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one.”
“It don’t care about the dress,” I whispered, taking his ear with my teeth.
“I just need you so much.”
Completely naked now, Thomas was free to lower his mouth along my neck while his hands traveled on my thighs and bottom. Running my fingers through his hair, I watched him take a pointed tip inside his mouth. I whimpered with need and from the contact.
Wanting to touch him also, I used how vulnerable he was and shifted him to the wall. Surprised by my action, I saw him smile while his eyes begged to be in control. Taking his example, my fingers met the thin fabric of his shirt and I ripped it apart. Buttons went flying everywhere while the rigorous rain hid the sounds. His shirt now on the floor, my hands got busy with his solid and large chest. I kissed his collarbone as his hand gripped my hair and the other grabbed my ass.
I kissed his wall of pure muscle while his hard breathing invaded my ear and his cock made a pressure on my stomach. My fingers lowered to the bulge between his legs, where I touched him through the fabric. When he sighed, I desperately went for his belt. Freeing his long thickness, I pump up and down.
I was about to get down on my knees when Thomas changed the game. He took my mouth, kissing me hardly while he took both my hands and pushed them behind my back, making me impossible to touch him or do anything else altogether.
I decided to change the game too by biting on his lip. With a grunt, he loosed his hold on me and that was enough for my escape. I didn’t run to the living room because I knew I had a few extra seconds for Thomas to take his pants off. Listening to his sounds of undressing and the sounds of the rain, I walked to the living room. The darkness took the place hostage, but I adored the little streams of light that was able to escape from the windows from the street lamps.
Then, Thomas’ chest was behind my back, making me walk faster until my stomach hit the furniture that held the TV. My hair was pushed from my neck, where his lips started to kiss. His palm rested on my stomach as I felt his incredible pulsing erection on my bottom. Thomas roughly grabbed my hair, taking me by surprise while I moaned. My arm hit a lamp that fell and crashed on the floor.
The sound, alongside with the rain, only added fuel to the fire.
“Can I take you like this?”
Only by his question in my ear, I knew that his wife didn’t like falling out of the script of the missionary position. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it was such a great and pleasurable position.
“Oh, yes, Thom,” I whispered, intertwining our fingers with his hand that rested on my stomach.
For an easy penetration, I bent a little on the furniture and I separated my legs a little wider, simply waiting for his glorious invasion. His face never left the back of my neck, his body touching mine from head to toe. His breathing was heavy, and I could sense he was taking his time to begin a position that he didn’t use for at least a while.
Slowly, I felt the head of his erection pushing home, and a few seconds later, after kissing my shoulder, Thomas buried himself deep inside me. He grunted loudly on my shoulder, where he let his teeth softly sink in. He was anything but gentle when he started to move. It was wild, fierce and goddamned amazing. Our intertwined hands never left my stomach, but with his free one, Thomas ran along my thigh, sinking his nails on my skin while ripples of heaven penetrated my whole body.
The heavy tempest that was our bodies, I wasn’t surprised when the first signs of an orgasm
“It don’t care about the dress,” I whispered, taking his ear with my teeth.
“I just need you so much.”
Completely naked now, Thomas was free to lower his mouth along my neck while his hands traveled on my thighs and bottom. Running my fingers through his hair, I watched him take a pointed tip inside his mouth. I whimpered with need and from the contact.
Wanting to touch him also, I used how vulnerable he was and shifted him to the wall. Surprised by my action, I saw him smile while his eyes begged to be in control. Taking his example, my fingers met the thin fabric of his shirt and I ripped it apart. Buttons went flying everywhere while the rigorous rain hid the sounds. His shirt now on the floor, my hands got busy with his solid and large chest. I kissed his collarbone as his hand gripped my hair and the other grabbed my ass.
I kissed his wall of pure muscle while his hard breathing invaded my ear and his cock made a pressure on my stomach. My fingers lowered to the bulge between his legs, where I touched him through the fabric. When he sighed, I desperately went for his belt. Freeing his long thickness, I pump up and down.
I was about to get down on my knees when Thomas changed the game. He took my mouth, kissing me hardly while he took both my hands and pushed them behind my back, making me impossible to touch him or do anything else altogether.
I decided to change the game too by biting on his lip. With a grunt, he loosed his hold on me and that was enough for my escape. I didn’t run to the living room because I knew I had a few extra seconds for Thomas to take his pants off. Listening to his sounds of undressing and the sounds of the rain, I walked to the living room. The darkness took the place hostage, but I adored the little streams of light that was able to escape from the windows from the street lamps.
Then, Thomas’ chest was behind my back, making me walk faster until my stomach hit the furniture that held the TV. My hair was pushed from my neck, where his lips started to kiss. His palm rested on my stomach as I felt his incredible pulsing erection on my bottom. Thomas roughly grabbed my hair, taking me by surprise while I moaned. My arm hit a lamp that fell and crashed on the floor.
The sound, alongside with the rain, only added fuel to the fire.
“Can I take you like this?”
Only by his question in my ear, I knew that his wife didn’t like falling out of the script of the missionary position. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it was such a great and pleasurable position.
“Oh, yes, Thom,” I whispered, intertwining our fingers with his hand that rested on my stomach.
For an easy penetration, I bent a little on the furniture and I separated my legs a little wider, simply waiting for his glorious invasion. His face never left the back of my neck, his body touching mine from head to toe. His breathing was heavy, and I could sense he was taking his time to begin a position that he didn’t use for at least a while.
Slowly, I felt the head of his erection pushing home, and a few seconds later, after kissing my shoulder, Thomas buried himself deep inside me. He grunted loudly on my shoulder, where he let his teeth softly sink in. He was anything but gentle when he started to move. It was wild, fierce and goddamned amazing. Our intertwined hands never left my stomach, but with his free one, Thomas ran along my thigh, sinking his nails on my skin while ripples of heaven penetrated my whole body.
The heavy tempest that was our bodies, I wasn’t surprised when the first signs of an orgasm
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