A Magnetic Encounter

They stayed like that for a little while--facing each other, her head nestled between his bicep and chest, legs twisted together as he wrapped his arms around and pulled her into to his chest. Her breathing relaxed as she rested her head against him, syncing with the thump of his heartbeat in her ear.

For a few minutes, no words were exchanged as they both just enjoyed the feel of closeness to each other. Brooklyn lifted her hand and slowly twisted her fingers through his curly chest hair and let herself feel the electricity at each point where their bodies touched. She felt him twitch a little in response to her soft touches and lift his outer arm to brush the hair off her shoulder and glide it down her side, tracing her curves down and then back up. She couldn't help but smile and lean her head back to look up into his eyes. On his next path down, he stopped to slip his hand behind her lower back and pull her into him as he dipped his head down to capture her smiling lips into a soft, wet kiss. The gentle touches turned feverish as the soft kiss turned into a hot dance between their mouths.

Keeping his hand behind B's back, he kept her pulled to him as he rolled fully onto his back, holding her on top of him as he teased the seam of her lips with his tongue. She tentatively parted her lips, letting him lead the kisses as she grazed her hands up to hold the sides of his face, fingers scraping lightly into his hair. As they continued kissing, she realized that as he rolled them over, she was positioned so that his still stiff hard-on was pressed between her mound and his stomach.

She reluctantly broke their kisses to tend to the more pressing need between her legs. Leaning back, she moved off the top of him and coached him to sit up, helping put pillows behind his back as he shifted on the bed. He sat upright, propped against the wall with more than his legs sticking straight out. Brooklyn smirked as she moved back in to give him one last kiss as she reached over to squeeze his rigid shaft. "I told you I wasn't done yet." She whispered in his ear as she started to stroke him slowly from the base up to the reddened head. "I need you inside of me." she muttered as he started to lift his hips up to get closer to her center. But she stopped him with a hand to his chest. "I really want to feel you but we need a condom."

He reached over into his side drawer and pulled out a condom. Her mouth dried up as she watched him tear the side of the package open with his teeth. She took the packet from him, throwing the paper to the floor as she rolled the rubber down his manhood all the way to his base. She gave him one squeeze before Brooklyn threw her leg over his other side to straddle him. Reaching between her legs, she grasped him again and began to use the tip like a thick paintbrush, smearing her folds from core to clit with a mix of her juices and the lube from the condom. She was impossibly wet and couldn't wait to feel him push inside of her. Leaning slightly forward, she angled his head at her entrance and pushed back, sucking his covered tip into her dripping hole. "Keep going baby. Keep fucking going baby." he encouraged as she adjusted to the feel of him inside of her.

She's eased herself all the way down his hard member, leaking her juices around his base. Staying in place, she gave him one squeeze of her kegels and sent him spiraling. She saw something inside of him flip. The caution he had been holding on to to make sure she was comfortable disappeared as he took over control. He let her know she could stop him at any moment, but that he was in charge now.

He grasped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he helped her start to rock on him. "Touch me, please!" she cried breathlessly as she rocked her hips back and forth on top of him. He moved his hands up to her to her gently swaying breasts, exploring them in his hands. Her small hmmms of pleasure encourage him on as he runs a thumb around one nipple and then lightly flicks across the beaded tip earning a small gasp. He looks up into B's eyes and keeps eye contact as he captures the other nipple between his fingers and rolls it between them. Her mouth gapes a little as she grounds down on him a little harder, waiting for him to continue touching her. Instead, he breaks eye contact to dip his head, kissing down toward her chest.

Her anticipation builds, slicking the slit between her legs and covering his sheathed member with a new layer of her juices. He continues the path of kisses down between her boobs and then slide slowly over to her right side, taking the red point into his mouth with a light suck. When he pinches lightly down with his teeth, her muscles in her cunt clench around him sparking a growl out of him. His arms wrap tightly around her, kissing her once between her globes before he starts to pound up into her. As she used her knees to start to bounce, he reaches down to grasp her hips, helping her find a rhythm with his deep thrusts.

Each pump up and slam down heightens the tangle of their sounds, creating a song of their own. His deep bass grunting out a growl that Brooklyn feels down through her core. Her closed mouth moans turning into louder mewls as she gets closer to her second orgasm of the night. She would live in this space forever if she could. The moment of pleasure climbing higher and higher, right before it breaks. The intensity building as they both chase the high of a finish. It's the best part of sex. Well, aside from the obvious. Brooklyn reaches down and uses to fingers to slide down between her legs, rubbing on either side of her cunt to caress the swollen lips before bringing them together to circle the hard bud at the top of her slit.

Between the place he's stoking inside of her and her fingers pulsing on the outside of her clit, Brooklyn can't hold off any longer and let's out a quick "I'm coming baby." before crashing over her peak. Her small gasps complement the pulsing of her pussy around his hot, rigid shaft. Knowing that he isn't far behind her but not ready quite for their connection to end, Brooklyn stops moving as tremors wave through her core. She pulls his face toward hers to breathlessly kiss him once again, scratching lightly at the base of his neck and pulling him into her more.

Pulling away, Brooklyn whispers against his ear "I want you to use me to finish." She watches his face shift from shock to a sultry smirk. Without a second thought, he rolled her onto her back without removing himself fully from inside of her, gripping one thigh to lift her leg up and around his back. Once she hooked her heel firmly against his back, he reached his hand up to clasp one of hers and pin it above her head to the mattress she was now pushed into. He braced his other hand next to her and began to thrust down into her possessively.

Brooklyn looked into his his eyes, dark with lust, and watched as he worked himself close to the edge, using her soaked and sensitive cunt to his pleasure. His breathing got shallower and grunts sped up as he got closer to his finish. Feeling satisfied, she let herself clench her hot core around him as he continued thrusting deep into her. Just as he sputtered out a quick "coming", his cock pulsed, sending another quick spasm of pleasure through B. She smiled sweetly as she felt him shudder the rest of his orgasm into the condom, wishing his warm seed was splattering deep into her inner walls. She just wanted to know what it would feel like to take him with nothing between them.

As he came down from the precipice, he released her hand that had been locked with his and leaned down to playfully nip at her neck and up to her ear. "That was so hot baby. Thank you for letting me use you like that." Brooklyn scooted over to give him more room on the bed and he rolled over onto his back. She nestled into him, crooking one leg over his thigh, leaving her exposed mound, still slightly slick with evidence of her multiple orgasms, pressed lightly against his thigh. He wrapped one arm around her and reached down to smooth her hair off her face with the other. She lay like that, both of them slowing their breathing, for a few minutes and just relished in having his warm body next to her and big arms holding her.

After several minutes, they broke the silence with a giggled affirmation that they both had to pee. Once he removed the condom and came back from the bathroom, Brooklyn took her turn, starting to grab her clothes from the living room first. "I don't think you'll need those." she heard him say behind her as she bent to grab her discarded bodysuit of the living room floor. She dropped the garment back where it was and turned to give him a questioning look. His eyes roamed up and down her frame, coming to rest on her lips as her stepped forward and pulled her to him. He bent down to plant a soft kiss fully on her mouth, pulling barely away as he whispered "I think"--another kiss, but this time slightly off center of her lips--"I want"--another kiss, trailing closer to her jaw--"to feel"--another kiss near her ear--"you against me"--this time kissing that sensitive place near her pulse. He moved his mouth so it was right next to B's ear and emphatically whispered "alllllll night." before moving back to kiss her slightly parted mouth with as much passion as they had started the night with. She leaned up into him as his hands gripped her ass to pull her into him even more.

He broke the kiss to pull her behind him and back into his room where they crawled back into his now rumpled bed and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her naked body against his from behind. Brooklyn drifted off with his warm body cradling hers and the soft feel of him kissing her neck. He didn't think she was awake, but she definitely heard him as he whispered "I think I love you." right before she fell asleep.