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I come up behind you while you're working on the computer and loop my arms around your neck. "Hi sexy. Whatcha doin'?" I rest my chin on your shoulder and look at the screen. "Working on a program," you lapse into a brief mumbled description that's more for yourself than me. Mostly because I only understand one of every three words. Then all of your concentration returns to the screen, but not before you absently kiss my knuckles and rub your cheek against my hand. My smile grows indulgent and I briefly play with the thick thatch of hair that keeps falling over your glasses. I stand there a few minutes longer rubbing your shoulders and neck where tension crept in while you were working. "I'm gonna go
take a shower baby," I press a kiss to the top of your
head before moving away. I have to laugh under my breath
at your absent nod and sound of agreement. I return after my shower wrapped in a robe and rubbing a towel over my wet hair. You smell my sweet aroma when I resume my previous position with my arms linked on your chest. "I thought you were working." I grin at the game on screen. Large buff men with automatic weapons were firing back and forth among a veritable forest of bizzarely shaped icons and images. "I was... I'm taking a break," Your chuckle warms me from the inside. "Uh huh," I nibble on your earlobe, pressing my palms against your chest. "As long as you're breaking I won't feel bad about distracting you." "Go right ahead, babe." You arch into my suckling mouth. "Distract away." My fingers walk up your ribs and start opening the buttons of your shirt, stopping every now and then to wander inside and touch your skin. I brush over your nipples and drag my nails over the sensitized skin, brushing my palms across your soft hair. You murmur your approval and I move my lips down the side of your throat, nipping and licking your slightly salty skin. I straighten suddenly and bring my hands to your shoulders. I stand for a second leaning on you and the back of the chair that I brought with me when I moved. With my hold on your shoulders I turn the chair around to face me, putting the back of it against the computer table. "Hi." I grin and lean down to kiss you. Pressing our lips together and swiping my tongue back and forth over your half open lips. I tease until your hand comes to the back of my head and pulls me closer. Then I push inside of your mouth, twisting my slick tongue with yours. Occasionally you tug on my barbell with your teeth or twist it with your tongue. I really dig that. I hold the side of your face with my palm. Pressing you this way and that as we sink into a marathon kissing event that lasts several minutes. My fingers brush your ear and my thumb rests on the corner of your mouth. When I draw back it sweeps across your lips and your tongue darts out to taste it briefly. My other hand creeps from it's resting spot on your thigh and slides up to the front of your pants. I outline the proof of your desire with my fingers and rub along your length. I step away and take your hands in mine, tugging you to your feet and drawing you to stand next to the bed. I release your hands and step into your arms, going on tiptoe to kiss you again. You bend down to meet me halfway wrapping your arms around me and pressing your hands to my back. My breathing gets a bit ragged as we share a long, wet kiss. I run my foot up the back of your leg, using you to keep my balance as I slip my hands under your waistband and touch your buttocks. With a little growl you kiss me more fiercely and I match your passion. Your fingers pluck at the tie of my robe and it falls open, seperating down the front and allowing me to press my breasts against your chest. I rub up and down, bending my knees a bit. Dragging my hard nipples against the plane of your chest. My fingers clench on your tensed ass and it seems to be the last straw. You tumble me backwards, following me onto the bed. We both laugh a bit as your weight comes down on top of me. My arms circle your neck and one leg lifts over your hip to pull you tighter. Then pull your head down, reaching up to you with my mouth, seeking your heat and finding it. My fingers close on your hair and tug a bit. You smile against my mouth and slide your lips down my chin to my neck. I arch up and offer myself to you. Wanting you to taste more and giving you access to all you want from me. Your hand closes on my breast, cupping it and holding it still for your plundering mouth. (as if I were going anywhere) I groan when your lips close over my nipple and you suckle the hard nub into even more excitement. My grip in your hair holding you close and tugging at the same time. I shift underneath you, sliding my legs up and down yours and rubbing up against you. My hips rocking against you. The open robe slides against my skin as I move between it and you. My hands roam down your shoulders and then glide across your back drawn to your flexing buttocks as you rub against me. I feel your fingers slide over my belly and probe between my legs. My sigh echoes in your ears as I arch and push into your touch. Your fingertips brush over my puffy lips and stroke along the wet seam where they press together. My breath escapes on a whoosh of air and one word is recognizable. "Please" With a deft touch you seperate them and dip inside of me, running your fingertip along my slit and getting a liberal coating of my juice. I make an indescribable sound as you skim over my clit and take a moment to rub your collection over it. I arch at the sensation, Pulling your hips into mine. I grind up into your hand until the back of your hand is pressed to your erection through the cotton of the sweats. My impatience seems to transmit itself to you. You reach around and shove your sweats down and kick them and your underwear off. Then your back on top of me, your open shirt still on your shoulders and hanging down on both sides of me. "Better" I lift my legs and cradle you between them. Raising myself off the bed to touch as much of you as possible. I reach down and wrap my hand around your dick, guiding you to slide along my wetness as your fingers did moments before. Easing the head along my lips and letting you feel the slickness before placing you at my opening. I look into your eyes and you lean down to kiss me deeply. As we meld our breath and mouths you thrust forward, burying yourself inside me. I press my hand against myself, my fingers on each side of you where you disappear into me. I can feel the slide of your skin against mine. I can touch your heat and feel it slick with me. I raise my knees up in the air and grip the small of your back as you grind deeper inside of me. I want to feel all of you... NOW. You reach under one leg and hold it in that postion while you begin pumping in and out of me. You draw almost all the way out on each stroke and I begin to whimper and plead as the sensation of your cockhead almost popping out of me then slamming back deeper drives me mad. My nails dig into your back and I lift my head to bite your shoulder. The sounds coming
from me are closer to pants but you know they are your
name repeated over and over again. I twist and thrust against you, the ankle of the leg you aren't holding pressing on your buttocks, trying to pull you so deeply inside of me I'll never be alone again. Our skin is slick with sweat and I'm so wet I've coated you and managed to create a pretty impressive wet spot. I come suddenly. The climax sneaking up on me and making me gasp and shudder. I clench around you, enclosing you in a sweet cage of tightened flesh. My entire body shaking and trembling sends you over with me. You shoot inside of me, burying your face against my throat and taking a bit of skin there between your teeth. I groan and hitch both legs around your waist, holding your shuddering body close to me. I love the weight
of your body on top of mine. The warmth and feeling of
being utterly covered makes me understand the meaning
of being loved and loved well. |