Her front door closed with a simple. decisive. *click*, opening a new chapter in their first real-life encounter.
Moments before, with nibbling lips upon his neck, she giggled while fumbling around for her ONE true house key.
Pausing before pushing open the door, the couple committed to long-term memory one more greedy moment in night air. They engaged in one last wave of sea-salt kisses.
As the two passed through the door, the glistening ocean air was replaced by dry cool conditioned air.
Dim yellow lights flickered on. The to-be lovers shared with eye contact that this “is really. finally. happening.” They backed away from one another and saw how long it took to get so deep in this moment.
He got distracted by her cute butt and gave it a little swat.
Feeling the sting of his attraction, she cast back a wink and a slow satisfied smile. She led him into the kitchen through the foyer.
He stripped her down and hoisted her up to sit her bare body onto the cold granite counter. He lost his shirt and shorts as fast as he could and set to warming up her wetness.
It was fucking on. No more chatting about it.
And nothing was going to stop them from stirring up this night. All night long.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gbd7xs/summer_sanctuary
Kitchen counter sex. Mmmm, yum
That is the nicest thing I’ve ever seen