One of her hands reached for my head, her fingers threading through my hair. It was just long enough for her to grip between the spaces of her fingers.
Her hips moved as she used my mouth and tongue to get her to where she wanted to be.
I released one of her breasts and brought my hand down, pushing two thick fingers into her tight hole. The sounds of her moans filled the room as I pumped them in and out.
“Holy shit, it’s coming.”
Feeling her whole body shudder beneath me was something I would never forget. Seeing her so overcome with ecstasy was almost all the release I needed. I can’t explain how seeing her happy and sated made me feel. She was so goddamn beautiful, but when she came, fuck. She looked like an angel. It made me desperate to see it again. I wanted to watch as she fell apart in my hands.
I moved back and her body fell limp against the table. But I wasn’t done yet. “Take the blindfold off.”
She made quick work of it, tossing it across the table and squinting as she tried to accommodate the light in the room. When her eyes finally found mine, they were sparkling.
I pulled my cut over my shoulders and placed it on the table, grabbing the neck of my shirt next and pulling it over my head. She pushed her body up off the surface so she was sitting in front of me. I hadn’t realized before how perfect this table was in height. Her eyes stayed looking up at me as her hands reached for my pants. I snatched my wallet from my back pocket and pulled out a condom before she continued on her mission. First, the belt buckle, a flick of a button and the slow torturous pull on the zip and they were falling to the floor.
She leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to my abdomen, her eyes still meeting mine through her long thick eyelashes. I think we could both feel it. There was something different about this. Something that felt more than just a quick fuck in a back room. Her lips slipped across the contours of my body as her fingers reached into my cotton briefs and wrapped around my hard length. I was wound so tightly it was almost painful, the gentle squeeze she gave it almost enough to set me off right there.
My briefs soon joined my jeans on the floor. Her free hand gently covered mine while her other stroked me lightly. It was erotic, sensual almost, the way she slipped the tiny foil packet from my fingers and raised it to her mouth. She made quick work of tearing it open with her teeth, but slow work the way she rolled it onto me.
I put my hand on her back and pulled her right to the edge of the table so she was slightly off it. Her wetness rubbed against the base of my dick, already coating it. I used one hand to cup her face and the other lined me up with her entrance.
I really needed to thank whoever made this table.
I couldn’t help myself. With one quick thrust, I was inside her. Her mouth dropped open in shock. She tried to lean her head back, pushing her chest forward but I wouldn’t let her. I held her face in my hand, forcing her to look up at me as I pulled back and thrust up inside her again.
She gasped loudly, her fingernails piercing my skin as she clutched onto my sides.
With every powerful push of my hips, she got louder, spurring me on. “Leo,” she cried as my pace increased.
I dipped my head, swallowing her moans as I pulled in and out of her. Even with the condom on I knew that she felt like silk. She was soaked and wanting more. Our tongues fought for power, she met every stroke with one of her own. It was sexy and intimate and everything I wanted it to be. She was everything I wanted. Beautiful, confident, passionate and caring.
I wanted to possess her.
Our bodies were both slick with sweat. The room was heating up around us and filled with noises of pleasure and delight.
“I’m gonna come,” she whispered in between breaths. “Please, don’t stop.”
I could feel it building inside me too. I hadn’t fucked in the last week since I got back from Troy, and Hadley was going to be on the receiving end of this short but epic release.
She clutched to me as I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her off the table. Her legs hooked onto my waist and she threw her head back, as I used every ounce of power in my body to give her what she was reaching for.
My lips went to her neck as she fell apart in my arms. “God, Leo!”
Every part of her squeezed around me, the sensation setting me off, lights flashing in my eyes as I came hard inside her with a low groan. “Fuck.”
The room was quiet, the only noises came from our heavy panting. I placed her back on the table, she was still clinging to me like a lifeline. I placed my palms on the surface, trying to steady myself as my legs shook, the power of my release taking me by surprise.
Her head came forward, and her forehead rested against my chest. Her breath cool against my hot skin. “That was… intense.”
“No shit,” I rumbled.
“Holy shit.” Her face lifted up to look at me. And instinctually I dipped my head to take her mouth in a gentle kiss.
This whole thing had been strange. The feelings surging through me were off the charts. They were primal and overpowering. The need to have her. The want.
At this point, I was usually done. I’d step away, sort myself out and that was that.
But this kiss, the not wanting to let go, it told me I wasn’t done.
Not with her.
Far from it.