"Mmm harder!" Lindsay moaned, her body moving back and forth along the top of the dresser in her room at The Hollow. Eddy, with his slim waist wrapped in her legs adjusted his hold and began to thrust harder into her. There was that fire, she could feel it growing between her legs, moving up to her stomach, her nerves chasing it as it wended its way through her like a Chinese dragon.
Her breathing quickened as her hands desperately searched for anything to grab. The edge of the dresser, the handle on the other side. Just in time! She gripped the metal and wood tightly as her moans grew higher in their pitch as the fire burned through her. Her back arched, her silken nightie sliding beneath her as her eyes squeezed shut and she howled with pleasure.
This only caused him to quicken his thrusts as her body twisted before him, her legs, hooked at the ankles behind his back, squeezed him tighter. Her mind disappeared, away from the room in the caverns, away from the people chasing her down, it was all just a sheet of white as ecstasy burned through her every nerve. She knew the people in the next rooms could hear her, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything except how much longer this would last.
She barely heard the low grunts telling her it was coming to an end. The motion slowed, the arms holding her legs slackened. She regained her sight enough to blearily see her lover as she felt his penis slide out, still hard. She immediately missed its firmness inside of her. He leaned down and kissed her exposed belly. She giggled, her body scrunching up. "Eddy, that tickles!"
"I know it does," he said. He ran his tongue along her stomach. Causing her to laugh even more.
"Eddy! Stop it!" She grabbed his head, holding it still. He nestled it onto her stomach, the short, blond hairs tickling against her skin.
"Lindsay, you're so sexy."
"I'm glad you think so." She'd only met Eddy two weeks ago, but she knew there was something special between them. They were the same. He could understand her in ways no other man could.
Eddy traced his tongue up her sternum to her breasts, following the curve to her nipple and taking it in his mouth, sucking gently while his other hand massaged her other breast, both tender from her orgasm. "Oh Eddy," she moaned, her head tipping back.
"I love when you say my name," he murmured. His lips travelled in a path of kisses to her other breast, taking it in, he gently nibbled at the nipple causing her to gasp. She wrapped her arms around his naked back.
He seemed to know, almost instinctively, what she would like. But it wasn't instinct, no. He was cheating. But so was she, though right now she couldn't reach those parts he dearly enjoyed her touch on.
She'd known he'd enjoy the sensation of the soft skin of his balls as they were massaged within her palm and she'd enjoyed the way he reacted when she did. Like she'd opened some special locked box of pleasure for him. Apparently, no other girl had ever done it before, sucked them, of course, but never tenderly rubbed them the way she did.
He kissed his way up to her neck, his blond hair brushing against her ear. She moaned loudly. "Oh Eddy! That feels so good!" She felt his fingers penetrate her, going deeper. Lindsay gasped, her head arching back.
"I thought you'd like that."
And he was always right. What he lacked in creativity and experimentation he made up for in ability. His fingers moved with the same thrust as his cock, pushing up against the flesh. Lindsay's eyes rolled back as she began breathe heavily and her mind went white again. She knew she was screaming but she couldn't care. She'd been hoarse these last three days all because of him.
Her mind slowly cleared to his smiling face. "That was a good one," he said. "Obviously." He twisted slightly and she saw the scratches on his back. "Now it's my turn again."
He picked her up in an embrace, her legs still wrapped around his waist. She gripped him tightly as he walked her over to the bed and dropped her on it. She felt within her what he was hoping for and turned over so she was on her hands and knees, waiting.
She felt the finger inside of her first. Cold and a bit uncomfortable as it pushed in, spreading lubricant around. Then felt the head of his penis pushing, forcing its way in through the tightness.
She did not especially enjoy anal sex, it rarely brought her to orgasm, but he did and she liked it enough. She liked the way she didn't fully lose herself in the pleasure, the way she could feel his thrusts growing harder and faster, the way his balls felt as they slapped against her, the way his breathing grew fast and ragged. And she especially liked those little grunts he made as he came. She loved knowing she had given him so much pleasure.
As his rhythm grew faster, she could feel her own coming up as well. A little stimulation and she'd burst again. But she wasn't in a good position for it and his hands were firmly gripping her shoulders. But he'd know to finish her up once he was done. He always just knew.
"uh... uh... Uh!"
She heard the low grunts, felt him slow, his hands gently rubbing her shoulders, moving to her breasts as she felt him slide out of her again.
He turned her over and she gasped again as his fingers pushed inside of her, her body's spasms lapping at them as they stroked her public bone. Her whole body stiffened as another orgasm shot through her, and he was not letting up. Her body twisted under his unmerciful fingers. "Eddy!" she screamed. But he only went faster, the white of her mind changing from blue to yellow to green until she felt like she might entirely lose herself.
She screamed as the pleasure ripped through her mind and senses, blinding her completely to any sight, any thought. She saw the universe before her. She saw... the meeting hall?