Chapter 3 --The End of the Tale.
All parties are above the Age of 18 and willing. This is the final part of the tale of L.S. Apartment, again dedicated to a woman that needs to know that good guys exist that can be naughty at heart.
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You awake the next day still wearing his t-shit and boxers. Noticing that the other side of the bed is unoccupied; you look around the room. Still very tired, you roll over and cocoon yourself in all of the blankets. Who know how much later it is when you feel the bed shift and the blankets being moved off of you. You feel lips press yours in a slow, sensual kiss. You melt into it, unwilling to open your eyes as you wrap your arms around him. You feel his weight on you as he puts more of his body on the bed. He keeps the connection to your lips, kissing you slowly yet passionately. Your covers leave your body; his strong hands caress your skin as the boxers are pulled off of you. His lips move against yours as one of his hands spread your legs apart. You feel yourself being teased as his hand slides along your skin, touching your pussy firmly but tenderly as well. You shiver at his caress. He breaks the kiss to run his lips along your neck up to your ear. You can almost sense his smile.
"Poke, poke... good morning sunshine," He whispers in your ear.
You giggle at your inside joke but it turns into a gasp as he slides his cock into you. His hand slides his cock into you. His hand slips underneath you, touching the small of your back. His lips meet yours again as he slow, deliberately thrusts in and out of you. You feel his body tense as your hands run along his body, caressing his skin. You are almost distracted by his self control in his slow pace. His passion and desire radiates out of him and into you but his will power dominates his actions. You wrap your legs around him trying to force him to fuck you harder but he ignores your encouragement, keep his slow and steady pace. His kiss is leaving you breathless and turning you on more and more. The two of you are both wishing to kiss and consume each other as your desire for each other expands and multiplies. Your fingers knead the flesh of his back as his maddening self-control continues to thrust his cock in and out of your very wet pussy.
Morning sex has always been your thing and, apparently, his as well.
"Oh, god, yes..." you moan out as his thrusts go deep inside you and slowly draw back out.
With one arm supporting him, his other hand tilts your head and he places kisses and then bites into your neck. You feel that smug self-control slip, a little as he kisses, sucks and bites your neck.
"Please fuck me harder...," you gasp out, some of it from pain but mostly from pleasure.
"As you wish darling," He whispers into your ear, followed by his lips and tongue brushing your ear.
You dig your long finger nails into his back, drawing a little blood through the scratches. He growls into your ear and he picks up his pace, slamming his hard cock into you. You rake up and down, using your nails like spurs to force him deeper, faster and harder. His willpower slips as you do this and he fucks you exactly the way you want. Gasping and moaning almost in time with his gasps and growls; you move your hips in counter point to his thrusts bringing you together with greater force.
"You feel so good, baby," He says," your pussy is so tight."
"OH fuck me harder, please, you cock fills me up," you moan and almost scream out.
You lose yourselves in each other, swept up and carried by the passion and this need to possess the other. Your kisses fuel and fan those desires as you almost mash your lips to his and you come closer and closer to a great orgasm.
"Yes, yes, ye....," You trail off as you cum on his cock. Your hands clench as you finish, your nails digging into his back, causing him to growl, loudly, and plunges a final deep thrust inside your pussy. You have finally broken his self-control.
He kisses you softly and slides off the bed. He smiles down at you and runs his fingers through your hair. You sit up and kiss him, tenderly.
"I almost have breakfast ready," He tells you," I just have to finish cooking it but I'm sure you would want to help."
He smiles, a big shit eating grin at you, knowing your cooking skills aren't the greatest.
"Fuck you, old man," You say with no heat in your voice.
"I just did that, darling, maybe later," He says, chuckling.
He moves off and picks up a towel; returning back to you, he presents it to you with a smart ass bow. You grab the towel, smiling and shaking your head at his behavior. It is uncanny on what he remembers; you mentioned what a bastard your ex fuck buddy was and how he failed to provide a towel to clean off his cum.
"If you want darling, you can take a shower and breakfast will be served," He says as he walks of your bedroom.
You get up and hop into your shower. Smiling with a satisfaction that only morning sex can bring to you, you enjoy a nice relaxing shower. Toweling off, you go back into your bedroom to get dressed. You get into some comfortable clothes and wander out into your kitchen.
He is cooking pancakes as you walk up, flipping them over. You stand on your toes and kiss his neck as you come up behind him. He turns around and kisses you softly on the forehead.
"Did you have a good shower?" he asks you.
"Pretty good but my alarm clock was a better way to wake up," You reply, smiling naughtily at him.
He chuckles and kisses you, this time on the lips. He turns back around and finishes cooking the pancakes. Gathering everything up, he brings it over to the table and sets it down. Smiling, he goes back to and gets out some juice and pours it into some glasses then brings those over to the table. You take a seat and look at the spread. Some eggs, bacon, toast and pancakes are what is for breakfast today and you smile as he sets the juice down in front of you. Leaning down, he kisses you softly and takes his seat afterwards.
"Thanks for making breakfast," you say.
"No problem, at least I know you ate better while I was here," he says, smiling.
You catch a sad smile but it is quickly replaced by his usual impish smirk. You both knew that this little vacation was going to end but you are still happy that he came to visit. The few days he has been here has put a brighter picture on the world and shown you that there are decent guys out there, which can manage to be naughty and nice at the same time. Digging into the food, you both eat in silence as you glance shyly at him. You catch him doing the same.
"So what is the plan today?" he asks.
