Mary stood up, looking around her at the boxes around her, all taped up and labeled. She wondered if it was silly of her to bother putting everything into storage. She didn't know if they would ever even be back here. But it felt like a necessary step to her moving on to the next phase of her life. A smile came over her as she felt him, before he even walked into the room.
"How's it going?" he said, sliding his arms around her, kissing the back of her neck.
Goosebumps appeared all over her body, and she leaned back into his strong chest.
"Well, if you distract me like this I'll never get done."
"I certainly wouldn't want to do that," he whispered against her ear, then flicked out his tongue on her earlobe, and his hands came up around her to cup her breasts in his hands.
She moaned, licking her lips as his fingers coaxed her nipples to hard points. A kiss on her neck quickly turned into his teeth sliding into her flesh. As he drank her sweet blood Mary felt the warm juices start to leak out of her pussy. As soon as he pulled out of her, Mary turned and pulled his mouth down to hers, tasting her own blood on his lips.
Then she dropped to her knees, smiling up at him with mischievous eyes. She slowly unzipped his jeans and yanked them down around his ankles. He looked down at her, as she leaned forward to lick up the length of his quickly hardening cock, and back down to pull the head into her mouth, sucking like a lollipop.
Devon unconsciously thrust his hips forward, and more of his dick slipped into her wet mouth. A guttural grunt escaped him as her hands came up to squeeze his firm balls. Mary pulled one hand away and pushed it into her jeans, down between her thighs, rubbing her pussy frantically in need, putting pressure on her swollen clit.
Her other hand moved from his balls to the base of his cock, pumping back and forth while her eager mouth took him in more deeply. She couldn't fully take him in, but managed almost half his length, while her tongue flicked around quickly inside her mouth around his flesh, and her hand rotated around the base. The spongy head became rock hard and ready to explode.