PS I'm Over You

Rion never felt like this before. He felt hot and in need of something. His d.e.s.i.r.e for Sara was so potent that he felt the singe of it all throughout his body. Blood rushed to his groins. The scent of alcohol and distinct scent of female body flooded his senses, surrounding him, arousing him further. As their lips molded into each other, he g.r.o.a.n.e.d at the foreign sensation.

Sara lifted her leg over him and straddled on his l.a.p. Her denim capris seemed to prevent her from pressing fully against Rion's body. Her blood heated as it flowed through her like a river. How could she be able to feel hot from inside and out? It has to be a kind of fever that the alcohol and Rion caused.

She leaned her c.h.e.s.t closer to Rion, enjoying the heat of him as they shared a sloppy kiss that turned heated and deeper as every second passed. Every cell on her body screamed with anticipation as she smelt the familiar scent of his aftershave. Damn, she would like to lick him up over and over again. She had never felt this way before, not even with her ex-boyfriend. They made out, yes, but she never felt this d.e.s.i.r.e for a man that made her body heated with l.u.s.t.

One of Rion's hand raked gently through her hair. He thought it was so soft, so thick and its smell so intoxicating that he could smell her in between their kisses. Such an alluring scent made him crave to bury his nose in the soft scent of the dark mesmerizing mane of hers.

Their lips parted as both of them were left breathless. Rion realized something then, that there was something about Sara that he rather liked for the lack of the better word. She was different. Oh and not because of her obsession with BL romances. She isn't like any other women he had met before. Aside from Ririna, Sara is one of those people who doesn't seem to be attracted to his face.

Sara is special. She was not superficial, unlike other women who came on him on a daily basis. She didn't need a ton of makeup or dress in a tight skimpy clothing for someone to notice her beauty.

"Sara."

L.u.s.t intermingled in his voice, and for some reason, it really turned her on and made her feel naughty. Sara likes being naughty and it is one of her favorite things to do in the world. Rion held her face in his hands and inched closer until their lips touched. He kissed her slowly this time, savoring the taste of her.

Sara reveled in his c.a.r.e.s.s and kissed him back with the same passion. His hands slid down her waist gripping the end of her shirt. He had never experienced being intimate with a woman yet he felt that his body is responding to her naturally as he followed his instincts. Breaking their kiss, he helped her pull her shirt up over her head.

For a half second, Sara fizzled as heated embarrassment made her immobile in his l.a.p. She had never revealed her body to any man before. While she knows that she isn't ugly, she is a bit conscious about her figure. She didn't even have a c.h.e.s.t that she could be proud of. With barely a B cup size, she's embarrassed to let Rion see her b.a.r.e c.h.e.s.t.

Rion placed his hand back on her waist as Sara began to unbutton his shirt. Her lips following the trail and she placed small kisses on his now exposed c.h.e.s.t. She started feeling irritated of her capris that she decide to stand and unbuttoned her own pants down never breaking eye contact with Rion as she gave him a little striptease. He was pleasantly surprised by her boldness.

Sara pulled his arm making him stand tall in front of her. She laughed and Rion wondered what's so funny. Before he could comment on her weird action, she pulled his head down again for another kiss. Both of them didn't know how but Sara has pulled him to another room, where her bedroom is. Rion sat on the edge of the bed as Sara straddled his l.a.p once again and she continued to kiss him senseless.

How did they end up like this? Both of them had no idea. Maybe there was already an attraction between them the moment they had met. Rion opened his eyes when they parted. The intensity of his gaze made Sara lose any coherent thoughts especially with the way he looks at her. It sent shivers along her nerve endings.

The heat on her belly slid between her legs as the moisture flooded her sense. The pressure within her grew stronger as her arousal threaded through her body. He grabbed her h.i.p.s and pressed her closer moving her over his prominent arousal. She threw her back as he nuzzled her c.h.e.s.t, his warm breath tickling her heated skin.

He slid his hands from her h.i.p.s, with his one hand tangled in her dark mane and the other one braced her back. Sara m.o.a.n.e.d when she felt his tongue traced incoherent patterns on her c.h.e.s.t. As he pulled her closer, he grinded his erection against her.

When they parted, Sara pulled away from him and unbuckled her bra and slid it off, freeing her b.r.e.a.s.t while Rion stood up and started discarding his shirt and the rest of his clothes and shoes.

Their clothes fell on the floor and Sara gasped in surprise when she saw Rion's member. While she never had s.e.x with another man before, she had watched enough e.r.o.t.i.ca and BL series to know more about intimate encounters. She could tell Rion is bigger than average. His member jutted out from a nest of curling hair. As he stroked himself from the base up to his engorged head, she couldn't look away.

With the influence of the alcohol, Sara didn't know what to do. She remembered those p.o.r.nographic videos she had watched before and wondered if she could try it. She looked up to Rion to see his eyes reflecting the shallow light of the room. She licked her lips once again and wondered if she should suck him dry and make him come inside her mouth. She felt very perverted and dirty right now. As expected, Rion is a better specimen than her ex-lover.

Sara was then caught off guard when Rion pinned her on the bed, his hard body pressed against hers. She looked at him through her lowered lashes and her breath was caught in her throat. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. The dim light accentuated the harsh bone structure of his face making him appear more manly in spite of his waist length hair that is still tied in a low ponytail. The slight flush on his cheeks and the intensity of his gaze spoke of his need for her.

She spread her legs apart, holding up her hands up to draw him to her. Rion g.r.o.a.n.e.d as he adjusted his weight on the bed, bringing himself between her t.h.i.g.hs. He braced his weight on his forearms as his c.h.e.s.t light brushes against her. Sara sighed at the skin contact, her sight starting to get more dizzy with every physical contact they shared.