God, could the man swagger and with so much fucking attitude, too.
His white shirt opened as he came nearer, revealing a body that I hadn’t ever in my wildest dreams been able to visualise. In his teens, Raff was tall, lean and had hard muscles from all the rowing he did. But as a man, he stole my breath away. He was much broader across the shoulders and working my eyes down the gap created by his shirt moving to the sides of his body, I could see every worked-hard-for contour and muscle. Well defined pecs met my approving gaze, I saw that his chest was still hairless and then a tiny shard of silver caught my eye and although the shirt closed over again, I was sure his nipple was pierced. At that thought a flood of arousal hit the top of my thighs. Involuntarily, I responded by licking my lips and after a fleeting look at the rock-hard abs he seemed to be packing, my eyes flew back up to his just in time to see a smirk leaving the corner of his mouth.
I’d been caught admiring him, but I no longer cared. Butterflies danced around my stomach, my core clenched tight and a dull ache of want that I hadn’t felt in many years hit my lower body. My heartbeat was quickening as I anticipated his touch. He came up in front of me and grabbing both of my hands he pulled me into his warm body. The smell of his sweat from the gig floated up on the heat of his body and I melted into him.
‘You and me, we’re outta here,’ he spoke into my ear and I immediately complied, holding on to him as we vacated the room.
Holding her hand and feeling her almost running along to keep up with my lengthening stride was one of the biggest fucking rushes I’d ever felt. All I knew was that I needed to leave everyone else far behind us. I wanted her all to myself and it seemed that surprisingly she wanted the exact same thing.
I was moving fast, with the disbelief that what had happened back there was true. The song I’d sung to her had penetrated through the many barriers she’d set up between us, and I could hardly believe my fucking luck.
She wanted to be with me and she was happy to let me lead us away.
My heart filled with hope that the connection between us was strong enough to fight off everything that had come between us. The voices behind us got quieter the further we walked and by the time we got to the bottom of the back stairs, knowing we no longer had any spectators, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I turned around quickly and pulled on the one hand I was holding until she collided against my bare chest. The gasp of shock and then the quick intake of breath that she took as our bodies connected, was better than shooting up any drug I’d ever been in fucking contact with. Adrenalin flooded my system as I twisted her arm and put the one hand of hers that I was holding behind her back. My other hand weaved its way into her thick, chestnut hair at the back of her head. I leant my back onto the large newel post behind me and held her securely. My fingers cupped the back of her head gently but firmly and I made her look up at my face.
I watched through the strands of hair that had fallen in front of my vision as her eyes found mine and in slow motion I saw the fiery amber flecks in them begin to disappear as her dark pupils enlarged. At the very edge of my view I saw her tongue come out to wet her lip and then the tiny gap she opened between her full lips. My eyes left hers and all I could focus on was the plump, pink flesh of her mouth. Slowly, I tipped my head to the side and started to lower my mouth to hers. Her small hand left the side of my waist where she’d been gripping my loose shirt and then reconnected with the bare skin above my jeans. I sucked in a breath at her touch.
No woman apart from her had ever turned me on so fucking much just by placing their hands on my skin.
Our mouths were so close together. Every breath she took travelled over the needy flesh of my open mouth. I brushed our lips together feeling the electrical surge come between us, as I whispered to her.
‘We need to talk.’ It was the last fucking thing I wanted to do with her compliant in my arms.
‘Later… Just kiss me.’
I couldn’t help but smile at the desperation in her voice.
‘Yeah, but I need to tell you how it all went down.’
‘Yes, you do, but for now… just bloody kiss me.’ The pleading tone in her voice heightened.
‘I told you, you’d beg,’ I answered, smiling at her impatience
I crashed my mouth to hers quickly, knowing I was pushing my fucking luck. The moment our needy flesh touched, my need to physically consume her took over. I wanted her in every way possible. I wanted her smiles, her laughter and her fury. I wanted her to need me in her life, I wanted everything about her and I didn’t want to share anything about her with any other person. Not anyone.
My hands started to move of their own accord, one wound up her hair tightly to maintain our union and the other released her hand and started to travel over any part of her body that I could reach.
The groan she emitted as I grazed my knuckles slowly down her spine was like music to my ears. She hadn’t removed her hand from behind her back, so I grabbed it again and pushed it tighter into the middle of her back. I made sure she was as close to me as possible. With our mouths still fused together, I pushed off and away from the post at my back and started to walk her backwards, fast. The need to feel her body trapped under mine was becoming impossible to ignore. Finally, we came to a stop as my knuckles touched the recently painted, cold wall of the hallway. Releasing my hold on her hair and hand, I pressed my body firmly against hers. Moving to the side I pushed one of my thighs in between hers, making her part her denim-clad legs. I began to grind my hip into her, giving her purchase and effectively holding her in place.
Our mouths became more demanding the longer we kissed, our teeth clashed together as we changed position time and time again and the silent thoroughfare around us began to fill with the noise of our breathing and desperation. I used my now empty hands to explore the woman I loved.
I took them symmetrically down the sides of her face, over her bare shoulders. They travelled further down her arms. Unable to refuse myself a moment longer I lifted my chest away from hers and pushing my hips further against her, I cupped both of her heavy breasts. As a teenager she’d been gorgeous, but now her body had blossomed into full womanhood she was indescribable. I wanted to see every single part of her, I wanted to explore her with my mouth, my fingers and watch her come undone with my caress. I rubbed my thumbs over her already rock-hard nipples and then pulled my mouth away from hers slightly, to hear the moan I knew she would release.
‘Ohhhhhh,’ she moaned. Her eyes were closed and her head tipped back just a little, exposing more of her throat. The bare, flushed skin called to me. I fought the need to sink my teeth into it, wanting to mark her as mine.
‘You’re beautiful, Lauren,’ I whispered into the small fracture between us.
I lifted my thigh in between the apex of hers and watched as she closed her eyes at the motion.
‘We need to fucking move, because if we don’t soon, I’m gonna be taking you in this corridor and I won’t give a fuck who sees us.’ I spoke the lie into her ear, before I gave in and let my mouth bite its way softly down her neck. In reality I knew I would kill anyone who dared to see her like this in my arms. When I reached where her neck joined her shoulder, my hands hurriedly pulled her slash-necked top down. It gave way all too slowly, further revealing all her clavicle and I softly licked the whole length of it. Her hands grasped my head and her fingers buried themselves into the longer lengths of my hair as she held me to her.
‘Fuck, the taste of your skin, Loz. I thought I could remember how exquisite it was, but it’s far better than I memorised.’
I ran the tip of my tongue with perfect precision along the prominent bone once again. I stared, unable to pull my eyes away as goose bumps began to rise in my tongue’s wake and as Lauren started to shiver slightly in my arms.
‘I don’t care about moving, I… just…’
‘Just what? Tell me what you want,’ I almost hissed at her in desperation to hear the words spill out of her mouth.
‘I want… I want you, Rafferty.’ No one ever used my full name anymore, and nobody had ever said it the way she said it now. I couldn’t fucking wait to hear it fall from her mouth as she came with my dick inside her.
‘And I want you, but you don’t know what you’re asking.’
‘I know exactly what…’ Her words faltered momentarily as I softly bit into the exposed skin at the nape of her neck. ‘I… I want you.’
Looking quickly upwards, I could see she was too far fucking gone to care. I placed my mouth back to hers and found her willing tongue with mine as I caressed and then forcibly consumed her, demanding with pressure that she open up wide and let me in.
I should have been man enough to take her somewhere private, but fuck me I was so fucking lost in the woman. She was my first drug, my rediscovered drug and now my forever drug of choice. I would never get enough.
My hands quickly forced her top down further, feeling the material resist as it got tighter and then as her bare tits revealed themselves by almost bursting out of the slash neck. The soft fabric cleared her arms and she lifted them out suddenly. It then fell away from my hold and pooled at her waist. I braced myself with my mouth still on hers, answering her demands and lifted my arms up to cover her tits with my hands. I had large hands and it took the entirety of each of them to fully cup them both. My dick twitched uncontrollably in my jeans and it took every molecule of self-restraint that I had to stop from exploding behind my button fly.
‘No fucking bra, Loz?’ I whispered to her as I pulled my needy mouth away from hers.
‘This top doesn’t need one,’ she answered back.
I could see the corners of her mouth lifting in a shy smile. Sucking in my bottom lip I chewed down on it for a split second and raised an eyebrow at her. Then, once again, her mouth pulled mine back in and our needy lips crashed together.
She’ll be the fucking death of me.
I brushed both thumbs over her needy nipples and gave her exactly what she was sub-consciously asking for. The skin of each of her areolas was tight and puckered as she exposed herself to me and the chill of the hallway. We kissed until almost all the air had gone from my lungs. I wasn’t sure what I needed more, her or oxygen. Finally, I broke my mouth away from hers to look at her face. Her lips were engorged with blood, her cheeks were flushed and her head was turned slightly to one side as it rested on the wall.
I could feel the heat from her body and almost feel the quickening beat of her heart. But, I still couldn’t fucking believe I was holding her in my arms.
I could tell she felt safe with me, we were out in the open and any bastard would be able to see us if he dared to take the wrong fucking turn. But with her eyes closed and caught up in the moment, she had relinquished her faith and trust to me.
I’d had women out in the open before and couldn’t have given a fuck if anyone had seen us. Like the egotistical bastard I’d been, when high on drugs or consuming my almost hourly amounts of Bourbon, I couldn’t have given a shit about them. They didn’t care if people saw my fingers in their arse as long as those people also thought my dick had been inside them. Quite often, that wasn’t the fucking case. I’d let them suck me off or give me a hand job. My dick, I’d been a bit more choosey about.
But seeing her here relinquishing her faith and trust to me, I’d never been so fucking turned on in the whole of my life.
I rolled both of her nipples in between my thumb and forefinger and watched her mouth open as she gasped her appreciation to the sensation travelling through her. She began to grind herself into the top of my thigh and I knew that every single strand of my dwindling restraint had fucking snapped.
I quickly pinched her nipples and watched her eyes open up to stare intently back at me.
‘Jeans off.’
With no hesitation whatsoever, her hands left me and without looking down I could feel from the movement in between us that she was doing exactly what I’d demanded of her. As she shimmied around between me and the cold of the wall behind her, I bent my knees to lower my mouth to her tits. Even as she continued to push her jeans and knickers down her legs, she unconsciously pushed her tits further towards me. Just before I sucked her needy flesh into my mouth I looked down at her almost fully exposed body.
‘You are so fucking beautiful, Lauren.’
Her eyes came to find mine and she watched as I let my eyes wander quickly all over her exposed body. I licked one nipple fleetingly, hearing her gasp her appreciation and effectively slowing up our movements, which up to now had been frantic and hurried. I bent down further to help her out of her shoes and clothes. Propelling myself forward I fell onto my knees in between her bare legs and inhaled deeply. She was so fucking aroused it killed me to pause in front of her, but I had an ultimatum and before I thrusted my dick deep inside her she needed to know exactly how it was going be from now on.
‘You have one chance, Loz.’
I grabbed hold of both of her knees, making her bend her legs a little, and licked my tongue a couple of inches up them one at a time.
‘Oh… God, Raff.’ Her voice was husky with need and it took all I had to continue.
In front of my eyes she began to shake and I looked up in time to see moisture begin to appear at the top of her legs.
‘You have one fucking chance to say no, because once you let me deep inside you, Lauren, that’s it. I’m not leaving, not ever.’
Her head that had been thrown back in the ecstasy of feeling my tongue on her skin, teasing and caressing her, fell forward. Feeling her eyes on the top of my head I looked up at her. I lifted my arse from sitting on my haunches and coming up onto my knees, I gently ran my hands up the back of her legs. I let my tongue run further up her left thigh and tried to not taste the woman I loved for fear of losing all fucking control. Her hands threaded into the hair at the back of my head.
‘I don’t want you to leave, I never wanted you to leave.’ She slowly pushed the words out as she absorbed the feelings I was creating inside her.
‘Good, but here’s the deal.’ I let my warm breath caress the wet of my saliva on her thigh and then turned my attention to her right leg and slowly ran my tongue over that too.
‘You don’t get to push me away, either. Once I take you, Lauren, you need to remember that you’re mine… What are you?’
‘I’m yours, Rafferty. I’ve always been yours,’ she whispered.
The instant the words left her mouth, I was moving. I knew she was wet enough for what we both wanted and I wasn’t prepared to make either of us wait any longer.
I stood suddenly, and crashed my mouth back to hers. Her arms instinctively came around my shoulders and she held on tight. In the space of a few seconds I’d released enough buttons on my jeans to allow me to pull my throbbing dick from its tight confines. I fisted myself a couple of times trying to get some relief. Then placing my hands underneath her bum cheeks, I lifted her up and positioned the almost purple looking head of my dick at her entrance and rubbed it once the full length of her wet slit.
‘FUCK.’ Realisation hit me like a fucking freight train and I pulled my mouth away from hers. I had no condoms on me.
‘Loz, are you still on the pill?’
‘Yes, and I’m clean. Are you?’
I rested my forehead to hers. I hated that she had to ask me, but I understood why. The lifestyle that had come between us was once again rearing its very ugly fucking head.
‘I’m clean, can you take my word?’ My eyes implored hers.
She didn’t answer with her words but using her arms she lifted herself and shifted herself slightly. I was holding her too tightly for her to see in between us, so on instinct she moved onto the crown of my dick. As she slowly impaled herself she cried out her answer and it echoed around the hallway.
‘YES!’ she cried out.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I moved my hands behind her and placed them onto the cold wall, not wanting her bare flesh to be rubbed against
the unforgiving, textured paint at her back. I inhaled a deep breath and pushed myself all the way inside her. For a few seconds, we held on tightly to each other and wondered at the feeling of the two of us being connected. Her warm, wet walls gripped tight and I groaned in response.
She was my fucking home and I would never leave her again.
‘It’s too much, Raff.’ Her voice brought me back. ‘Oh, my God… you feel, it feels different. It’s too much… I can feel too much.’
‘It’s never too much, Lauren. This right here is what should be, always and forever, because you’re my girl.’
Our mouths crashed back together and I finally allowed myself to move.
The pace I wanted to set was frantic and explosive, but I held myself back, not wanting to hurt her. Until I knew she was ready I moved firmly but controlled. Then, holding her weight on the top of my thighs and with her shoulders pushing onto my perfectly placed hands, I fucked her deep, like a man possessed. There would be a time later tonight when I would worship every fucking inch of her, but it wasn’t here and it wasn’t now. Instinctively, her legs opened wider and I drove my dick into her, time and time again. Her cries of pleasure met my ears and my pace quickened. The need to be inside her, to fuck her and to cum inside her was almost primeval. The feelings of need between us were made of pure passion. Our gasps and moans filled up the open space, all I could hear was our mutual pleasure-filled noises and the bracelets around both of her wrists as they clinked together with the force of our conjoined movement.
I felt the first pulsing of her walls around my dick and I was gone.
‘RAFFERTY.’ And there it was, the one fucking word I’d been hanging on by a thread for.
The heat of my orgasm was chasing down my spine as Lauren sank her teeth into my shirt covered shoulder, and my body froze as my dick convulsed inside her. My neck arched and I looked skyward as I discharged hot bursts of semen into her, repeatedly.
I came roaring her name and then dipped my head to rest on her shoulder.
As soon as I could, I focussed my eyes back on hers and to see a small smile of satisfaction on her lips was a relief. I’d been too rough with her, but by the look of the sated woman in my arms, she’d enjoyed all I had to give her.
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