"So," she said, returning and taking a seat right next to him on the couch, "wanna make out?" He chuckled and sat his beer next to hers.
"I thought you'd never ask," he grinned back at her. She placed both hands on his cheeks as their lips met again. As before, it started soft and gentle. Within minutes it had begun to heat up. She placed her hands in his hair as he wrapped his arms around her. Their tongues battled for dominance and the sensations that caused made her shiver. "Are you ok?" he asked, pulling away.
"Yes," she said, looking into his eyes. "You are a great kisser."
Before he had a chance to reply she pulled him in for another kiss. Her hands became tangled in his hair. It was so soft. And it smelled good. That was such a turn on.
His hands made their way under the back of her shirt and he lightly caressed her, using just his fingertips, making her shudder. This time he did not pull away from her, but kissed her more deeply, more passionately. She reciprocated, letting him do as he pleased.
His hands found their way to her bra and in an instant he had it unhooked. She pulled away from him to allow him to pull her shirt over her head and remove her bra. He took a moment to admire her breasts. "Spectacular," he uttered before moving in to kiss her again.
He quickly moved to kissing her neck, something that drove her crazy. More shudders emanated from her body. Her hands were once again tangled in his hair, his soft, luscious hair, as he kissed his way down to her breasts. He gently rubbed them, tweaking her nipples, before taking one of them in his mouth. She gasped as his tongue swirled around it and he sucked gently, while his other hand gently massaged the other breast. After a few moments he switched, taking the other one in his mouth.
This alone was nearly enough to make her orgasm. She was sure it was due to the fact that it had been so long. She placed a hand under his chin and raised his face to hers. She looked into his eyes for a second before crashing her lips back into his, jamming her tongue into his mouth, searching for his. He let out a soft moan and she abruptly pulled away from him.
"You have too many clothes on," she told him, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head.
This brought a smile back to his face and he placed his hands on her face and brought her in for another kiss. She began to fumble with his belt and he pulled away from her to undo it.
"No," she whispered, pulling his hands away. "I want to do it."
He smiled and raised his hands in the air. Within seconds the belt and pants were undone, revealing navy blue boxer shorts. She leaned in for another kiss before placing a hand on his chest signaling for him to lay down. He did as instructed and then she gently pulled off his jeans and boxer shorts, being mindful of his injured leg.
When his clothes were on the floor she looked back at him and licked her lips. He let out a sigh.
"So fucking hot," he whispered.
She looked down to see that his cock was fully erect. She took a hold of it with her right hand and began to stroke it while she looked back at him, licking her lips once again and smirking.
She then leaned down and ran her tongue over the tip. This illicited a loud gasp from him and she smiled, knowing she was driving him crazy. She took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head and the shaft. She caressed his balls while she did this, which caused moans of ecstasy.
She continued to swirl her tongue around him, bobbing her head up and down, occasionally pulling him out of her mouth to lick the shaft from bottom to top. The gasps and moans coming from him made her even wetter than she already was.
He eventually pulled her up to his mouth and kissed her, tongues once again dancing. "I want to fuck you so bad right now," he said, looking into her eyes. She stood up and removed her jeans and panties. He sighed at the sight of her, and she stood there for a minute, letting him drink her in. "You are so fucking hot."
She climbed on top of him, straddling him. With his injured leg, any other position would have been painful for him. She didn't mind. She liked being on top. She liked being in control. As she lifted herself to insert him he quickly moved his hand between her legs and stuck two fingers inside her. She let out a loud gasp, causing his face to break into a wide grin.
"Does that feel good?" he asked her.
"Fuck yes it does," she answered, her breath now catching in her throat.
Within seconds he pulled out of her, leaving her longing for more. He placed his fingers in his mouth and she watched him lick her juices off of them.
"You taste so sweet," he whispered. They both smiled and she lowered herself onto his cock, slowly taking him in. As she did so another gasp escaped his lips. "Fuuuuuuuck," he stammered out. "That feels so fucking good."
She began to grind her hips on him and she leaned over to kiss him, one hand on his chest, the other gripping his hair. She pulled away and began to ride him. They both moaned and stared into each other's eyes. It was such a turn on, watching him like this. It didn't take long before she cried out to him "I'm gonna cum."
Those words seemed to amp up his concentration. He wanted to make her cum. He never liked to leave a woman unsatisfied. In a flash she felt herself going over the edge, and just as she finished she felt him release inside her. It felt good.
"Holy shit," he said breathlessly, "that was amazing."
" I couldn't agree more."
She kissed him gently again before collapsing on top of him, both of them sweaty and breathing hard. After a minute or two of laying there with her eyes closed she could feel herself starting to drift off to sleep. She knew this would make for a very stiff back in the morning if she were to fall asleep this way.
She stood up and grabbed his hands. "You may as well sleep in my bed," she told him. She helped him stand and handed him a crutch. "Put your other arm around me," she said and they made their way to her bedroom. She pulled down the covers and helped him into bed, sliding in next to him. She wasn't sure if she should stay on her own side now or move close to him. He extended his arm and beckoned her to come closer. She obliged, and within minutes they were asleep, arms around each other.
YOU ARE READING
When she moved to New York City the last thing on Melanie's mind was finding the love of her life. But then she met Brian Quinn. And life took and unexpected turn.