AN: All Characters are over the age of 18 and consenting.
We sat next to each other on the couch, neither of us caring what was on, but we had to put on something. Something to drown out the noise, something to claim we were watching, something...anything.
"Well I've never watched that," he says.
"What? Well, I guess it'll work then," I respond and put the remote down and lean into him. I look at him and bite my lip, I want this so bad. I want him so bad. I can hardly wait. I bring my legs up next to me, trying to be as close to him as I can.
I tilt my head and lean in, my eyes close as he does the same. Our lips meet. Moving together like we have done this a thousand times. We haven't. His hands run down my side, sending shivers down my back. He pulls me on top of him, my legs straddling his. My hands on his shoulders, his on my ass. We keep kissing, barely breaking to breathe, our tongues exploring.
His hands move from my ass to my chest. He grabs my breasts through my bra, I'm hoping he leaves bruises again. I kiss him hard as he grabs my tits. I take my hands off of him and reach back. Breaking the kiss, I sit up and unhook my bra, taking it off under my shirt, throwing it to the side.
"Oh it's just going to come off?" He asks, reaching under my shirt.
Leaning back in, my lips are almost touching his, "I thought I'd save you the trouble." The memory of how he struggled with my bra last time is still fresh in my mind.
He smiles, grabbing my bare tits, "That's very nice of you," he responds pecking at my lips again.
I smile again, "I have to make it easy on you," I kiss him deep, my tongue and his dancing again.
As we kiss, he's playing with my tits and teasing my nipples. Running his thumb over them, teasing me. I grind into his crotch as his hands move to take off my shirt. Our lips part long enough for me to take it off. I throw it to the side, not caring where it goes. We look at each other and smile. His eyes go to my breasts. He leans in and starts sucking on my nipples, one then the other. I have to bite my lip from moaning. At least last time I didn't have to worry about staying quiet, even if it was in my car.
I put my hand under his chin, needing his lips on mine again. Understanding, he kisses up my chest and neck, returning to my lips. I kiss him desperately, not needing anything but him at that moment. I keep grinding into his crotch as we make out.
He wraps his arms around me, for the first time that night we are a little bit awkward as we lay down on the couch. On my back, I look up at him and smile. He smiles as he leans down to kiss me again. My hands run from the back of his head and down his back. "He's wearing too much" is the only thing I can think about. After running my hands up and down his back a couple times, I reach under his shirt and start pulling it up.
He sits up and takes it off. Like my shirt, it just gets thrown to the side. At that moment, we didn't care about anything else but each other. I look at him, "You just had way too much clothes on."
He smiles at me, "Anything for you," he responds as he unbuttons and unzips my shorts. His lips capture mine again, his hand back to my breasts. Squeezing them. He's so rough. I love it way more than I should.
His hand goes down my stomach and into my pants. As he kisses me, he starts to rub my pussy over my panties. Slowly, he starts teasing me.
A moan catches in my throat, fuck it feels so good. Sucking on my bottom lip, he keeps rubbing me through my panties. I can feel how wet I am. I know he can feel it through my panties. I wrap my legs around him, trying to bring him closer.
Sitting up a bit he breaks the kiss, and he moves his hand inside my panties. His fingers feel so good as he rubs my pussy, teasing both my clit and hole. My one hand is running through his hair, wishing it was just a little longer so I could grab it. With the other I softly drag my nails down his back and I grab his ass when I get down to it.
As his fingers explore, his lips are back on mine. I cannot get enough of him. I want his lips on mine. He lifts his head a little bit, and I lift mine, desperately trying to close the distance and keep his lips on mine. He laughs softly, bringing his head back down, so once again our lips meet. He doesn't stay on my lips very long, but instead he kisses down my neck and chest, going back to my nipples. Instead of simply sucking them, he takes one and bites it, pulling it with his teeth. I can't help it, a moan escapes. So much for staying quiet.
When he does the same to the other nipple, I grind my hips into his hand. I more than want this, I need it. I need him to get me off. He brings his head next to mine, my lips next to his ear, and his, mine. He focuses on rubbing my pussy, finding my clit. I let out a soft moan only he can hear, focusing only on him and the pleasure he is giving me.
