New Beginnings

The Party and the After Party

In a swift movement, he gripped her thighs and lifted her off the ground with such ease, a feeling of smugness gracing his sexually frustrated and grinning face as she clutched her legs around his hips, feeling more smug as he felt her mildly grind herself against his hardened member.

Slowly moving her head back, she glared down at his gushing face as he held her up with such pride. God he looked so good, she wanted nothing more than rip that checkered shirt off his chest and give him the ride of his life. "Bedroom. NOW." She panted as their lips danced ever so closely to each other.

FP didn't need to be told twice. He strengthened his hold on her as he swaggered towards his bedroom with a carnivorous glint in his eye, their lips reconnecting and continuing their primal kisses while their tongues battled for dominance.

The second FP kicked his door open, Alice shifted herself out of his embrace, and he unconsciously placed her back down to the floor.

Their struggled breaths released rapidly through their pecks as Alice practically stripped her leather jacket off her shoulders, followed by clutching the end of her shirt and pulling it over her head in hurry with FP making the same move, and vigorously unbuttoning his shirt, allowing it to drop to the floor.

He took a brief moment to just drink in her presence. Seeing Alice stood there in a very revealing black lace bra, her raven locks falling perfectly down over her chest and her sapphire blue eyes gleaming with lust, released something animalistic and rigorous within him, wanting nothing more than to lay her down on his King-sized bed and give her non-stop bliss, but it was clear that tonight, they were playing an equal game.

Snapping back to reality, a wicked like smirk crossed his face before he tenderly caressed her waist and abruptly pulled her into his flush, watching her head lulling back as she panted through her soft moans, prompted by the feel of the bulge in his pants.

She needed him now, and seeing his glistening chest and muscles as her hands glided over his broad shoulders certainly wasn't helping her sexual appetite.

Their lips reconnected in an instant as their skin began to tingle feeling the heat that radiated off of each other, and in that moment, they were hyper aware of each other's bodies, each other's needs, each other's desires.

Slowly releasing their lips from on another, their foreheads touched tenderly as their hands and fingers danced across each other's bodies. Alice traced his biceps up and down, feeling the flex of his muscles before bringing her hand to his neck.

FP's sturdy and controlled hands tickled her spine before placing his lips on the edge of her jaw, teasingly leaving a trail of kisses down her neck, then collarbone and shoulder, before calmly sinking lower and lower into the ground till he was on his knees and his mouth reached the edge of her hips.

His eyes were gleaming lust as he looked up at her flushed and damn near breathless face, his lips curling into a mischievous satisfying grin and licking his lips as he took the edge of her denim skirt and tenderly glided it down her soft pale thighs along with her racy black lace panties, ultimately revealing her soaked centre right in front of him.

His lust filled eyes gazed upon her dripping entrance in astonishment, leaning his head closer to her treasured area and placing a kiss on her thigh. He heard the shallow breathing sounds she released, knowing she was anticipating him and the powers of his tongue.

Impatience got the best of her, and Alice stroked her fingertips through her dark hair before slowly pulling him into where she needed him the most once and for all, and he didn't disappoint, as his tongue came into contact with clit, licking it teasingly as he groaned in pleasure.