Once more, I kissed down her chest, nudging her dress out of the way with my chin. With my thumb, I hooked the top of her bra and lowered. Her nipple was hard, and with a groan, I wrapped my lips around her and sucked lightly, flicking the bud with the tip of my tongue.
Klara gasped and clutched at me. I slid my hands down her sides, over her hips, and to her thighs. I got a good grip, then I lifted her up, parting her thighs and wrapping them around my hips. She obediently squeezed her legs around me, her arms around my shoulders. I rocked my hips against her, and she cried out, her head dropping back as her mouth fell open, an obvious look of pleasure on her face.
With a growl, I reached between us. I fingered her through her panties, her body jolting as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I sneaked a little lower and felt my cock pulse at how wet her panties were. I didn’t want to put her down, so I moved the crotch of her panties aside. I brought my fingers up into my mouth, got them good and wet. Klara watched me with dazed eyes. My hand back between her thighs, I slid two fingers inside her, listening to her gasps as I thrust them quickly, in and out.
She squirmed in my arms, and I grunted and pressed her harder against the wall. I ducked my head to tease her nipple.
“You’re so fucking hot, Klara,” I growled. “You want to come, don’t you? Say yes.”
She moaned. “Yes!”
I pulled my fingers out of her. I licked them, before pressing them against her mouth. She didn’t hesitate to lick and suck on my fingers, and the sight of her taking in her juices just pushed me closer to the edge.
“Fuck,” I cursed under my breath.
I took my hands out of her mouth. One handed, with the other arm still wrapped around
her, supporting her, I undid my belt, and my fly then shoved my pants and briefs down. I was fast but careful, and my hard, heavy cock pressed against her wet sex, the head nudging against her clit and making us both shiver.
My breathing shaky, I moved my hips until the head of my cock teased at her entrance. I slipped into her body with one smooth thrust, trying my best to hold back so I wouldn’t hurt her. Klara didn’t seem to be in pain, though, her arms and legs squeezing around me as a light whining noise escaped her throat. She squirmed, and we both gasped as the movement made my cock shift inside her.
Taking her mouth in a fierce kiss, I moved my hips. I played with her breasts with my free hand as I muffled the noises coming out of her mouth. Any moment, someone could open the door, maybe another couple with the same idea as us. I didn’t think I was going to last long, though, and Klara didn’t seem that far off from me.
I pulled my mouth from hers and bit down at her neck.
“Jake,” Klara gasped, her mouth free. “Harder, please, fuck!”
She repeatedly cursed, her voice in a quiet whisper, and I did as she wanted. Holding her tighter with my arm around her waist so she wouldn’t get hurt, I fucked her even harder, and she buried her face in my shoulder to muffle the whine that slipped out of her.
“Dammit, Klara,” I groaned.
The pleasure built in my body, growing until it was ready to burst. Klara let out a cry as her walls convulsed around my cock. I growled, my hips moving in jerky thrusts as I came right after her, spilling inside her.
Our bodies rocked together through our orgasms, muffled moans and gasps spilling into the silence around us. Once the wave was over, my body felt heavy, and Klara went lax in my arms. I wrapped both my arms around her and buried my face in her neck, taking deep breaths as I calmed down.
“So,” Klara said after a moment. “That happened.”
I was silent for a moment before I chuckled. I broke off quickly with both of us groaning at the sensations from where we were still joined. I raised my head to meet her gaze.
“Did you hate it?” I asked seriously.
Her lips quirked into a tired smile. “I loved it,” she admitted in a whisper. “But maybe we should get properly dressed and get out of here, yeah?”
Even though I knew she was right, we really should be leaving; I still leaned forward to take her mouth in a slow, soft kiss. When I broke it off, I rested my forehead against hers and met her gaze.
“Ok,” I murmured.
Chapter Eighteen
Klara
It was a minute before Jake finally let me down. I sighed as my feet touched the ground. My thighs were still trembling, so I leaned back against the wall as I righted my clothes. Jake helped, reaching behind me to zip my dress up for me. I blushed a little as I fixed the crotch of my panties.
Out of nowhere, I burst into hysterical giggles. I slapped a hand over my mouth, but besides arching an eyebrow, Jake didn’t seem put off.
“You’re laughing right after we had sex. Should I worry?” he asked, a corner of his mouth quirking up.
I let out a few more giggles before I got a hold of myself, shaking my head.