The kiss is better than I remembered. Maybe when I kissed her last, it was all hot and heavy, the thrill of the chase and the high of our instant connection.
This time the kiss is different. This time I have gotten to know Ava Grace in a way I’ve never known another soul. And she knows me too, even if she doesn’t realize it herself.
Our lips part, her tongue finds mine, and I refuse to let her go.
“I need you, Ava Grace. I need you now,” I tell her.
She stands, offering me her hand, and I take it. We glide off the ice, and she throws me a look over her shoulder, letting me know she needs it just as bad, before leading me to a locker room.
“The ambiance is a bit different than Little Mia Mia,” she says, looking around as she unbuttons her coat, tossing it on the floor without a second thought. The fluorescent lights are bright but the music fills the room, echoing. But I don’t care where I am in this moment, so long as it’s with her. “It’s cold in here, too,” she says, looking at her nipples, hard through her clothes.
“I’ll warm you up, sweetheart,” I tell her, kissing her neck.
“I bet you will,” she murmurs, her fingers threading through my hair as she wraps herself around me. I kiss her again, this time with more heat, passion, and desire. I need her and I can’t wait any longer.
We undress as if we have no time to lose. And maybe we don’t, maybe at some point when you know it’s right, you can’t waste another second. Doing so would be a betrayal of what is true, what is good. What is ours.
She runs her hands over my bare chest as I pull off her dress. My mouth is on her breasts, pushing down the lace of her bra, licking her nipples and tasting her skin.
“Samson, I want to touch you. I need to touch you. I’ve been dreaming of you for so many nights... Hoping and wishing you to come back.”
Her words are like honey, sweet and pure and I feel like the luckiest bastard to know that they are her truth. She unbuckles my belt and my pants fall to the floor. She reaches her hand around my growing cock and I groan, having longed for this moment since the day I left her apartment.
“You’re so hard,” she says, her mouth on my chest, kissing my skin as if she is as desperate for me as I am for her.
“And you haven’t even touched my meatballs.”
She laughs, the laugh that is bright and beautiful. And then she cups my balls softly, tenderly. She strokes my shaft as if it is a genie’s lamp offering her three wishes.
Oh, I’ll fulfill her wishes all right. Her deepest desires and all her fantasies. If only she’ll let me. Now and forever. I will make her wish come true.
“Samson,” she moans as my fingers push aside the fabric of her panties, finding her wet pussy and pressing against her clit.
“You like that, sweetheart? You like it when I touch you?” I ask. I cup a hand on her cheek; drawing her lips to mine again and I kiss her as if overcome with a fever. Delirious with desire. I inhale her scent, our bodies hot, the ice from minutes ago seeming so far away.
I lift her, hands gripping her ass, her legs wrapping around my hips instinctively. Her arms around my neck, her tongue is in my ear —she envelops me. She covers me and I want to fill her, too.
I press her against a wall, the lights in the locker room buzzing and bright, electric just like we are.
“I want to feel you in me,” she whispers in my ear, nibbling at my lobe.
“Good, because that’s all I want,” I tell her, letting her body open up to me. Her pussy stretching as my cock fills up her tight little cunt. She inhales sharply as I take her. She’s so warm and with her body pressed against mine, she’s uninhibited and open and willing.
And so fucking hot.
Her tits are against my chest and her pussy is creamy and ready. She makes me so damn hard and all I want to do is to ram inside of her until she can’t think of anything besides my cock. My cock that was made for her sweet, sweet pussy.
My cock is in her, thrusting deep inside of her as she takes all of me. Her body was made for mine and so I let her know how hot she gets me. I rock inside of her, her pussy walls tightening against my length and she moans in pleasure as she grinds on top of my cock. Her tits bounce in my face as I move inside of her, harder and harder until she is screaming my name.