I Want To Hear It From Your Lips Novels & Stories

"I want you." I softly stroked her cheek with my thumb. "Please, say it again." I want you. I only needed to listen to it once. I pulled her in closer, our mouths meeting as if I'd been starved for eons. Her lips were both soft and firm, and as her legs encirled my waist, they set ablaze within me. She stepped closer, rubbing against the hard bulge in my pants. I released a low moan into her mouth. "Do you feel it?" Iwhispered.

"Tell me, baby." She pressed her lips to his, gripped his face, and exclaimed, "I want you!" She nibbled the bottom lip of the young man and then released his lips. "Well, I want you. I want your touch. I'm starving for your lips. And I desire you to satiate me. Is that what you'd like to hear from me?" He felt the young man smile as their lips met. "Yes. That's what I want to hear from you." And they made love all night.

I pursed my lips tightly as I pulled his shirt to bring him closer to me. "Can you unhear that?". I said and his eyes widened. "Unhear what?". "What I said earlie."' I said avoiding contact with his eyes. "About getting laid?". Urrgh! Did he have to spell it out loud? "Yes that one, I want you to unhear that". "Oh I'm sorry to disappoint you cutie, but I cannot do that. I already heard that and there's no way l can tell my ears to unhear that. Because I clearly heard it".

My lips slightly parted to emit a tremulous whisper of fury “You want what?” -

Yet my lips betrayed me. “Yes... I want you.”

She bit her lower lip, making me run my tongue over it. "Stop torturing your lips. I want to hear you," I whispered.

she asked breaking the utter silence between us "Yeah go on" "I love the way your lips feel when you kiss me hard and it drives me crazy when you look at me that way" "What way do I look at you?" I asked urging her to speak more "You know it but yet you still want to look for ways to tease me" "No I don't know please tell me" "I want to feel your lips on mine"

I remember your eyes, and the earth flies out from under your feet, intoxicated with delight and pride. I carefully keep your bright image in my memory. Every word, what your tender lips say, they all remain with me. Sometimes I catch myself thinking that I cannot hear the words themselves; I merely heed the magic sound of your voice. Your touch is like a magical rite that makes me desire only to love you and you alone forever.

“Tell me, how badly do you want it? How badly do you want me to make you cum” (I see you take a hard gulp ,your Adam’s apple bobbed ,your face a faint shade of pink ,your skinny frame looming over mine ,your eyes half shut with desire ,your bulge in your pants straining your zipper,you manage to croak out the answer…”I want you so badly..”) I bite my lip, a low moan escaping as I feel your desire. My hands move to your chest, pushing you back until you hit the desk. I straddle you, my thighs squeezing your hips.

I murmur, afraid that he might actually hear it. He stops his hands from wandering over my skin as his grin widens. “Tell me why.” I shake my head again, biting down harder on my bottom lip. “Tell me!” He presses fully into me, and I gasp at the friction of our bodies melting into each other. “I- I just want you.” I whisper. “I didn’t hear you!” “You are the only one I want.” I state louder and hope that there is really no one listening. He bites into the lobe of my ear before whispering, “Good Montecco.”