Early morning-Jamal Musiala
As soon as Jamal Musiala woke up, he started shifting in bed, trying to sit up as he always did, not wasting a single minute.But a hand slid around his bare waist. Your hand.You didnât want him to get up so early. It was the weekend, and all you wanted was to spend a bit more lazy time next to him.
He froze for a few seconds, thinking about what to do, before gently falling back onto the mattress with a sigh.
âCâmere,â he said softly, pulling you close and holding you against his chest.
The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat were all you needed in that moment. There were no training sessions, matches, or obligations to disturb that little pocket of shared happiness.
His fingers began to brush through your hair, tracing invisible lines with a slowness that seemed meant to keep you there, safe in his arms.
âDid you sleep well?â he asked in a quiet voice, still tinged with sleep.
You nodded against his chest, smiling. âAnd you?â
âI do now,â he replied, his relaxed smile hidden in your hair.
You smile softly and cling to him, kissing his lips. He closed his eyes as you kissed him, humming softly with pleasure and wrapping his arms around you tighter.
When the kiss ended, he nuzzled his face against your skin, enjoying being so close to you, your scent and touch.âMm, I love you,â he murmured, his words a bit husky from sleep.
âme too babyâ you murmur into kisses as you caress his hair softly with your hands. He leaned into your touch, his eyes still half-closed as he let out a satisfied moan, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.
âI donât know why I even considered getting out of bed,â he said, his voice a low rumble next to your ear. âThis is much better.âHe shifted, turning slightly so he could pull you even closer, his bare chest pressed against your body.
Jamal planted messy kisses to your neck, his lips hot against your sensitive skin, making you shiver with pleasure."You're so warm," he whispered, his hand slowly running up and down your back. "And you smell so good..."
His legs entwined with yours, holding you so close that you could feel the heat of him everywhere. He pressed his face against your shoulder, his breath warm and a little ragged as his lips found your earlobe and nipped at it tenderly. Each touch of his mouth on your skin sent a jolt of desire through you, making your heart beat faster and your body grow hotter
You moan softly and arch towards him. He felt your reaction, your body pressing against his, and it only fueled his need for you. He ran his hand down your side, tracing the contour of your hip and thigh, his touch soft yet possessive. Jamal lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto yours. "I want you, now," he said with a low growl, his voice filled with need.
You smile and climb on top of him, straddling yourself as you enter him, since you were both naked. He breathed heavily, his hands immediately going to your hips, holding you on top of him, his fingers digging into your skin. He stared at you, his eyes darkened with lust and something else, something deeper."God, you feel so good," he groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, his lips parted as he panted."I love you."
You moan as he enters you and close your eyes for a moment trying to adjust. âI love you too,â you whisper softly and sweetly. He watched you through half-lidded eyes, his gaze intense and filled with raw desire. He could feel your body adjust to him, and it was driving him wild.
He ran his hands up your torso, his fingers trailing across your skin, before cupping your face softly in his palms. He pulled you down, kissing you with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine."You're beautiful," he said between kisses, his voice almost a whisper. "Mine."
You smile softly, opening your eyes and start moving slowly on him, rubbing yourself. âYours,â you say, groaning and gripping onto his shoulders. He kept his eyes on you as you began to move, his hands holding onto your hips, guiding your motions, his touch firm yet gentle.
"That's it," he encouraged in a low voice, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. "Just like that. Baby, you feel so good."He ran his hand up your back, his fingers tracing the line of your spine as you continued to move on top of him, his touch leaving trails of fire on your skin.
"I love seeing you like this," he said, his voice a growl. "So beautiful, so responsive just for me."He watched your face as you pleasured yourself, his hands roaming over your body, his touches growing more and more demanding as his own need grew.
"I need you," he groaned, his hips jerking upwards to meet your movements. "I need to feel you, all of you." He sat up suddenly, pulling you even closer, his arms wrapped around your waist as he buried his face in your neck. He started to kiss and bite the tender skin there, his mouth hot and hungry, leaving marks you'd discover later.
"I can't...I can't get enough of you," he panted, his voice hoarse and broken with desire. He began to move with you, his hips now pushing upwards with a needy, desperate rhythm. You moan loudly at his movements against yours. âso goodâ you say longingly as you bite your lip looking at him.
He looked back at you, his eyes dark and intense. "You drive me crazy," he said through clenched teeth. "The sounds you make, the faces you make, it's all I can think about, every waking second."Jamal reached up, his hands burying in your hair as he pulled your mouth down to his, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. He kissed you with so much passion, so much need, that you felt like you were drowning in him.
You moan into the kiss as you feel his thrusts get stronger and stronger. He began to move faster, his rhythm becoming more urgent, more primal. He was completely lost in the moment, completely focused on the sensations coursing through his body, the feel of your body against his, the sound of your moans in his ears.
Jamal broke the kiss, his head falling back against the pillow as he groaned loudly. "I can't hold on much longer," he panted, his words broken by ragged breaths. "I'm so close."
âme too babyâ you say moaning hiding your face in the crook of his neck, nibbling on it. He shivered at your touch, his grip on you tightening as your mouth traced the lines of his neck, your teeth leaving marks that he'd wear like a badge of honor.
"Please, please," he gasped. "I can't... I need... I need you to come with me."He was getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure so intense that it was almost painful. He needed release and he needed you to be there with him. He held you tight against him, his hands roaming over your body, touching you everywhere he could. He was so close, so close...
"Look at me," he said in a voice rough with need. "Open your eyes, look at me."When you finally managed to focus your eyes on him, you could see the raw, intense need in his gaze. He was teetering on the edge, holding back until he could know that you were right, right there with him.
"I love you," he managed to say, the words getting caught in his chest, his breathing coming in shallow, desperate gasps. "I love you so much." Jamal was close, so, so close... He just needed to hear those words from you now.
You moan as you come on top of him, feeling his thrusts getting harder and harder. âI love you too Jamalâ you whisper softly. The moment he heard your words, that you were there with him, he let go.
He arched against you, a guttural moan ripping from his throat as he reached the peak, his body shuddering with release. He held you tightly, his arms wrapped around you as if he never wanted to let you go, as he rode out the waves of pleasure."I love you," he repeated again, his voice low and hoarse, filled with emotion.
You smiled and lay on top of him and with one hand you stroked his hair while giving him sweet kisses on his cheek.
He held you close to him, his arms still wrapped around you like a protective cocoon. He let out a long, shuddering breath, his body slowly relaxing as the last tremors of his release faded. Jamal turned his face towards you, his lips finding your forehead, your cheeks, the tip of your nose. Everywhere he could reach.
"You're amazing," he murmured, his voice still a little shaky. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
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