He'd arrived at the airport early, which made a change because usually he was at least a little bit late to pretty much everything. The main reason being that this guy didn't sleep very well, but with the arrival of his guest today he'd be sleeping like a log for the duration of her visit.
After sitting around for half an hour, listening to music and almost constantly glancing at the arrivals board, he finally moved off his seat and went to stand at the doors that would open up to reveal his American girl. Despite knowing it was a cliché he'd brought along a sheet of paper with her name written out in big block letters. He didn't exactly stand out of the crowd, what with all the taxi drivers around him doing the exact same thing.
She had just picked up her luggage after getting off the plane. Getting through security had taken a surprisingly short time and she started pulling her suitcase on its wheels behind her. Following the crowd and the various exit signs, she eventually came to a set of double doors leading to the entrance area of the airport. As the automatic doors opened, and the family in front of her moved out of the way she saw him standing there. She read her own name on a sign before locking eyes with the guy she'd come to see.
His smile practically lit up the whole room, the cheeky grin that came naturally to him flashed across to meet the gaze of the beautiful young woman leaving the arrivals area. A small squeak escaped her lips and she half ran over to him, narrowly avoiding knocking over an old lady in the process. He opened his arms to receive her warm embrace, stumbling backwards with the force of her 'tackle-hug'. A few people looked around to stare at this crazy couple, but neither of them cared. They continued their embrace for a good thirty seconds before letting go, each of them still with huge smiles on their faces. They exchanged a bit of small talk about how the flight was and how each of them was doing before he picked up her bag then took her hand with his free one and they walked out of the terminal together.
He quickly signalled a taxi, opened the door for his female guest like a true gentleman, lifted her bag into the car and then pulled himself into the seat next to her. Almost as soon as the taxi had pulled away from the curb he turned to her and pulled her into another firm hug, which she happily returned. This time though, the embrace was quickly broken and they looked into each other's eyes. At almost the exact same moment the eyelids fell shut and they leaned into a soft kiss. His hands went to her back, pulling her in closer. Her left hand fell to his waist, holding on tight; while the other came to rest on his lap. Soon enough their lips parted and the two tongues began entwining around one another, dancing together in the darkness.
He'd almost forgotten just how good a kisser she was, and leaned even further in whilst moving one hand up to run his fingers through her soft, golden hair. She responded in kind, gently biting his lower lip as she leaned back into him. It didn't take too long for a bulge to appear in his trousers, just close enough to her hand for her to feel the movement in his jeans. Being the cheeky girl that she was, Ella began massaging enlarged area, giving firm but slow strokes up and down as their kissing grew even more intense.
After a few minutes of slow rubbing John took a handful of the hair he'd been caressing and pulled her hair back so that the two of them broke apart. Ella's hand had move up to the waistband of his jeans and begun undoing his belt.
"That's naughty, we're still in the taxi!" he said in a low voice, so the driver wouldn't hear. Ella gave him the most adorable disappointed pout, which John responded to by sharply pulling on her hair. She took a sharp intake of breath at this, for both the pain and the pleasure it provided. "Now" he continued in his low voice, "I'm going to take this," and out of nowhere his free hand made one swift movement and plucked her bra clasp open. "And you can have it back later" he finished, holding out his hand.
She briefly considered arguing or at the very least, raising her eyebrows in a look of disbelief. But she was enjoying herself too much to do either, particularly with those green eyes piercing her. Without another word she leaned back into the space of her own seat and pulled each of her bra straps off underneath her top, before pulling the whole thing out and placing it in his waiting hand. "Good girl" he smiled. Ella felt herself go all tingly just from hearing those two syllables.
A few minutes later they arrived at the house, John lifted the bag out of the car before paying the driver, and together they walked into the house. It wasn't a big place, but John made do with what he had. Ella followed him into his bedroom as he pulled her suitcase along behind him. Her eyes were drawn to his jeans-covered arse, and before she'd even made the conscious decision to do so her hand reached out and grabbed a handful.
He let go of the suitcase so that it came to rest in the corner of the room. For a second Ella wondered if he'd even realised she had a firm hold on his right butt cheek. Just as she released her grip he spun round to face her, wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her into a deep kiss. Taken completely off-guard, it was a couple of seconds before she reacted to the kiss, parting her lips to continue the wrestling of their tongues.
They both got a little lost in the moment, but John soon regained control. In one swift motion the button on her trousers snapped open. He then slid both of his hands down to cup her round behind, squeezing a cheek in each hand. Ella sighed into his body as she felt the strong hands grip her bare skin. Her trousers were pushed down, and quickly dropped to her ankles. Two feet stepped out of the discarded garment, kicking it away along with her shoes.
With nearly half of her clothes gone, John decided it was time to take things a bit further. He moved his hands to her shoulders and roughly shoved Ella against the nearest wall, knowing just how turned on she would be in his taking control. Keeping one hand pressing her into the wall, his other slid down between her legs. He used his fingers to widen her legs slightly as he felt just how wet her panties were.
"Horny are we?" he asked in his soft, low voice, as he continued to rub around the damp spot between her legs. She responded with a high-pitched moan of longing. John smiled and pulled away slightly. He took one last look at her flushed face, relishing the gorgeous woman in front of him. Then her shirt was whipped up and over her head before she had time to object. This too was thrown aside and forgotten about. John plunged back into Ella's warm embrace. As she wrapped her arms around his neck his went to the back of her legs, lifting her up against the wall as their fevered kissing continued.
Ella wrapped her legs around his waist as he held her off the ground, her back pressed against the hard wall. Soon her broke apart, pulling his lips away from her for a brief second, before returning them to the skin of her neck. She felt him make his way slowly down her neck, stopping at regular intervals to suck instead of kissing. Ella subconsciously squeezed her legs tighter around the strong figure holding her up. She loved how she knew all of her little weak spots, her neck in particular was a sensitive area and to have him using his skilled mouth made her whole body shudder.
She felt his grip on her loosening, as she herself squirmed under his wondering tongue. Soon she was lowered back to the ground, and took the opportunity to grab at John's belt buckle. Dropping to her knees, she fumbled with the belt for a second before she managed to pull it open. Ella began to pull it out of the loops, but just as she'd gotten it free and was about to toss it aside, John's hand caught hers. She gave him a questioning look, but he just smiled as he took the belt from her hand.
