The Price of One Night

One Night

Why was he the last to leave? Would anyone notice?

"You should go, it's not right that you're here, with me, alone." she said, backing away, placing the table between them.

"I should, you're right." he admitted, "I won't"

"We're not safe alone, It's too late."

"I'm tired of safe" he said, approaching her slowly.

"I had conditions for this, you refused to meet those conditions, it's not fair to me." She stood her ground, a challenge in her eyes.

"It's not fair to anyone." he said softly, frankly, his voice cracking with emotion.

"No, it's not" she said softly, eyes tearing up watching his approach, unable to move.

He reached out for her and pulled her close by her hips.

As they embraced, for the first time in decades of knowing each other, she felt her face scrape against his cheek, loving the scratchy softness of his beard and she ran her face up against him, bringing her hand up to cup the other side of his face. She moved her wrist up across the stubble, curling her fingers in his hair, lowering her face against his beard and gasping at the sensations running through her. She could have cum right there on the spot.

He turned and captured her mouth to taste her soft open lips gently, exploring with his tongue and lips, tasting her, testing her. She was soft and yeilding to him until his kiss turned strong and passionate.

She met his passion with a fire of her own and clung to him, her other hand moving under his shirt to feel his chest, scratch her nails across his nipple.

He groaned into her open mouth and she pinched a nipple, hard. She felt his cock lurch against her and chuckled into his kiss at her discovery.

His hands moved to remove her t-shirt and sweater over her head all at once, and she allowed it, her breasts now free, nipples hard with her arousal, he groaned and grasped them, taking her into his mouth to suck and bite at the sensitive peaks.

Her skin tingled from her breasts up and down her spine at the stimulation from his beard and her nipples grew harder under his passionate attention. She moaned and her knees started to buckle at the sensations coarsing through her body.

Craving the feeling of his flesh pressed against hers, she tugged at his sweater and pulled it roughly over his head, breaking their connection.

She stepped back, seeing him standing tall in front of her, breathing hard, his eyes hungry and roaming over her, his arousal apparent. She shivered at the depth of his desire and reached out for him, embracing him to feel her breasts crushed against his flesh, shuddering at the contact, clinging to him, fingers digging into the muscles in his back trying to pull him through her flesh so they'd become one..

His hands roamed her back, her hips, and forced her skirt off her waist and gripped her bare ass, pulling her into his arousal, and growling a low "fuck" as her skirt dropped to the floor revealing her full naked glory to him. His hands moved between her legs as he kissed her neck and shoulders and found her soaked entrance easily.

She felt his cock lurch again against her hip and her hands moved to his pants, trembling as she fumbled with the fastenings, her breath coming in quick pants as she tried to retain a semblance of composure.

He laughed with delight at her obvious arousal, removed his pants and boxer briefs and looked deeply into her eyes as he drew her to the bed, his fingers running through her slit, teasing her entry and targeting her clit over and over.

"You're perfect" he said, laughing with shining, smiling eyes that made her feel like she was the only woman on earth. She melted and fell into bed with him, her fingers touching the tip of his cock, finding it soaked with pre-cum and giving into the urge to run her fingers so he was as lubricated as she was. She then moved her hand down to stroke him solidly, delighting in his hardness, feeling him spasm against her hand, her eyes never leaving his, her mouth open in a soft smile. As her hand moved up and down, she threw her head back and looked at him through her hooded eyes, desire evident. She licked her lips.

He pulled his hand away from teasing her and grabbed hers off his cock. "We'll make time for this later" he avowed.

He moved over her so he was laying on top of her just poised above her entrance. He surged into her, soaking himself with her wetness and pushing slowly forward, never breaking eye contact. Her eyes grew wide and his grew serious with hidden depths as he began to fill her with one, long, delicious stroke.

He didn't stop until he was buried deep inside her, filling her completely and grinding his hips up, down, and around, so she felt him at every trigger.

She felt her release erupt as he explored her depths and her back arched, her hips raised to meet his to keep the connection close as she came violently on his cock. She lost eye contact at the peak of her orgasm, a flush rising from her breasts up to her face as her eyes rolled back in her head with her neck exposed to him.

His eyes never left her face as she came in his arms and when she was finally able to open her eyes again, she saw him, watching her, and she blushed on top of the arousal, her cheeks and lips red with desire and vulnerability.

"You're the one who's perfect" she breathed softly as she began to thrust into him, sliding him in and out and raising her arousal once again. She felt him grow harder, stronger inside her.

"Oh, please" she begged, "Take me, I'm yours." There was too much honesty in her eyes and her cheeks reddened again.

He lost control, finally, and began to thrust deep and hard into her with wild abandon. He wanted her to remember him forever, to take her as his own once and for all.

She felt every inch of his cock as he thrusted deeply inside her and the sensations radiated from her core outward to her skin and back again, she knew she would cum soon and just held on for dear life until he finally climaxed inside of her, coating her womb with his seed.

At his first eruption, her nipples grew harder and she began to milk his cock with her orgasm. His first thrusts were short and shallow, until her tightness forced him to end his orgasm buried deeply against her womb, shooting everything he had into her.

She clung to him as they subsided in mutual bliss and they both shuddered through the aftershocks together.

He exhaled deeply and stayed inside her, shivering and then he began kissing her with slow passion.

She returned his kisses with all the feelings she had for this man that she never spoke out loud. She couldn't help herself now, this was more than sex, more than decades of pent up frustration, this was love.

"No matter what happens tomorrow" she thought, "This is real, this is something."

Tears leaked from her eyes as she dreamed of a lifetime of exploring each other's minds and bodies that would never happen.

To her surprise, she felt him kissing her tears away and thrusting once again into her, renewing their passion.

His hands moved up to her breasts to caress and stimulate her and hers moved up to his nipples to pinch, flick, and she raised her head to suck them into perfect peaks.

He lost his rhythm as she used her teeth and she laughed with pure joy at the success to inspire.

She pushed him off and out of her and threw her hair over his thigh and settled herself in to explore his perfect cock. She was rapt with attention and just touched him lightly with her fingertips, bringing him to her soft, sensitive lips. She was raw from his kisses, but needed to feel the velvet softness against her, and more, inside her mouth, down her throat. She used her hands and her mouth to pleasure him.

She adjusted her body so that she could take him deeper than she'd ever taken anyone, using her throat to grasp his tip deep inside her.

His words told her that he'd lost control "that's it, oh, yes, don't stop"

She felt him lurch inside of her mouth and he pulled her off of him and thrust his cock between her tits. "I'm going to cum, I need your tits now."

She grasped her breasts and pushed them around his cock and aimed the nipples towards the head of his cock while he thrusted in and out of her cleavage. "Yes, please" she begged.

She reached down with her tongue to lick the head of his cock while he thrusted into her tits for his pleasure.

The harder he got, the wetter she got, and she felt her release coming with only the skin to skin stimulation.

Every time he plunged deep through her breasts, her nipples scraping against his cock, she licked and found more lubrication available to her.

She puckered her lips to offer him the taste of her pussy but with added tongue.

His climax came strong and powerful, coating her body with his ejaculate, making his thrusting all the more sensual while he moved relentlessly between her breasts.

His face, his eyes, his presence destroyed her. She came again, surprising her, it had to be the vulnerability, the emotional connection she felt. She'd never cum like this before...

He lowered his body down so he could bring his mouth to her sex and began to lick and worship her cunt.

Her hands moved to his head so she could curl her fingers against his beard and in his hair and she started to moan.

His ministrations were perfect to her soaking wet pussy and she lost her ability to speak. He attended to her clit and used his fingers to curl up into her arousal and thrum against her.

She came hard and long on his fingers and tongue this time, she didn't know how to recover.

She was breathing heavily when he rose above her again and entered her again.

She shook her head. "Not this time, let ME drive." and she flipped him over to ride his cock strong and sure to her next climax.

It didn't take long for her to spasm around his cock and he tried to fight back before he lost control once again.

He flipped her over onto her belly and drove into her from behind, over and over, seeking her depths, taking them, and when he came inside her, it was to establish his dominance.

She spasmed again around him again, yielding to his power over her.

She wasn't surprised when they collapsed together, still joined, and pressed back into his arms to retain that connection.

She didn't want to wake up, release the connection, or let this beautiful treasure go, but she arose from bed and moved to the shower to begin her recovery from the encounter.

She knew that their final kiss, whenever this bliss ended, would be a goodbye that would change her forever.

"One night" she thought, "it's worth the price."