"This one." He says as he pushes one of the two doors open. "Other one is just storage."
They step into the bedroom and he quickly pulls back the covers and lays her out in the centre of the bed. "Thank you for taking the edge off earlier." He whispers against her cheek and then begins to rain kisses down the delicate arch of her neck. Slowly crawling down her body, his hands and lips taking their leisure exploring and remembering every inch of her soft skin. His fingers trace down the lines of her arms, across the valley of her breasts, caress the sensitive skin of her sides. His lips delve into the hollow of her throat and kiss along her shoulders, kissing their way across the swell of her bosom, briefly tasting and teasing her nipples to firm points before continuing to feather her tummy with kisses and to slip around her naval. Her skin flushes delicately and she breaths deeply, her head lolling languidly. Her body comes alive under his attention. His hands scoop the arch of her back, lifting her up and then roaming along her hips. He trails kisses along her thighs, his hands stroking them and massaging them, stroking the flesh of her ass they can reach.
Finally his lips come back to where she really wants them. Deliberately kissing every inch of her pelvis he slowly edges his way closer and closer, the anticipation making her tingle and her clit yearn expectantly. With a soft sigh, her hands come to tangle in his hair gently as his lips encircle her. His tongue delves beneath her hood and circles her lazily, each slow pass of his tongue sending a small shiver up her spine. One hand slowly slides up her body to cup one full breast, fondling it in rhythm with his tongue. The other hand alternates between sliding to the small of her back and pulling her closer, and gripping her thigh firmly to hold her there.
She gives a sultry groan and her hands tangle aggressively in his hair as his tongue slips between her folds and tastes her wet centre. Slow and steady his tongue caresses and explores, delves and tastes. Both heavy hands settle on her thighs and hold her still as she trembles beneath his ministrations, her own hands grasping and pulling. Her soft lips part and she pants, eyes squeezed shut and head lolling back on the pillow. His lips kiss hers before his tongue slides into her, and again and again. His tongue, soaked in her slippery juices, slides between her folds to revisit her clit. Her sharp gasp as his strong tongue traps her is all the encouragement he needs. He begins the slow torturous game. Pressing hard with his tongue and slowly drawing his tongue up along her clit until his tip slips over her sensitive nub with a sharp pang of pleasure that produces a full body jerk from her. He smiles against her sweet lips as he starts again, trapping her beneath his tongue and slowly, slowly pulling up and up until... She jerks again as his tongue flicks over her. He begins building the anticipation again, heavy tongue engulfing her and drawing up.
Once she seems properly frustrated and aroused, he trails a few light kisses up her body before claiming her lips with his. She kisses him deeply and her hands grasp his shoulders and she undulates beneath him. They know this rhythm. She knows what's next. Leaning off the bed he retrieves a condom from the bedside and smoothly rolls it down his swollen length. Positioning himself above her, she spreads her legs a little more and he takes himself in hand. Slowly, he presses against her entrance and she readily takes his swollen crown, the first inch, two. Slowly he sinks into her. One agonizingly slow inch at a time. They both groan as his pelvis presses against hers.
"Home..." He groans into her ear and the two of them wrap their arms around each other. He settles his large frame down on her and she squeezes her arms and pussy as he envelopes her. He groans in her ear and kisses her cheek as his hips roll languidly. She gasps lightly by his ear as each inch slides through her. His large hand cradles the back of her head while the other wraps her tight. She clings to his back, squeezing the two of them ever closer and her hips roll to match his steady rhythm. The two of them fixating on the feel of their bodies entwined and every thick, long inch of him filling her.
"Come here." She whispers in his ear. Lifting her legs and crossing her ankles at his waist he suddenly sinks deeper. They both groan and she arches dramatically beneath him, forcing her breasts up, her nails biting him briefly. He holds himself deep and flexes inside her. They both hum their pleasure and she rolls her hips at him. "Come here." She whispers a little more breathily. Settling on his knees more, he flexes his hips back and forth and they both revel in the deeper penetration.
He keeps their bodies close, her full breasts trapped between them, his lips teasing her ear or kissing her as he rolls his hips and she arches to meet each thrust. Her hands roam over his back, holding him close but enjoying traveling over the broad expanse of muscle. One of his hands slides out from beneath her and reaches down to cup her ass, his large, calloused hand gentle but firm as it takes hold of her. She moans against his lips as he squeezes her ass and thrusts a little harder. Her back arches and she clings to him, grasping at his back and clenching around his swollen girth. Back and forth he thrusts, driving himself deep inside her soft, hot body. They groan and gasp together with each strong thrust.
His tempo increases again and she readily adapts to meet him. Each thrust of their hips building their pleasure. Each long, deep push making them pant, their breathing growing more excited. His hand leaves her ass and both hands slide under her and grip her shoulders, holding her tight against him and pulling her down slightly into each thrust of his hips. She mewls softly as he thrusts into her firmly. His rhythm doesn't become frantic, his thrusts don't become hard, but with each roll of his hips he firmly thrusts his whole length all the way into her, his pelvis grinding euphorically against her clit before retreating and giving her another firm thrust.
She squeezes him tight in the vice of her legs, her arms cinch around his shoulders and she clenches her pussy around him as he fills her. Small tremors of pleasure make her shiver. His breathing becomes more laboured. His grip tightens on her shoulders and his breathing is nearly ragged in her ear. She shivers again.
"Cum with me, baby." She whispers in his ear. He shudders above her. "Cum with me." She whispers again and trembles with his next thrust. "Come on. Cum with me." Her voice breaks and he kisses her. Picking up the rhythm a little more again, they gasp against each other's lips, their hands gripping each other, their bodies pressed hard. They gasp and moan and both go taut as release washes over them. Her nails dig into him and she bites him lightly as she groans out her orgasm. He crushes her against his chest, squeezing her tight as his own orgasm carries him away. They groan and moan and gasp and when they come back down, lie gasping in each other's arms. A slight sheen of sweat glistens on his back and he kisses her deeply.
"That was nice." She purrs.
"Mmm, thank you." He kisses her lightly and rolls onto his back, bringing her atop him. She settles there on his chest, condom covered cock still nestled inside her. His hands run over her back, rubbing here, squeezing there, massaging this and kneading that. She breathes deeply and traces her fingers along his chest, nestling her head in the crook of his collar. They lie there in a lazy and content daze. The ebbing pleasure of their orgasm mingling with the pleasure of their naked flesh and soft touches. Before long he shrinks enough to slide out of her yet they still don't move for a few more minutes, just enjoying this tenderness.
"Come on. We haven't showered together in forever." She shimmies off him and stands beside the bed.
"Don't have to tell me twice." He rolls to his feet and peels off the condom, tossing it into the waste basket by the bed. She smoothly kneels in front of him and takes him into her mouth. He hums as her tongue licks away his cum and her lips tease and coax him to swell. Pressing her nose to his pelvis she lets him swell until he fills her throat and she needs to pull back for breath before standing.
"Bring a condom." She grins at him excitedly and dances out of the room. He quickly gathers up another condom before joining her in the washroom where she has the water already running. Bent over adjusting the temperature he presses his cock between her ass cheeks and runs his hands along her back. She closes the shower curtain and leans back against him, one hand reaching up to rest on the back of his neck and the other reaching back to hold his hip as one of his grips her hip and the other slides up her front to lay across her chest and pull her back. She tilts her head back and he leans in to trail kisses along the arch of her neck.
"Let's get you wet again." He mumbles against her neck and she laughs before slipping past the curtain to stand beneath the shower head. He tosses the condom beside the tub then joins her and simply stands back, admiring the hot water cascading over the supple curves of her body. Watching her hands roam over those curves and trail through her hair.
Squirting a liberal glob of body wash in his hands he reaches out and begins to rub it into her breasts. As the lather begins to froth in his hands they travel up to encircle her delicate throat, gently massaging the soap along her neck, across her shoulders. His soapy hands travel back and forth along one arm and then the next. Then he takes his time massaging the suds into her breasts and chest. Turning her to lean her back against him he smooths the soap over her belly, his hands reverently sliding over her body and ensuring to revisit every inch multiple times. He kneels behind her, kissing his way down her back and planting a few on her ass as his soapy hands lather her thighs, first one then the other. Down his hands go, massaging her calves and shins, and making a game out of washing her dainty feet.
