She was panting, still seeing stars, when he kissed her, kissed her properly. His mouth claimed hers, and she moaned, rubbing her hips against the rough denim of his jeans as fresh need slammed through her. His tongue explored, flicking over her teeth, circling the tip of her own tongue until finally he started to suck gently, teasing till her clit started to throb again in response. The taste of lust flooded her senses, lust and a need that had her clutching at his hair, his shoulders, matching the demands of his kiss with her own.
‘Oh God, Hayley.’ His forehead rested against hers, his breathing rough and uneven, matching her own as they both gasped for air.
‘I want you, Tom.’ She slipped her hand down between them, rubbed her palm along the length of his hard cock, the heat of him burning through the thick denim. He groaned and shut his eyes, helping her as she fumbled with his belt. ‘I need you.’ She pushed his boxers down just far enough that she could get her hand round him, feel the silken skin, the long, hard length of him.
‘Shit.’
Hayley dropped down to her knees and swirled the drop of precome over his glans with her tongue, the musky sweetness and his groan making her desperate for more. Slowly she pushed her mouth down, her lips just wide enough to take his tip, constricting over the broad rim of his cock as she stroked her tongue over his slit. ‘Oh fuck.’ His grip increased on her hair as she dug her fingers into his bum, as her lips glided down until the taste of him was in the back of her throat. She sucked as she pulled her lips back up the length of his cock, flicking her tongue against his frenulum until he widened his legs, and his balls tightened. And then she took him again, her mouth engulfing as much as she could, swallowing as he nudged the back of her throat. He held her head tight for a moment as her muscles squeezed the tip of him, pushing in a tiny bit deeper, and then he pulled free.
‘Come here.’ The rough growl in his voice sent a new want through her as he pulled her to her feet and his mouth roughly took hers. ‘That’s fucking amazing, but –’
‘Please.’
‘Please what?’
‘Make love to me, Tom, I need you inside me.’
‘I thought you’d never ask. But –’ He moved back slightly and, for a moment, panic hit as cool air replaced the heat of his skin against hers, like it could still all go wrong. After all, she was the butt-naked one, even if his dick was standing free and to attention. ‘Not here.’ She turned to head for the stairs, but he was too quick; his hands were on her waist, and before she could object he’d picked her up and thrown her over his shoulder. One firm hand came down hard on her buttocks and she yelped. ‘I like having you under my control.’ He laughed as she pounded on his back with her fists.
‘Put me down.’
‘All attempts to escape are futile, my darling.’
‘Hey.’ She kicked her legs, but he just tightened his grip.
‘Hey yourself, honey. Any more wriggling and your bum will be glowing pinker than a baboon’s arse.’
‘You’ve got such a way with words.’
‘And you’ve got such a gorgeous bum. Shut up, woman.’ It was probably the abseiling or rock climbing, or whatever else he did in his spare time, but he seemed to find her weightless as he headed down the stairs. As they hit the bottom step he sank a finger in her pussy and she yelled out at the sudden intrusion, a yell that turned to a moan as he pressed deeper into her, twisting his hand. She was panting as he threw her down on the bed, wrapping her legs round him as he sank down on top of her.
‘You’ve got too many clothes on for a guy who’s been stripped bare.’
He gave a wicked grin and lifted her, his large hands almost spanning her waist as he pushed her further across the mattress until her shoulders were balanced on the edge of the bed.
‘Hey, I’m going to fall off.’
‘I’ll never let you fall off.’ She should have guessed from the darkening of his eyes, from the pressure of his hands on her waist, but she didn’t. Didn’t know what he was about to do until his head dipped down between her thighs and his tongue swept a path that left her trembling. He thrust his tongue into her throbbing pussy and pure pleasure rippled through her. She was rocking, sliding off the bed, clutching at the covers as he licked and nibbled, his hair tantalizing the inside of her thighs.
‘Tom, for fuck’s sake.’
‘What? You don’t like foreplay? I was going to kiss you all over, suck …’
‘Please.’ OK, her tone was needy, desperate, begging. But she didn’t give a shit.
He lifted his head, hair tousled and golden eyes gleaming, and then, in one easy movement, he stripped his shirt off and stepped on the bottom of his jeans to free his legs. ‘You are one demanding woman, you know.’ He thrust deep inside, one hard thrust that threatened to send her straight off the bed. Her stomach muscles tightened and she squealed, grabbing hold of him as she slid closer and closer to the edge with each thrust, and everything was constricting, clenching, tumbling and she was coming, hanging on, half suspended. ‘Don’t worry. I’ll never let you go.’
His voice was broken, fractured, and he was throbbing, pulsing inside her, and she let go completely, hitting the peak before spiralling slowly down like a feather floating on the breeze.
She was only dimly aware of him kissing the top of her head, pulling her close so he cradled her with his body. But she heard his words and echoed them with her own.
‘I love you.’
And she let her eyes close, knowing he was there right behind her. Wasn’t he always?
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