KBelle’s Comments (group member since Jul 28, 2013)

KBelle’s comments from the The James Academy for the Talented and Gifted group.

She threw her hand up to tell him to stop, her face in her other hand as she tried to calm down, though the silver metal was already up her calves. "You... I thought..." She couldn't seem to form a sentence.

She wandered through the house, and of course, landed in the closet with the array of girls' clothes. She groaned loud enough so he could hear her, slamming the door and running down the stairs.

She rolled her eyes and slipped into her sweatshirt. It was oversized, so it covered everything easily. She walked out to the balcony, leaning against the railing as she looked out to the trees, humming.

After finding something to entertain himself for an hour of waiting, he cursed. "D*** goody two shoes" he said in the mirror, decoding to go get Sadie.

She leaned up and kissed his nose to calm him, her hands on his shoulders. "I hunk I know. But I won't tell you. You need to figure that out yourself" she whispered back as she smiled.

Niall walked in, tossing his keys and glasses onto the table.

He smiled and nibbled her ear, pulling a pen off the counter and writing a letter followed by two numbers. "Come by, if you're not scared" he winked, tossing the pen down and leaving the dorm number on her arm, walking out and slipping onto his motorcycle before speeding off.

She bit her lip as her eyes met his. Blue. Blue like only she could see, only she could unlock. Yet she felt the disappointment at how he didn't return her words, though she wasn't suprised. He never returned them. She slowed her breath and slowly felt her body relax as she watched him.

He pulled back from the new hickie, his fingers slowl crawling up under her shirt as his lips began to work their way down, stopping as he sucked on her shoulder, her body flush with his. "Oh, don't you know it "

She finally broke her wall, crying out her name as her back arched wildly and her hands clenched into fists on his neck as she rode it out. Coming down, her breath came in slow, pained pants. Unlike Andrew, she had refrained from going this far with anyone since their end, and this had been rough. "God I love you" she finally managed to whisper.

He smiled, his hands running over her smooth stomach as he made sure to go to work on what would surely be a mark in the morning. His fingers found their way to grip the hem of her shirt.

Her legs worked their way around his waist and she groaned into the evil man's mouth, the only thought she seemed capable of was how she was so lucky to be with him. She wove her fingers through his hair as she moaned.

He leaned back. He was never comfortable with tender affection, as that meant feelings were shared, unlike women who only wanted a good time. He thought quickly and pocketed his glasses, turning her around as he continued to grind, his lips against her neck once more as he began to whisper. "Don't you dare fall for me Sadie Whitehall. And don't make me fall for you. I'll break both our hearts."

She gasped in slight pain, though he didn't seem to notice. She but into her lip and laid her stomach against the cool counter top as she tried to calm down, as he had always liked this particular....position, and didn't care if she hatred it. Yet she moaned slightly as he moved, swallowing hard.

He looked down at her as his smirk slowly fell, his heated, pained eyes on her. His eyes were his least favorite feature. They were far more telling than a mysterious smirk, or the long scar that ran down his toned chest. Yet he let her look. He flexed his muscular, tattooed arms at her side as he sighed.

"Oh" she gasped, feelin his excitement against her as she gasped, her blue eyes flying open. This was what she wanted. To feel whole again, aroused. Yet she remembered a few nights from long ago, and recalled his ways. He would have her if he felt the need, whether she resisted or not. Yet she certainly wasn't resisting now, her hips following his.

He laid his head back and groaned, leaning his head forward to her perfect perfumed neck and kissing it lightly, as a promise of what was to come. "I'm sorry Sadie" he whispered, as if hed read her thoughts, his hand working lightening fast so he now looked down into her eyes, lifting his glasses off.

"It's fine" she panted, his breath against her as he pulled back from the kiss, his burning eyes returning her to all those nights, making it hard to think. She gave into temptation and arched her back to the predator she had fallen in love with.

He smiled, his hand on her waist as he ground himself against her hips. His tinted glasses made it easier to study everything about her flawless body.

She whined at his rewarding touch, yet it did not slip her mind how pathetic she sounded. How desperate and wanting. But she was. She had missed this so many nights, yet it was finally here and she didn't seem to be enjoying it.