She was bucking under him and he knew she was reaching her orgasm. The strength of her hands in his hair surprised him, but it made him lick her slit and probe her warm recesses even harder. His finger was working on her clit and he found himself trying to use everything to pleasure all of her. All the while her bucking and moaning was becoming more desperate and his own pleasure became linked to hers. He wanted her to cum, was
willing
her to cum.
And finally she did.
She let out a low scream and called his name as with one final buck she came in his mouth. He pushed his tongue deeply into her and held it there as she came, pressing his face into her wet, musky cunt. As the pleasure washed over her in small convulsions, he began to once again run his tongue over her slit and up to her clit. It felt stiff and engorged from the pleasure and he ran his tongue around the bottom of it, taking a little swipe of the top occasionally.
Slowly, she went limp in his arms and under his mouth. Her breathing was ragged and she whimpered his name. He stayed there for a few moments, savouring all of her, making sure that he missed nothing. She was still except for the rise and fall of her ribcage.
Hansen slowly eased himself up on his arms. He revelled in being the pleasure-giver, for making her feel like this. Spent. Satiated.
He slowly crawled over her body, luxuriating in the feel of her silken skin under his, a light sheen of sweat making his passage all the smoother. When his face was above hers, he looked down at her with a crooked smile.
"Inexperienced my ass," he whispered.
He lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then he pressed his groin into her, his hardness almost back to what it had been at the beginning of their love making.
"It looks like we still have more to go," he said. "Can't leave unfinished business."
Tomorrow, the others were coming, but that was tomorrow.
He kissed her again, this time lowering his body further so that his weight was on her. He ran his lips over the side of her neck and then up to her ears. Again he bucked his groin gently into her, his hard cock sliding over her wet lips.
"You have time for a short rest," he said, "but I think I know how to solve this little, er, large problem...."
****
She shivered as his warm flesh hit her own, sliding slightly from the sweat that coated her skin, making it glow slightly. His soft teasing whisper made he smile, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. "Well...you're a very good teacher. Maybe I should start calling you Professor."
Her smile died a little as he bucked against her core, his hardness rubbing against her sensitive clit and slit, her flesh all swollen and ready for him. She gasped, her body moving slowly to meet his own, her hips tilting and pressing, her shoulders pulling back and breasts pushing upwards to meet his chest.
With his weight against her own, they were belly to belly and she moaned as he kissed her. The taste of her on his lips. Not unpleasant, but rather erotic. A very pleasant reminder of what he just done. Another shiver of delight followed as he brushed his lips against her neck and continued to murmur in her ear, his voice thick and husky. Her heart fluttered, her pulse picking right back up.
Her fingers slid over his back and caressed him, her knees bending to captured the sides of his hips as she dug her heels in the bed and rocking up to meet his bucking hips. "Mmmmm....I don't know about a rest. I wouldn't want to waste any time." She breathed, his cock slipping back and forth and when the blunt head pressed against her opening, she gasped and then moaned loudly,wrapping a leg around him and dropping her knee to the side, trying to give him greater access as she pushed her hips against his own. "Oh yes...we should solve this problem..."
****
Hansen laughed. What was he, if not a problem solver?
His cock was pressed against his belly as he rubbed it slowly over Emma's wet cunt lips. He pushed himself up slightly so that he could look at her as he rocked over her body. She was flushed, but she looked ready and willing for more.
No rest for the wicked.
He smiled down at her.
"I think I've created a monster," he said and swooped down to give her a quick kiss again. "Not a scary monster...."
Her feet crawled up his body to wrap around the backs of his thighs and her knees feel away. He angled his hips, his cock poised above her wet entrance. He hovered there for a few moments, looking down at her, feeling her want and then he began to lower himself.
He felt his cock push at the entrance to her warm cunt. There was little resistance as she was wet from her juices and his tongue. The head of his cock passed into her and then he thrust himself in fully, all the while looking down at her.
"Emma," he moaned and then began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her, drawing it out all the way to the head and then easing it back all the way in until he felt like he was hitting the bottom of her warm depths.
He lowered himself down so that he could kiss her as he fucked her, feel her body crushed under him. He placed his hands under her head so that he could lift that beautiful face towards him. He was lost now in a milieu of kissing, fucking, holding. He rocked harder and harder, pumping his cock into her, grinding into her.
He sat back up a little on his haunches. He wanted to keep kissing her, tasting her mouth, but he also wanted fuck her as deeply as he could, push his cock into her further than he had been. He grabbed her ankles and pulled them up so that her feet were beside his head. Small, pretty feet and he kissed the underside of them gently. Then he pushed his cock into her as far as it would go, slamming the fronts of his thighs into her butt.
He didn't know how long he could last, but he wished it was forever.
He couldn't give a fuck about what was happening in the world at the moment.
His world was perfect.
****
Emma had nowhere to go even if she wanted to. She was lost in the feel and taste of Liam and then found herself pinned between the bed and his bigger body. She gasped as his soft kisses on the bottoms of her feet tickled and then cried out as he slammed into her with much more force.
She gazed up at him with sultry eyes and a soft moist panting mouth as he worked her pussy with his cock. His hands caressed the length of her soft legs and thighs and she spread them slightly, enjoying the view and field of his firm chest and abs as he worked his hips.
His hair roughened thighs brushed against her bottom as he gripped her tightly and moved. Emma squirmed, her tits bouncing with each thrust and eager thrust, their eyes holding, their breaths out heavy and uneven. Her hands gripped the sheets, tugging as he filled her again and again. With her thighs pushed together, she gripped him that much more, moaning and whimpering as he took charge.
The pressure built again, promising lots more delight. Reaching for him, Emma tried to grab hold and pull him down, calling his name as she tugged at her legs. Her knees bent slightly and he moved forward. Emma let out a small sound of surprise as he folded her almost in half, making her breath whoosh out before she drooped her ankles off his shoulders and lower. But the position again drove him that much deeper.
