114 The Long Awaited Kiss

Blood flowed to his lower region and before long, he felt himself harden the more and the bulge in his trousers grew a bit.

Quickly, he pulled away from their embrace, with his hands on her shoulders, he looked her straight in the eyes.

"You can handle it. It's just a dream. I've got you," he said, comforting her. 

His eyes were charming with sparkles dancing in them. Her eyes were still teary; she bit down on her lower lip, feeling shy from his intense gaze. 

He learned in, using his fingers to pull down on her chin, till she got the initiative to let go of her lips, all the while maintaining eye contact, he finally succeeded. He freed her lower lip. 

Her lips were so pink and enchanting, save for the bite mark where she just bit down, his gaze moved down to her lips and lingered there. 

He was fighting hard with himself to just let her go and forget any of this happened, but at the same time his heart, body and soul were screaming at him to kiss her. 

Their breathing became more and more erratic with each passing moment. He, admiring the beauty in his front, the only woman to make his heart beat go crazy, to make him feel anything. 

The one who tamed his cold heart. What could he possibly do, when faced with a beauty like her and have his heart yearn so much to touch, hold and shower her with his kisses? 

With their closeness they could feel each other's heart beat. A large part of him wanted her, it was so hard to let go. 

"I should let go, but I do not want to. I want to be lost in her eyes. Come on, this cannot be, but I want her, I want to protect her and make her smile, even if it's just for a while."

His gaze moved back up to meet hers. "I told you to stop biting down on your lip. Now look what you've done," he said in a slow whisper. 

He rested one hand on the tree behind her and his other moved up to cup her face. With his fingers he brushed the tears away, cleaning her eyes of every last tear drop. 

"I hate to see you cry," he confessed. 

With his finger, he brushed at the bite mark on her lips, his eyes not leaving hers as he inched closer. 

"So pretty."

That was the last words he said before closing his eyes and claiming what was his. 

Their lips met and locked into an unforgettable kiss. 

Astrid didn't part her lips; she was still shocked by the sudden contact. After some seconds, Jareth bit down lightly on her lower lip, making her gasp, creating an entrance for him as his tongue slid into her mouth. 

Her eyes finally closed as she melted into his kiss. He kissed her so passionately and as time went on, he let his tongue explore her mouth. 

Yes, finally... He had her. The long awaited kiss. 

One of her hands snaked up in his hair, as she left herself be lost in the euphoria of his kiss. 

His kiss made her light headed and weak in her knees, making her to lose her balance a little. Luckily he held her tight against him, so she only fell forward, relaxing her weight on him. 

Soon, slow passionate kisses turned into something heated. Her free hand caressed his chest as she made her way past his buttons to his bare chest. 

The more he gave, the more she returned. Her gentle caresses began igniting the sparks once felt in his body. He became hot all over, his member pulsated due to their closeness

He was losing it. Just a kiss from her was turning him on so much. After five minutes of unbroken, UNINTERRUPTED kissing, he finally broke the kiss so they could catch their breath. 

Their breathing came in labored with each passing minute. Never would he have imagined kissing her would be so intense and breathtaking. 

He almost didn't want to stop, but for the fact that he didn't want to choke her, he let go. 

She on the other hand had dreamt of this day. It was just as she anticipated. She felt giddily all over, as his every touch on her curves sent sparks of electricity flowing within her. 

After a minute of catching their breaths, he pressed their foreheads together. Eyes closed as they breathed in unison. 

She could feel his warm breath on her skin, it made her face tingle. She too was hot, just a kiss from him took away her senses. 

She felt her insides full with butterflies when he kissed her. Who was this boy? He had her heart, he had her in his grasp.

He brushed his lips against hers. He wanted more, he cursed himself for being so weak, but he couldn't care less now. All that mattered was her. 

Her eyes opened and so did his. He stared into his favorite black orbs, a direct contrast from his green ones. 

They stared lovingly at each other, no one breaking eye contact. He could sense the yearning in her eyes, it matched his. They both wanted more. 

He wanted more and if she was in need, who was he to deny her? Before claiming her lips again, the gentleman in him showcased himself. 

"Can I kiss you?" He asked lovingly. His voice hoarse and sweet at the same time. 

He should have asked before, but the deed had already been done. If she were to refuse him now, he would back down and not think of this incident and apologize for his unruly behavior, but a part of him hoped she wouldn't. 

She blinked and gave a slight nod; he took that as a yes. There was his answer. With lips pressed against each other, he licked her bottom lip before going in for the kill. 

She was his doom and he knew it. 

His mouth claimed hers again in a more passionate, frenzy and domineering kiss.