Even if it’s snowing outside, it’s warm enough in here with you [FM]

Something good always happens when it snows and it’s presence quickened my pace as I made my way over to see him. He welcomed me in with an eager, warm embrace and it felt so good to be back in his arms. As we took in the view, he casually stated “you know, I’ve always wanted to have sex up there…just saying”. It was more than enough of an excuse as we climbed into the bay, settling amongst the cushions. Every touch was comfort; the softness of his skin, the feather-light kisses he placed, the gentle caress which pulled me closer. I began to familiarise myself with every inch of his body, soon realising that any clothing was greatly undesired. As I unbuttoned the flannel so cruelly separating us, he returned the favour by firmly and swiftly removing the lower half of my outfit. My heartbeat quickened at the sight of the brief glint in his eye before he plunged between my thighs, an open invitation. His tongue moved eagerly, exploring and revisiting, making my hips begin to undulate of their own accord. I gasped at a sharp flick of his tongue, becoming aware of the slight draft of the window flowing over my exposed self. At his relentless pace, my hips bucked further and I couldn’t help but exclaim. I could feel myself getting more excited every second; I needed to taste him, show my appreciation. I sat up and pushed his shoulders back against the wall, feeling the firmness of his muscles tensing at my touch underneath the flannel draped across him. I made my way down over his chest and hips until reaching my goal, making sure to welcome every inch. I pushed deeper, worshipping his entirety and heard him groan with pleasure. I increased my pace, covering my teeth with my lips so I could apply the force I knew would make him moan even louder, and I could feel him thrust up to meet my throat. The tension grew, unspoken, as I released him from my grasp and he whispered breathlessly “I love it when you say my name”. I leant back, briefly glancing outside and considering what any innocent passers-by might see if perchance they looked up. The thought was quickly dismissed as he fell into me, right to the hilt. I moaned, clutching at his shoulders. He began to tease, moving slowly for a few seconds. With the slight encouragement of a firm, loving bite to the neck and hands pressing into his lower back, I could feel him lose all restraint. Driving powerfully into me, we both held onto the other. I tensed in anticipation, as I saw the tell-tale signs cross his expression and pulled him deeper as he climaxed. Biting his ear and thrusting my hips towards him as he relaxed, I could hear him chuckle, breathless in pleasure; “welcome back”.

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~ Jillybean

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