New Temptations

“You don’t understand Y/N, you’re just a kid.” Michael stated, calmly even though we were just shouting at each other moments before.
“I’m nineteen, not three you asshole.” I snapped, pushing past him and making my way to our shared bed room. After I closed the door, I rested my back against it before sliding to the floor.
Whatever we fighting about literally meant nothing to me now, the only thing running through my mind was Michael calling me a kid. He definitely didn’t think I was just a kid last night, I looked up to see the tiny hole in the wall from the headboard of our bed. Still, just knowing that he thinks I am just a kid whenever “I don’t understand” his actions hurt. Before I realized it tears started running down my cheek, probably making my make up run down my face.
There was a light knock on the door, but I knew it was so I just ignored it. I tried to slow down my crying and breathing so that Michael wouldn’t know that I was right at the door, but it didn’t work. I heard the material of his shirt rub against the door, he ended sitting on the floor just like I was.
“Please let me in.” Michael said quietly, letting out a sigh when he finished his sentence.
I didn’t say a word for a moment, then I finally spoke, “Why would you want to try and work things out with a kid?”
“Babe, you know that I don’t care about your age. Please, I love you.” Michael stated, which pissed me off.
I stood up and quickly opened the door, causing Michael to fall backwards. When he stood up he took a step towards me, but I stepped backwards.
“Don’t say that you don’t care about my age, you obviously do if you’re using it against me.” I told him, tears starting to fall again. “You’re only twenty-two.”
“If I cared about your age I wouldn’t have just spent the last three years of my life with you.” Michael started, so I looked him in the eyes. He took another step forward, but this time I didn’t move. “I love you, more than you even know. Hell, by the way you act you’ve got ten years on me.”
I couldn’t help but smile, and Michael took a hold of my wrist to pull me closer. He brought both of his hands to my cheeks and started to wipe away the smudged make up. With both hands still on my cheeks Michael leaned forward and kissed my forehead, so I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.
We stood there, just hugging for a good minute before I pulled away to kiss Michael. He kissed back immediately, making me feel better. I hooked my fingers in the belt loops of his pants and started to walk backwards to the bed. I wanted to make him forget his ‘kid’ comment.
Piece by piece, Michael and I began stripping each other down until he was in his boxers and I was in my panties. I crawled onto the bed and Michael crawled over me as he kissed me, slowly moving his lips to my neck. I tilted my head a little, loving how Michael managed to make me feel. He had both of my hands in his as he began to kiss down my body. Light kisses trailed down my stomach, which only maybe me more anxious for what I knew he was about to do.
Michael let go of my hands as he gripped onto my black laced panties and began to pull them down. I raised my hips a little because it made it easier for him. After he tossed them aside, Michael began to kiss up the inner of my thighs. He stopped right before he was actually about to start anything. Michael looked up and asked, “Are you ready?”
I nodded, adding a “Mhmm” as I looked down at him. Michael kept eye contact with me as he presses his lips to my clit and began. My head instantly fell back against the pillow as he started to suck on my clit, he bought his hand to my core and started to tease me with his finger.
My legs were originally laying on the bed, but Michael it impossible to stay still. I moved so that my feet were against the bed and as Michael pushed a finger in my thighs tightened around him. He curled his finger up and I couldn’t help but swear under my breath.
My hands were tangled in his hair as he continued his actions. Michael rolled my clit between his teeth and my back arched off the bed before he pushed down on my stomach. I was close to coming and he knew it, so he added another finger. He curled both of his fingers, and without any warning I hit my climax.
“Shit, Michael.” I said, between heavy breaths.
Michael sat up on his knees, putting both fingers in his mouth and sucking them clean. He licked his lips as he crawled over me once again. He pressed his lips to mine as his elbows were rested on the bed and he gripped on my hair.
I opened my mouth slightly and Michael slipped his tongue to my mouth. Even though we were making out, it was still filled with so much passion. As I kissed Michael my hand trailed down his stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
My hand slipped under his boxers and I took a hold of his harden member. Michael hummed into the kiss as I started to move my hand. My thumb circled over the tip and Michael lightly bit my lip, he pulled on it before letting go and sitting up on his knees. He moved my hand, so that he could take off his boxers.
Once his boxers were off, Michael leaned forward and kissed me as he lined himself up. His lips moved closer to my ear and he whispered, “I love you,” as he pushed in.
“Ahhh, I love you too.” My voice was shaky as I spoke.
Michael’s thrusts started off slow, but started to speed up. Every now and then Michael would go a little deeper and I couldn’t help but moan out. My nails left marks down his back with each thrust. He would groan whenever I scratched a little too hard, but it was still enjoyable.
When his thrusts started to slow down and become a little sloppy, I knew he was close. I bucked my hips up to meet each of his thrusts, which only pushed Michael closer to his climax.
Michael brought one of his hands down and started to rub on my clit, making me a mess of moans. He started to suck on my neck as well, he was using all of my turn ons to get me to climax once more. My walls tightened around him once more before I climaxed, and Michael moaned my name.
As my climax started to settle Michael reached his, coming under as he slowed down. His thrusts became slower and slower before he finally pulled out and rolled over on his back. His chest was going up and down rapidly as he started to calm down.
I rolled over, so that I was literally laying on top of him and he smiled at me. He pushed some of my crazy sex hair behind my ear before lightly kissing me.

Notes

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