thirteen

                                    

                                          
Salem Woods
He looks up at me and we meet eyes. My stomach clenched, and I actually realise his eyes were green. Not like mine however, they were a dark green with a even darker green in his iris too. He had a few freckles on his cheeks too, a strong jawline and soft diamond lips. 
"Salem..." He drops his head, looking into his lap and I swallow. The look into his eyes made me feel...different, I've never felt like it before. He looks at me again, and I look at him too.
"Yeah?" I whisper, ever so softly. His eyes watch me whisper, his own lip sucking into his mouth as he bites into it. He leans in closer to me, his hand reaching out to hold my hip as he has his forehead on mine. 
I cup his jaw and pull his head away, looking up at him. He hesitates, so we both lean in, before our lips touch. I feel my whole body tense from it and we both inhale, even if we were just kissing before, he makes me feel like that. 
We pull away and I part my lips a little. I bite my lip, making him look at them again. His were soft and plump like I thought honestly, and I wanted to kiss him again. He falls into my lips and holds both of my lips, still sitting on the edge of his big bed, I was in my normal clothes and he was in sweatpants.
I feel him tug my hips, so I kneel high on my knees and slowly straddle his lap, sitting on his thighs. Our lips start to move, smacking heavily with our breathing filling the what feels like a small room. I cup his he and he squeezes my hips, a mix that goes so well but is so dangerous. 
He falls us back onto the soft bed and rolls us over so I was on the bottom with him above me. I slide my hands down to his neck and he softly lets his hand explore my body and oh my god was it an experience. 
His hand rested over my breast, and he snapped his hand away instantly and pulled away. "I'm sorry.." He mumbles but I shake my head. 
"It's okay." I bite my lip and smile. "You can touch me there."
"Are you...sure?"
"Yes, Harry." I consent. He kisses me again, his hand sliding up my sides and to the side of my breast again, slowly making its way to the top of my breast and because this singlet had cups in them, I wasn't wearing a bra. 
He softly squeezes it and it made me gasp into the kiss and hum softly. He kisses me harder, and I know that means I need to be quiet so I don't wake Darcy up. He starts kissing from my lips, down to my jaw and kissing my neck.
"This isn't right.." I breathe, his soft lips layering onto my skin softly. I part my lips and grab hold to his thick hair, my eyes closing in bliss.
"I know, but I can't stop." He mumbles on my skin. He continues to kiss my skin, my hands explaining his back. He pulls at my shirt and pulls away, helping me take it off. 
He looks down at my chest, a black bra with a bow in the centre that joins it together with a lace material over the top of it. He looks down at it and I bite my lip, my breasts are showing a lot because I was laying down. I hope he doesn't like big boobs cause I don't have that. 
I hold the back of his neck, pushing it down so our lips join, his hands again sliding to my leggings. He pulls away again and pulls them down, leaving me in plain black underwear. He smiles at me and kisses my neck again, sucking softly but not enough to leave a mark, enough that I can feel it though. 
I reach down to his sweatpants, untying them and pulling them open so the sting loosens. He pulls away and I bite my lip, crawling to the pillows and he does too. He gets above me and I pull his sweatpants and he helps me kick them off. He was left in his tight black boxers with a big bulge in the front, and going down the side of his thigh.