and tearing at my bra. “I need this, baby.”

“Yes.”

Julian sucks at my breasts, touching me everywhere, making me feel alive in a way I haven’t felt since he fucked me on my twentieth birthday. But in a way, this is more. So much more.

He’s hard as stone, I’ve never seen him so aroused, and it makes me so fucking hot, there’s a sheen of sweat coating my body now.

“I love you so much, baby,” Julian declares. “I loved you when I hated you. I loved you when you enraged me and loved you every fucking day since.”

Tears. They come back all over again.

“I love you too, Julian,” I croak, pulling him down over me. I love his weight. I love the way he makes me feel like nothing can touch me.

“Like I said, baby,” he whispers almost cruelly above me. “You’ll love me even if it kills us.”

Yes.

His cock swells even further, with the thick veins standing out along its beautiful length.

“I love your mouth,” he whispers above me. “We’ll revisit