long as they wanted to be together, and they did.
She pointed the way. He carried her through the house and into a room that had little bits of her everywhere. The faded Adventures flag hung on the wall, bandanas were draped over pegs next to the door and a few piles of discarded gear littered the floor.
He let her feet drop, and the moment she was standing he yanked her shirt up over her head. The worn fabric ripped as he pulled it off her arms. They froze, looking at one another, and broke out laughing. She tossed the shirt away and reached for his. While she discarded his shirt, he toed his sneakers off. They tore each other out of their clothes until they were both naked. He took a moment to appreciate her in all her natural beauty.
With a growl, he tackled her and they fell in a tangle of limbs and laughter onto the bed. He rolled until he had her pinned her under him. Her hands clenched his arms and her legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed up the column of her neck, scraping her with his stubble as he went. She writhed and shivered against him.
“Carey.” She tugged her arms from his grasp and framed his face with her hands. She didn’t try to dissuade him from his path, but her fingers stroked over his jaw and cheeks.
One hand was partially balled into a fist. He pulled it back and peered at what she held in her grasp. He grinned when he recognized one of the condoms from his wallet in her hot little hands.
“Put it on me.” He pushed up to his knees and sat back. His cock bobbed toward her, a drop of precum smeared on his skin.
Elise sat up and ripped the package open. She didn’t have to try to be sexy. The confident way she grasped his stiff flesh and rolled the condom on was sexy. She cupped the back of his neck and kissed him. Wrapping an arm around her, he slowly lowered her back to the bed. They’d do this right between them.
He parted her folds, taking time to slowly slide his fingers across her tender skin. She lifted her hips and he dipped his fingers into her channel.
“I still turn you on. That’s hot.”
“Fuck me already.” He curled his fingers, seeking the hidden spot that made her come undone. She shuddered around him and thrust her breasts up. Must have found the spot.
“I thought this was make-up sex.”
“Mm, I’m sorry.” Her hands roved over his arms and shoulders. One cupped his face and tugged him closer for a kiss.
“I’m sorry too.”
“I’m sorrier.”
He chuckled and withdrew his fingers. He guided his cock to her and paused long enough to interlace their fingers. Sliding into her felt right. This was where he belonged, with Elise. She fit him like a missing piece.
Her legs wrapped around his hips, her body cradling his in the perfect way nature intended. He held still, wanting to drag out this moment, the way she held him, the look in her eye. This was the beginning of something.
Impatient, Elise rolled her hips, the clenching of her muscles on his cock enough to roll his eyes back in his head.
“Damn,” he growled. “I fucking love you.” A bubble burst in his chest. He could say that now, to her face.
She squeezed his hands tighter and repeated the action with her hips. “I love you too, Carey.”
He withdrew and thrust, both of them gasping at the way their bodies fit together. The drag of flesh on flesh. She way her body clenched and hugged his, he’d never get tired of it.
“Say it again.”
The headboard banged against the wall as he thrust again. The mattress squeaked, and he had a passing fear that they might break it.
“I love you.” Her voice hit a high pitch at the end and her breath caught in her throat.
Her heels dug into his ass and her nails were leaving little half crescents on the back of his hands. He let go of one hand to tilt her hips to just the right angle. He pumped into her harder, loving the way she panted and how each time they were together, she lost another layer of inhibitions.
“Carey, oh god.”
He put
She pointed the way. He carried her through the house and into a room that had little bits of her everywhere. The faded Adventures flag hung on the wall, bandanas were draped over pegs next to the door and a few piles of discarded gear littered the floor.
He let her feet drop, and the moment she was standing he yanked her shirt up over her head. The worn fabric ripped as he pulled it off her arms. They froze, looking at one another, and broke out laughing. She tossed the shirt away and reached for his. While she discarded his shirt, he toed his sneakers off. They tore each other out of their clothes until they were both naked. He took a moment to appreciate her in all her natural beauty.
With a growl, he tackled her and they fell in a tangle of limbs and laughter onto the bed. He rolled until he had her pinned her under him. Her hands clenched his arms and her legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed up the column of her neck, scraping her with his stubble as he went. She writhed and shivered against him.
“Carey.” She tugged her arms from his grasp and framed his face with her hands. She didn’t try to dissuade him from his path, but her fingers stroked over his jaw and cheeks.
One hand was partially balled into a fist. He pulled it back and peered at what she held in her grasp. He grinned when he recognized one of the condoms from his wallet in her hot little hands.
“Put it on me.” He pushed up to his knees and sat back. His cock bobbed toward her, a drop of precum smeared on his skin.
Elise sat up and ripped the package open. She didn’t have to try to be sexy. The confident way she grasped his stiff flesh and rolled the condom on was sexy. She cupped the back of his neck and kissed him. Wrapping an arm around her, he slowly lowered her back to the bed. They’d do this right between them.
He parted her folds, taking time to slowly slide his fingers across her tender skin. She lifted her hips and he dipped his fingers into her channel.
“I still turn you on. That’s hot.”
“Fuck me already.” He curled his fingers, seeking the hidden spot that made her come undone. She shuddered around him and thrust her breasts up. Must have found the spot.
“I thought this was make-up sex.”
“Mm, I’m sorry.” Her hands roved over his arms and shoulders. One cupped his face and tugged him closer for a kiss.
“I’m sorry too.”
“I’m sorrier.”
He chuckled and withdrew his fingers. He guided his cock to her and paused long enough to interlace their fingers. Sliding into her felt right. This was where he belonged, with Elise. She fit him like a missing piece.
Her legs wrapped around his hips, her body cradling his in the perfect way nature intended. He held still, wanting to drag out this moment, the way she held him, the look in her eye. This was the beginning of something.
Impatient, Elise rolled her hips, the clenching of her muscles on his cock enough to roll his eyes back in his head.
“Damn,” he growled. “I fucking love you.” A bubble burst in his chest. He could say that now, to her face.
She squeezed his hands tighter and repeated the action with her hips. “I love you too, Carey.”
He withdrew and thrust, both of them gasping at the way their bodies fit together. The drag of flesh on flesh. She way her body clenched and hugged his, he’d never get tired of it.
“Say it again.”
The headboard banged against the wall as he thrust again. The mattress squeaked, and he had a passing fear that they might break it.
“I love you.” Her voice hit a high pitch at the end and her breath caught in her throat.
Her heels dug into his ass and her nails were leaving little half crescents on the back of his hands. He let go of one hand to tilt her hips to just the right angle. He pumped into her harder, loving the way she panted and how each time they were together, she lost another layer of inhibitions.
“Carey, oh god.”
He put
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