She returned to bed and sat on the edge, careful not to wake him. There was no need to be careful; he was awake. He lifted the covers inviting her in and folded her into his body. Awake and aroused, she kissed him. He smelled of sleep and dreams; she kissed him again, attempting to draw him out. He returned the kiss nestling into her neck. The rhythmic breathing of sleep returned almost immediately. The man was out.
She exhaled, wanting what did not appear optional, at least for the moment. Shane twisted in his arms so that her back pressed into his chest, her rump snuggled against him as he curled around her. The change in position did not help. Desire rose in her with force, unlike the storm that threatened. Shane watched as lightning lit the sky. She was counting like a child, one thousand, two one thousand, three Crack! The glass in the windows trembled. Closer; the storm drew closer. Outside an occasional car would drive by; its headlights cast moving shadows across the wall and ceiling. Shane closed her eyes, willing sleep to come. The bone-tiring feeling she associated with earlier in the night had somehow been soothed away by her short-lived rest and Ryan. Shane closed her eyes, reaching into the night, seeking the pitter-patter of the rain. Lightning followed by the rumble of thunder. Now she could only get to one, one thousand. The storm was directly overhead. The gentle pitter-patter snowballed to match the angry claps of thunder. Shane slipped from the warmth of the bed once again to close the bedroom windows.
She moved through the darkness, watching the storm come to life around the little house.
“Shane?” His voice was thick with sleep.
“It’s raining, honey. I’m closing the windows.”
"Oh." He was quiet for a moment before she heard his voice again, "Come back." She slid under the covers beside him, shivering.
CHAPTER 4
Desire
N ow, raindrops were falling hard against the windows. Shane turned into his body, her back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. Her heartbeat was racing. His energy had shifted since she’d slipped away from him to close the windows. He was no longer heavy with sleep. His breath felt warm against her neck, while his hands moved over her body to still her shivering.
She turned her head to deliver a good night kiss. Her lips met his, warm and moist. His mouth open and wanting. She breathed into the kiss. He tasted of sleep and desire. She made an effort to face him, and his hands held her in place. They lay side by side; Ryan curled around Shane, her back pressed into his muscular chest. She reached for him, and lay her hands on his head, and sleep tousled hair. She arched back into and, touched his neck, shoulders, and back. His body was smooth and ropy with muscles. His thick thighs pressed into her smaller muscular legs. He’d shed his boxer. She passed her hand up over the bare skin of his thigh, finding his hipbone and taut stomach muscles. Her ass pressed against him, separated from his skin by her lace panties.
She slid her fingers over the outside of his leg, up to the tender skin where his muscular thighs shifted into his sweet ass and squeezed. He pressed into her, his erection thick and pleasing, settled between her ass cheeks. He was prevented from touching her directly only by the sheer lace. She squeezed again, pulling him into her, while she pressed back, and he kissed her; a lazy, languid kiss. He was teasing her.
She tried to turn into him again, to face him, belly to belly, and he held her in place. His hand on her stomach, preventing the motion. His instructions clear. Stay. Then his fingers began to move. His gentle and exploring touch was moving over her ribs and the tender flesh under her breasts. She reached upwards again, to find his head and the nape of his neck. Shane ran her fingers through his hair, her back arched, leveraging the motion to deepen the kiss. Her pulse quickening as his fingers moved over her breast, brushing her nipple.
His roaming hands were stoking the desire growing inside of her as he traced over the tender skin of her lower belly. Shane arched into his touch, breaking the kiss, and felt his mouth on her neck. His left arm moved around her waist, in a smooth motion, he rolled onto his back, taking her with him.
He was quick; she lay against him facing the ceiling. He unclasped her bra, slid it over her arms, then tossed it away. His hands moved over her body, tracing the curve of her waist as it shifted into the hollow of her hip. His touch followed the line of her body up her side and over her rib cage. She turned her face to his seeking his kiss. He did not disappoint. He met her with open mouth kisses, taking his time as he rolled her right nipple between his fingers. She tensed, wanting more, and he squeezed again, letting loose only to grasp her breast in his hand and kneed the pale white skin. Shane felt his body tense beneath hers. He was rock hard and seemed immune to her sense of urgency.
He alternated his touch between the torturous rolling of her nipples and kneading her breasts. He kissed her until she surrendered to the pleasure. His left hand rested on her hip, with no apparent plan of its own. She spread her legs, wrapping her feet under his knees, wanting the touch. Her panties had to be soaked by now. He was rolling her nipples, pleasure bordering on pain, and she wanted him to touch her. His left hand encouraged by her taut trembling body traced lines across her stomach through the sheer fabric. She wanted his skin on hers.
Her pleasure slowly becoming audible; her breath coming faster, "Ryan, please."
“So hot.” He said as his fingers dipped under the waistband of her panties. She felt his hips shift up as he pressed against her. It was as if he watched from a distance. “You’re so hot.”
She squirmed, "please."
He laughed. She felt it rumble in his chest.
He kissed the back of her shoulder as his hips flexed. Shane felt him press into the needy flesh between her legs, touching her with his free hand. “Oh.” The touch was brief, and his fingers moved playfully across her swollen lips before she felt his fingers slip beneath the sheer lace that covered her hip. His hand moved across her belly, finding their way under the fabric that separated her skin from his.
His touch ignited her, and she felt her body melt into his. His thick fingers slipped between folds of skin; as he opened her. Her heart pounding as he touched her, raising her desire, teasing but not entering. His thick fingers pleased her as he pressed into her from behind; his cock thick and hard.
Oh, yes. Her body began to tremble. Ryan’s fingers circled her clit, and brushed the bundle of nerves, before settling in to please her. His focus on her clit ignited the heat between her legs. Ryan. Ryan. Yes. Her hips moved with his touch, grinding against him as he teased. A slight sheen of sweat covered her body, her shivering no longer a product of the cold night air. She spread her legs farther apart, with knees trembling as her pleasure built. His pressure increased; his merciless fingers circled against her clit as he squeezed her breast.
“I’m gonna cum.”
“Shane.” His voice was even, as unaffected as she’d ever heard him. He sounded like he was at the dry-cleaner. “No.” No, thank you, no starch with that.
It began in her knees, creeping through her thighs. Her body was on fire. Knowing the rising fire, she was fighting; he increased the pressure and tempo of his fingers.
His voice in her ear; low and steady “Do. Not. Cum”
She fought it back and held it in her thighs temporarily. Her body jerked as he rolled her nipple between his fingers. Oh, Ryan.
He pinched and twisted as two fingers dipped inside her and returned with a fierce pace to her aching clit. Oh fuck.
“Ryan, please,” he kneaded her breast, circling her clit as he pumped against her from behind. She could not stop shaking.
The orgasm climbed higher in her thighs as he spread her wide. With a shift of his body, his cock was between her legs, and she felt it press into her, her wet panties preventing entry. Shane tucked her legs to her chest to slip the sheer soaked lace off. She flung them into the darkness and slid her long supple legs back around his. Her naked ass pressed into him; his hungry cock hot against her skin.
He pulled her into him, bending his knees, in
effect spreading her wide. Shifting his weight, she felt the head of his cock against her. She wanted him inside her. His attentive fingers touching, ensuring the moment of disconnect when she shed her panties, did not disrupt the climbing orgasm. Fuck. She was shaking now, unable to control it. Ryan, Ryan
He lightened his pressure slightly as he entered her.
His cock thick so fucking thick, it spread her wide. Her feet were locked behind his knees; Ryan flexed his knees, increasing his pressure as he began to fuck her.
He held her in the space between sheer pleasure and the ultimate climax, with his words and with his touch. She felt him go deep, slowly deeper, moving with gentle intention, letting her adjust to his girth. His fingers were testing pressure on her pussy, teasing at the clit, letting her gain control over the impending orgasm, and then he was fucking her, hard, deep thrusts, warming her from the core, hot blood flowing out into all her limbs. His hand was back to it, pleasing her, teasing her. The orgasm ignited in her knees.
Oh, god. Oh. Oh. Words did not come, only sounds of pleasure.
She heard his voice in her ear and struggled to understand,
"Hold on baby, you’re so fucking hot.” Her pleasure was audible as he fucked her, letting orgasm grow, the heat of it barely tolerable as it crept through her thighs. His body slapped against her ass, as he fucked her. She trembled under his relentless fingers; his cock buried deep inside her. "Please. Please. Please," she hadn’t realized she was begging. Her thighs quaking as he held her back.
She felt his lips on her ear, wet and warm. His pace slowed as he fucked her deep and slow, “Cum baby."
She let go, and the climax flooded her, her pussy clenching his moving dick, tightening again and again. Trembling in his arms, as his cock moved through her clenching muscles bringing wave after wave of heat and pleasure. Shane felt the world shift, and she was under him, legs spread wide, her belly on the bed, his hands on her ass, squeezing as he fucked her, his cock working inside her as he kept up his pace. His hands stroked her ass, squeezing her cheeks and her trembling thighs.
The absence of his finger on her clit, allowed some measure of recovery, as the heat continued to build inside her- sheer fucking pleasure.
He’d opened her up with the full body orgasm, and now the head of his giant fucking cock was stoking a new fire. He leaned into her, his hips never slowing, and she felt his chest against her back, and his opened mouth kisses across her shoulders. She sought his hands, fingers splayed wide, as he held his body above her while he fucked her. Her fingers intertwined with his.
He moved inside her, with the pace that pleased him, quick, quick, slow, quick, quick, slow. His head bent to hers as his hips worked. She felt his breath hot against her, and he kissed her. She stretched up into him, feeling the orgasm build, his mouth on hers. She moaned into the kiss and felt his lips as she caught it between her teeth. The orgasm climbed from her knees into her thighs, she held on to it, holding it at bay. His mouth on hers, kissing her back as he moved inside her, his hips picking up speed as he fucked her, hard and steady, her orgasm climbing.
When she came, it erupted like white-hot light, her muscles clenching around him as he continued to move. She moaned into the ecstasy. Waves of pleasure washing over her, barely able to tolerate his movement throughout her climax. She was panting now, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, caught in the deliciousness of wanting him to continue to move inside her and wanting to stop the gentle thrusting that made her want to come out of her skin. He kissed her, his hips moving quickly; carrying her up again, she moaned into his kiss, helpless to do anything but ride with him. Her breath came in bursts. His pleasure driven by his own need to be buried inside her.
When she came again, so did he. His body ridged with pleasure, as her climax tightened around him once again. And he was spent, collapsing into her, their bodies as one.
He shifted her slightly, so his weight would not bear down on her. Ryan kissed her softly, his tongue traveled over her lips tasting, his breath warm and arms holding her tight. As he drifted into a dreamless sleep, the outside world returned to her.
Thunder rumbled in the distance. She listened without hearing and let his breathing and the retreating storm lull her to her dreamless sleep.
Shane woke to the expanse of his empty bed. She was naked, curled into his sheets. It was still dark, and he was up. She could hear the shower going, but she didn’t want to move, let alone get up. Her well-worked muscles ached without movement. How would she feel when she did move? Now was not the time to test it.
Shane closed her eyes and let sleep drift with her. It was a light sleep, covering her naked body like the sheet. When he re-entered the room, she listened from a dreamy distance. He moved around the bed, drying off, and she heard what sounded like his towel drop to the floor. She lacked the curiosity to confirm the noise with sight.
Shane willed the dreamless sleep to return, ignoring the way the bed shifted under his weight as he crept up behind her. She felt the heat of his body before he touched her. When he did make contact, his lips were the only contact she felt. Not his fingers. Not his hands.
She felt gentle, barely there, whisper kisses, his feigned attempt at not waking her. She lay on her side; legs curled up into her chest. He laid a trail of those barely-there kisses across her shoulder and down her arm, raising an army of goosebumps.
He moved the thin sheet, warmed by her body, as he made his way down. His mouth found the back of her neck, unshaven whiskers tickling at her skin. She shivered, not wanting to move. He moved down the length of her, his lips exploring every vertebra in her spine, his mouth growing bolder with each kiss. When he reached the base of her spine and continued his descent, she knew she was lost to his touch.
Shane felt the sheet shift as he cast it away, leaving her naked and exposed. Ryan’s breath warmed her hip. Her flesh startled when his fingers made contact trailing over her thigh; a light touch, carrying a deeper intent as he stroked her skin to warm away from the chill.
Shane did not open her eyes. Sleep beckoned, and she wanted to drift with his caresses. She felt the tickle of his 5 o’clock shadow tickle across the back of her right thigh. She sucked air in and stiffened, wanting him to continue those barely-there kisses. He did, moving up until his lips touched the gentle curve of her leg where it met her heart-shaped ass, and the tender skin that invited his touch. Her breath caught as he blew warmth into the dampening folds between her legs.
She did not resist when he lifted her right leg and slid his head between her thighs.
He parted her with his tongue, feeling his way through the dark. She was wet long before he touched her there, his lips devouring her while his tongue was making delicious swirls.
Sleep became a memory as pleasure jolted through her.
“Oh, Ryan.” Oh god. She was praying now. Ryan, Oh, Ryan. Oh god. Oh. Breath coming faster.
He moved with deliberate intention, letting her anticipation build. He separated her lips to expose her growing clit, her pretty pussy plump desire.
Ryan touched her now, running his fingers over her ass, squeezing gently, pulling her to him as he sucked, increasing his touch, letting the pressure build. Oh fuck. Hands and his mouth. She felt him slide his fingers between her legs into her wetness, stretching her just enough, and then he dipped again, more profound this time, circling and sucking as he primed her. She widened her knees, wanting his fingers inside her as he tasted her.
She felt his fingers, thick and deep, and arched into him, spreading her knees. With his other hand, he pressed against her ass, pulling her into his mouth, Closer.
He sucked her clit while his fingers moved inside her, legs tightening with the pleasure as she tried to spread herself wider for him.
Desire growing, and somehow, he increased the pleasure. The thick pad of his thumb pressed between her cheeks, circling with a little mind of its own, pressing until his thumb was firmly wedged against the rosebud of her asshole while he stroked her and
sucked her pussy. His fingers moved deeper now, filling her. Fuck me. Ryan. Oh, god, fuck me.
What had begun as pleasure-driven words spilling out of her lips became instruction.
The pressure increased on her puckered little asshole. Pressure and pleasure burned as he opened her up. "Oh, please, baby, fuck me."
He worked her with his mouth as she rocked with him, her body acquiescing to his desire to be inside her. Oh god, he was opening her up with the pad of his thumb. With firm pressure, he moved into her and set her nerves on fire. Now three fingers deep inside her pussy, he filled her, and his tongue never stopped.
Shane felt his thumb press into her, stretching the tight ring around the thickness of his thumb. Oh god. The fingers inside her pussy moved at a deliberate pace, fucking slowly as his thumb pressed deeper inside her. His mouth covered her clit with his tongue rough against it. More. Oh god. More.
Fuck. The words filled her mind and spilled from her lips.
Ryan, oh god, Ryan. Oh, please, yes, yes. The climax started in her knees; she could barely tolerate the pleasure flooding through her thighs and across her hips. She closed her eyes, moans of pleasure louder; with no more words, she was lost to the orgasm held in place by his fingers moving inside her carrying her climax forward. The orgasm spread through her pussy and ass like wildfire, his fingers moving as her muscles clenched around his hand.
“Oh, god, oh, oh.”
He did not let her go. She was stretched wide, her mind fighting the sensation. It was too much, too much, and he would not let her go. Ryan held her at the brink. She pushed his head back, wanting to break contact as his tongue moved furiously over her swollen pussy, sensitive beyond measure in the after-effects of the orgasms.
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