Clothes were off in a blink of an eye. All due to Jeff ripping off both of our clothing, leaving us bare and sweaty. His heavy, hot breath went down my throat and between the valley of my breast, as he place sloppy kisses from my lips to my chest,
I was now pressed up against the wall, with both of my hands clawing at his leather like chest, soft moans made their way between my lips, while my legs kept trying to give, but the man's knee is in between my legs so that I couldn't collapse to the floor.
Jeff started to stroke my womanhood, making me bite down on his shoulder as to not to give a slurry moan. A metallic taste filled my mouth as liquid brushes against my taste buds.
The stroking stops, so I release my grip on his shoulder. Thinking he didn't like it, but than he grunted, "Harder....... Bite."
Grinning, I dig my teeth back into his flesh. Though I really don't like the taste of his blood, I loved how he reacted.
His body tensed and the stared to stroke me again, but faster and with more pressure. A single digit slide in between my folds.
"J-Jeff!" The shout left my lips, as my hands traveled to his scalp and grip the hair there, so I could press my chest against his own.
With a shove, I found pleasure down in my lady part, as Jeff slowly pumps a digit in and out. Teasing me as he refused to go faster.
"Jeff!" I pout at him.
He responded with a dark chuckle, "Yes?"
"Jeff!!"
Jeff took his tongue and use it to put a long, hot, slimy lick between my mounds. "Tell me what you want."
I didn't use my voice to respond. Letting one of my hands that was on his head, I let it travel down his body, to his own hand, and speeding his own motion.
He only sped up a bit, "I want you to tell me." He managed to hiss between his teeth.
Trying to take a breath, I tell him slowly, in a whisper, and look right into his eyes. "I. Want. You. To. Shove. That. Finger. In. Me. As. Fast. And. Hard. As. You. Can."
Slamming his lips onto mine, his tongue invalided my mouth, as he thrust his digit the way I had basically begged him to, also adding a finger.
Moans, ahs, and oohs are would have been muffled by his lips if he didn't unattached our lips. Instead he kept his lips on one of my nipples. Using his tongue to trace around the bud, and after a couple of laps he'll go over the bud, than repeat.
With that going on simultaneously it didn't take me long to reach my peak. Coming a all over is digits.
Removing his had, and his face from my chest he said, "Damn look at this mess you made! Clean it up." As the last word left his mouth he shove both of his fingers into my mouth.
Grabbing his wrist with both of my hands, I thrust his digits in and put as I twist my tongue around and between his digits.
After his hand had been clean he threw me into my make shift bed, as he threw his body on top of my own, letting most of his weight on me. His mouth near my ear, " I'm not holding back.
