I Want You To Need Me
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M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
6,646
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3: Make Me Yours
Chapter 3: Make Me Yours.....
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He bends down and slowly begins to kiss, and tease my skin above my bra. I arch my back, demanding more, then just slight, feathery kisses. I needed him to devour me. I reach behind me, and fight with my bra clasp. Damn, it's never been this hard to get off before. I hear his chuckling..
"Eager there Jack?" He looks down at me, a hint of amusement in his eyes. I feel my cheeks blush a crimson red, and I turn my face from him.
"Sorry.." I whisper. I hear him chuckle again.
"Now, why are you sorry?" He ask me, his voice low. I feel his finger hook under my chin, forcing me to face him.
"Because...I..I dont know." I whispered. Damn, could I be anymore immature then at this moment?
"Because?" He pushed. You know? I really hate when he does that.
"Because I..I..." Damn it, what the hell is wrong with me?
"Because you think, I may see you as too immature?" And there he goes again, reading my mind. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah...maybe even too innocent." I whispered as I add that to his sentence.
"Jack..." He makes me look at him once more. "I could never see you as that." Our eyes lock.
"Oh? And why's that?" I ask, my voice small coming out.
"Because..I love you.." He kisses me. Did he just say 'love'? My eyes widened.
"You love me?" I ask in shock.
"Yeah.." He kisses me deep, the passion surging deep inside me. I wrap my arms tight around his neck, pressing my body into his. Look at that, a perfect fit. I pull away for a second.
"I love you too." I continue the kiss, my hands roaming down his toned chest, past his naval and too the zipper of his cargo, black jeans. "Don't make me wait any longer." I whisper against his lips.
He lifts me up, and wraps my legs around his curved waist. I feel a rush of liquid between my legs and I press myself against him. He carries me to the couch, and lays me down gently. I look up at him, our eyes meeting again.
"You sure?" He asked, needing to be reassured. I nod.
"I'm very sure Riddick. You're the only one I have ever wanted to give this to." I see the look of surprise in his eyes.
"Really?" He asks.
"Really." I answer back. "Now make love to me."
***
He bends down and slowly begins to kiss, and tease my skin above my bra. I arch my back, demanding more, then just slight, feathery kisses. I needed him to devour me. I reach behind me, and fight with my bra clasp. Damn, it's never been this hard to get off before. I hear his chuckling..
"Eager there Jack?" He looks down at me, a hint of amusement in his eyes. I feel my cheeks blush a crimson red, and I turn my face from him.
"Sorry.." I whisper. I hear him chuckle again.
"Now, why are you sorry?" He ask me, his voice low. I feel his finger hook under my chin, forcing me to face him.
"Because...I..I dont know." I whispered. Damn, could I be anymore immature then at this moment?
"Because?" He pushed. You know? I really hate when he does that.
"Because I..I..." Damn it, what the hell is wrong with me?
"Because you think, I may see you as too immature?" And there he goes again, reading my mind. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah...maybe even too innocent." I whispered as I add that to his sentence.
"Jack..." He makes me look at him once more. "I could never see you as that." Our eyes lock.
"Oh? And why's that?" I ask, my voice small coming out.
"Because..I love you.." He kisses me. Did he just say 'love'? My eyes widened.
"You love me?" I ask in shock.
"Yeah.." He kisses me deep, the passion surging deep inside me. I wrap my arms tight around his neck, pressing my body into his. Look at that, a perfect fit. I pull away for a second.
"I love you too." I continue the kiss, my hands roaming down his toned chest, past his naval and too the zipper of his cargo, black jeans. "Don't make me wait any longer." I whisper against his lips.
He lifts me up, and wraps my legs around his curved waist. I feel a rush of liquid between my legs and I press myself against him. He carries me to the couch, and lays me down gently. I look up at him, our eyes meeting again.
"You sure?" He asked, needing to be reassured. I nod.
"I'm very sure Riddick. You're the only one I have ever wanted to give this to." I see the look of surprise in his eyes.
"Really?" He asks.
"Really." I answer back. "Now make love to me."