Chapter 288 - This is just the start

With butterflies in their stomach, they did get to his house.

It was a simple looking house located a few streets away from their school, so they basically trek all the way there, having small talks to ease the tension.

"This is where you stay?" Belle asked, looking around the neighborhood as if she hasn't seen such a place before.

There are other houses in the compound, but they were built with enough space away from each other.

The environment doesn't really look too clean, but each house looked well taken care of.

It looks like the type where individuals only care about themselves. No one is willing to raise the topic about cleaning all the environment and just let it be.

As long as the outside of their place is neat.

"Don't mind my neighborhood." Michael said and Belle shrugged at him.

"This place is occupied with students and you know how we can be. We barely stay at home and since some of us are doing something and the others are proving they have two heads on their neck, it will surely result in the others neglecting it..." Michael explained to her as he walked to his door.

"Hey Michael." Someone called from behind.

It was a girl in an extremely exposing bum short and hair red in color.

Belle didn't want to find much qualities in her except that she's okay-ish.

Huh! So he lives with so many hot girls. The thought popped as the girl walked closer to them.

"Hey Mel." Michael greeted, hugging Belle's waist to show affection.

"Okay. My question is already answered." The girl said and Michael winked at her.

"Belle, meet Mel. She stays here. The noise maker in the compound and the most curious one in here." Michael stretched the last part.

Mel rolled her eyes at him.

"Shut up." She said and Belle smiled as she hit Michael's hand.

"So, you finally bring her over. I finally believe you." Mel said.

Again, it was the talk about how he wasn't interested in girls before telling them he already found someone.

The girl left after Belle introduced herself to her as well and both headed inside.

Adrenaline began to pump so fast and both began to stammer.

"Hum… Your house is nice." Belle said.

"Thank you. Feel…. Hum comfortable." He scratched his head.

"Take a seat. Let me prepare some refreshments." He said.

"No, I'm good." She replied.

Her heart skipped as he held both his hands to her shoulders from behind and pushed her softly till she was close to the chair.

Her heartbeat accelerated.

He retracted his hands but the atmosphere has grown heavy. 

"Belle…" He called her name and before she could turn around, his hands snake around her waist.

Goosebumps rose on her skin and his breath tickled her neck. She shut her eyes as he nibbled on it, while still hugging her.

"Hmm." A soft m.o.a.n of appreciation escapes her lips to make him realize that she's actually enjoying it.

Michael pulled back. Belle was awfully silent.

"Hum…. What about water?" He asked, resting his chin on her left shoulder.

"I'm fine." She said.

"You don't want anything?" He asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"What about me? You don't want me?" He asked.

"No. That was not what I meant by anything." Belle said and seeing her wanting to turn to face him and explained, he let go of her waist and immediately she turned around, he leaned and held her lower lip in between his teeth, grazing it with it teasingly.

Her body tensed up and she gulped.

He pulled back and their gaze bored into each other. 

As if already decided to go all the way, she reached up her hands around his neck at the same time he held her waist.

Their lip met and it was just as crazy as the first time they kissed. The tension of trying something they haven't done before and now it's the tension of knowing what they are about to do.

It was a hungry kiss as they devoured each other's mouths.

Micheal's hands reached down behind her and Belle felt him hold her butt cheeks. He hasn't started to squeeze, but just placed his hands on it, but as their kiss got intense, he began to fondle with it, making her melt to his body and m.o.a.n into his mouth.

Their tongues intertwined and he kept playing with her firm butt and taking turns reaching up his hand to caress her back.

The air grew hot by the minute and they parted to breath, panting hard and gazing l.u.s.tfully into each other's eyes.

His hand reached to the button of her school uniform and began to release it.

Her peerless cleavage came into view. He took turns looking into her eyes and what was being revealed.

She was just too beautiful and perfect.

"I love you so much. Like, I'm damn crazy about you." He said as he pulled it off her body.

His c.o.c.k twitched at the sight before him just like the last time and he subconsciously let out a soft grunt.

"I love you too." She said.

"Don't answer yet. I want you to scream that when I'm f.u.c.k.i.n.g you okay?" He gave her a serious look.

Belle never knew the work, "f.u.c.k.i.n.g" could make one release. She felt something escaping her fold at that one word.

Maybe the tone in which he used to say it or how seductive and s.e.xy he looked when letting the word out, but it turns her on.

"Do you understand?" He asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"I told you we will be n.a.k.e.d, so I'm taking your skirt off now." He said and Belle watched as he began to pull it off her body.

His hand couldn't resist the urge to touch her p.u.s.s.y that looked so clean and would soon be claimed by him.

While using one hand to try unstrapping her bra, he closed in on her lips again and they began to kiss, while his right hand touched her entrance.

Her body shuddered at the contact and she began to kiss him deeply.

He began playing with it, running his index finger in a circle at her opening and it wasn't so hard to get in between her p.u.s.s.y lips as she was dripping wet.

Her legs softly parted as the sweetness of being teased envelope her and he took it as a cue that she wants pleasure.

He retracted his hand and parted his lips with her.

He pulled off the bra and she is now n.a.k.e.d in all her glory. Looking delicious and pure, with the best shape in his eyes, because he doesn't even care to look much at other's own to know if it's good or not.

"Oh damn! You're f.u.c.k.i.n.g clean!" He couldn't help but exclaim.

Belle just bit down on her lower lips.

"Should we go to my room? Or we should continue here?" He asked. 

"Anywhere is fine." She said.

She gasped as he picked her up and began walking to his room.

The house was just a room self-contained. A kitchen, bedroom, toilet and his living room.

The door was open since he usually rushed out every morning for school.

Belle couldn't look where he brought hee. She was just mesmerized by him. His ears are red and the way his adam apple moves up and down is another thing.

She just felt him lean with her in his arms and her bed touched something soft. She looked out the house now and had just seen up to the part where a large bookshelf stood in the room and the fact that the wall is painted blue, when he began removing his clothes.

His juicy body came into view and heck! It was like a train was passing through her body.

It vibrated as he began to unlock his belt and pulled off his trousers, leaving him with just his boxers.

She was looking at the rod that stood strong and pointy through his boxers and oh dear! She imagined how it fits the last time and how it will work out now.

Why isn't he taking it off? 

Michael look up and their gaze locked. Seeing the eagerness in her eyes, he slowly pulled it off.

Belle's mouth fell agape as it came into view.

She sucked in a mouthful of air.

Foreplay?

Michael was oblivious to all that. He was just a simple guy being controlled by desire and want for this angel he had fallen for.

All he knew was sharing a long kiss, sucking on the b.r.e.a.s.t, playing with her entrance the way he understood and then he made love to her.

Oh sorry, those are foreplay as well, but the ways to do it and make her body well prepared to welcome his c.o.c.k, he had no idea such is necessary.

For now, he's moving with urges. Letting adrenaline control and Belle is just as much as a newbie as he was.

Everything they do, whether it's the right way or the wrong, they don't know, because they've never tasted one before to make a comparison.

They will begin together and get perfect together. This is just the start.