Room 832 – Part 7 [M/F] [PIV]

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Your words set fire to my cheeks and I bite my lip, fully aware of the delightful warmth between my thighs. “That’s not rhetorical is it?”

“Of course not.”

I chew on my lip, but move so that we are face to face. I draw my fingertips over your cheek and lean in to kiss you. This kiss isn’t fervent, full of need, like we haven’t touched each other in so long; however, it is slow, sweet and passionate. A kiss like we have done this dozens of times before. I catch my fingers in your hair and scratch at the back of your scalp, like I would scratch behind a dog’s ears and you moan against my lips. My other hand trails down your front, I deliberately ignore your cock and drag my nails over your thighs, patiently.

All the while, your hands are all over me. You catch my bottom lip between your teeth, biting it and I growl, “give it back.” I peer at you through half lidded eyes, the glint of mischief not lost on me.

You chuckle, but don’t release my lip, “say please.” To further prove your point, you suck on my lip, drawing your tongue over it.

“Give it back,” I growl again, a moan mingling with my words, “please.”

Slowly, you let my lip go and in return, I catch yours between my teeth, smirking. You don’t object, but instead pull me closer and I can feel your cock hard against my thigh. It’s enough, that I let go of your lip, “hard again already. Perfect.” I stop tracing up and down your thighs, and start to stroke your length, but you knock my hand away right before my fingertips get sticky with your precum.

I almost pout, but after you let go of yourself, you rub them over my lips and I suck on your fingers, holding your gaze. You let out a moan and when your fingertips are clean of precum, you drop them to my pussy and press them into me.

Gasping a moan, my eyes close and I lay back. You move with me, so your hand stays between my thighs, but we are kissing again. While we kiss, I tangle my hand in your hair, and move to kiss the corner of your mouth, propping myself on an elbow. I drop my lips to kiss along your broad, strong shoulders, occasionally mixing it up with bites as I go. This draws moans from you and I am utterly pleased with myself. I continue along your shoulder and towards your neck, kissing and nibbling with varying degrees of pressure as I go.

You continue to curl your fingers in me and when I stop focusing on you, but on the pleasure between my thighs, I moan loudly. I think back to a time when we were new to this, when we hesitated to touch each other and one line stands out in my memories in particular: *When I am safely away, I will tell you how badly I wanted your fingers between my thighs and then I will touch myself, taste myself and tell you about everything you’re missing until next time.* I never want to go back to that time. How we ever had enough self control to not fully explore each other for as long as we did is incredible.

My head grows hazy and I moan your name, exclaiming “I’m close!” You do not tease me as I Inadvertently did earlier. Instead, you pull your hand away and push your cock in me. You lean back and together we shift so that my calf is on your shoulder. The pleasure is too much and I am clawing at the sheets, moaning. Your moans match mine and you rub my clit with your thumb. This sends me over the edge and I cum with a gasp and an “Oh!”

My orgasm pushes yours and your fingers are clawing at my hip. You tilt your head back and keep fervently fucking me until you let out a sharp moan and an exclamation that you’re close to cumming, too. I tilt my hips and match your rhythm, my nails digging into your thigh and you cum.

I slowly pull my leg from you and grab your hand, pulling you to come closer to me. Carefully pulling your dick from me, you oblige me and I move so that when you lay, I have my head on your chest and we are a tangle of limbs covered in sweat.

Our breathing levels and I grin up at you, “so is that what you meant by waking me up with terrible things? That was amazing.”

TO BE CONTINUED.
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