Hey guys! First off, I'm sorry about the semi long wait. I've been beyond busy with graduation stuff for school, but it's all over now (yay!) This is will be written in Karma's POV, because of the situation, I wanted to really capture what she's feeling and this will also contain some explicit content, not too explicit. Thank you for waiting, and thank you for the reviews, favorites, follows, etc. You guys are great!
Karma's POV
I'm breathing slowly through my nose, my lips are too busy tangled up with hers. Amy's delicate hands are still heating up the skin beneath my chest, and apart from her lips, that's all I can feel. I needed to feel more; more skin on skin contact. I show her I want more by taking her bottom lip in between both of my lips and, gently nibbling at it with my teeth. She moans huskily into my kiss, and I feel her hand drag from the spot under my breast, to my ribs, before resting on my hip bone. I could almost feel my heart exploding with want, and desire. I decide to take initiative, and my hands slip back under her shirt. They explore her toned abdomen, her sleek curves. She breaks the kiss, and I get a glimpse of the lust resting in her lustrous green eyes.
She raises her body away from mine, I immediately miss her warmth. My hands remain resting at her hip bones. I watch her, intensely, as she removes her t-shirt and tosses it off to the side of my bed. She stays in place for a few seconds, and I take the image of her body all in; the few freckles sporadically located near her collarbone, the way her chest looks when she's breathing, the creases on her flat stomach, I take it all in. I tear my eyes away from her body, and meet them with hers again. She's staring back at me, with hungry eyes. She takes my hands in hers, and intertwines our fingers, no words are being exchanged. I feel her pin my hands onto the mattress, our fingers still laced together, and her body is hovered over mine like before. Her movement takes me by surprise and I release a faint gasp, and then our lips are moving rhythmically again. I feel her tongue brushing on my lower lip, and without hesitation, I let her into my mouth. The feeling and taste of her breath with mine, causes my thoughts to spin in circles and my insides to catch fire. I feel the heat in between my legs intensify every second we're kissing.
Our kiss is broken once again, this time by me. I release my grip from her hand, I begin to take off my blouse, and I feel Amy impatiently scrambling to take it off for me. I allow her to, and now it's her with want and desire in her eyes. Her gaze could burn through my body; it crosses from my chest to my stomach, from my eyes to my lips. She finally places her wet, warm lips on mine again, and before I can increase the kiss, she moves her lips away from mine, and leads them to my cheek, then my jawline, and stopping at my neck. I feel her kiss the pulse of my neck, the kissing turns into sucking, and in the sucking, I feel the very tips of her teeth daintily gnawing at my skin. Her sucking increases my body temperature, I close my eyes in pleasure, and I gently tug at her sides with my nails, and she very slowly moves her lips from my neck to my collarbone while she fiddles with the back of my bra. I raise my body from the bed to give her easier access. That seems to help because I'm completely topless within seconds, and my bra is laying next to Amy's t-shirt. The hands that were resting on either side of me are now on my chest, with her lips still planted on my collarbone. I bite down the moans desperately wanting to escape from my mouth. Amy removes her hands from my chest, and puts them on my waist. Her lips are on the valley in between my breasts, and my hands are ruffled on the back of her neck. She takes her hand then places it over one of my breasts, and massages it in a gradual, circular motion. The moans are getting harder to withhold, my body doesn't know this kind of pleasure. I've never been exposed to it till now. I take a sharp breath when I feel the heated exhalation coming from her lips over my nipple, she's still moving my other breast in the same motion. Her lips are achingly close to my chest, her breath teasing the sensitive skin on my breast. I use her neck to pull her lips onto my nipple, and she doesn't falter. Amy's hot tongue is flicking my chest, while her hand continues to massage the other breast. The moan is inevitable, I let it break through my throat, it's low but causes a reaction from Amy. She moves her hand from my breast to the waist of my skirt, her lips and tongue no longer on my chest, and then my senses begin to resurface, the feeling I was getting from Amy's lips on my exposed skin had put me in a daze.
Amy's on her knees in between my legs, I'm on my back with nothing to cover my bare chest and stomach. Her eyes are dancing all over my body, causing my skin to swell up with heat, and my cheeks to flush with embarrassment. She notices, bends down, and places her forehead on mine before giving me a loving, gentle kiss on the lips. Her kiss falls from my lips, to my chest once more, then to my stomach, and she stops at my waist. Her face is still close to my skin, I can feel her inhale and exhale, it gives me goosebumps. Her gaze is low, but our eyes still meet.
She hooks her index fingers on the elastic waistband of my skirt. "May I?" My breath is incredibly shaky and unstable, but if my eyes could talk they would have already said yes. I couldn't imagine doing this right now, with anybody else. I trust Amy, I love Amy. I could never feel this fire pit in my stomach with Liam. Her lips and tongue leave marks of affection and passion on my skin.
I nod steadily, and I watch her closely as she begins to remove the skirt. I raise my hips, and she takes them off in one motion before throwing them to the side. She looks back at me, the sight of her eyes gives me reassurance. I can tell she's sure of everything that's happening, I don't have to question what will happen after this, because I know this won't complicate things, it's just going to bring us closer and magnify how we feel. Even then, I can't shake off this feeling of anxiety. This is my first time, the weak breaths, the unsteadiness of my hands, the massive butterflies fluttering in my stomach, the lump in my throat, the irregular heart beats, they all won't go away. But I don't stop Amy when she begins to withdraw my underwear. She doesn't do it as quickly as she did with the skirt. Her movements are steady, and slow. She tugs my underwear lower, I raise my hips once again, holding my breath. The underwear is at my kneecaps now, Amy's eyes fixated on my underwear, and I can tell she's stopping herself from looking, like she doesn't want to look just yet, like she wants to wait so she can savor it. I release my breath when my underwear is completely off and on the floor. She's on her knees again, in between my legs, and the look in her eyes is easy to read. She's not looking at me like I'm a piece of meat, like Liam does, she's looking at me like I belong in the Louvre. Her eyes directing themselves to different spots all over my body, I can tell she's memorizing everything she can. I feel special, important. Of course I'm just now realizing it, but she's the only person who can make me feel this way, whether I'm naked or not.
She brings her face close to mine, our lips brushing together, and my mouth itching to crash into hers. "You're so beautiful, Karma," she whispers the words into my mouth, and the way she says my name makes me weak, and I want to give her everything.
I push my lips to hers, passionately, and I feel her forehead crinkle against mine, both of our eyes shut with gratification. Her lips leave mine, and she plants pecks leading to my lower stomach. I have my head raised, just enough to get a good look at her, I can see her golden hair, and before she continues, her eyes meet mine, she parts my legs, our gazes never leaving each other. My breathing turns heavy, and the angst is building up to the tops of my ribs. She lowers her head again, and I let my head fall back to the mattress. She begins by kissing my inner thighs; first the left thigh, then the right. My legs are draped over her shoulder. Her kisses are soft, gentle, and warm. She puts them slowly, and evenly spaced out on my inner thigh. Every kiss makes me shutter with pleasure. Her mouth is inched closer to my core, I shut my eyes waiting with anticipation for her lips to meet the ones between my legs. I moan at the thought, I can feel Amy smile against my thigh. Her hot breath over the wetness in between my legs sends a chill through my body, I buck my hips towards her mouth, and release a heavy, intense moan when my soaked core meets her plump lips and warm tongue. I needed to feel it again, and again, and again.
Before I could jolt my hips toward her mouth again, her phone rings, catching her completely off guard. She pulls back a little, and my breathing hasn't steadied, and the heat resting between my legs hasn't subsided. She turns her focus back on me, and let's her phone continue to ring. She begins to retrace her kisses from my inner thigh again, but the obnoxiously loud ringing of her phone was relentless. She finally stops kissing and sighs against my thigh before sitting up and moving away from the bed.
I sit up, and watch her walk across the room. "Amy.." It was more of a whimper than anything, but I couldn't help it, I was so hungry for her touch, and I was flustered at what was happening.
She turns to me, apologetically. "I'm sorry, it'll only take a second." She reaches for her phone that was sitting on my nightstand, and heads outside to the hallway.
I release a very frustrated sigh, before getting off the bed. I go to my drawers and pull out something comfortable to wear, and head into the restroom to change and clean myself up. My mood was thoroughly ruined, and I honestly wanted to kill whoever decided to call Amy.
I'm sorry this chapter was kinda short, but thank you for reading, as always ya'll are great! Let me know how you felt about this chapter, leave your reviews, and your thoughts about what the next chapter will be, or maybe who did decide to call Amy when she was about to put it down on Karma.