“Are we doing something tonight?” She shook her head as she walked past him,
“Yes, but it wasn’t planned.” He closed the door and turned to see her standing in the living room with her back to him. He shook his head and smiled when he noticed nothing but legs. She would wear a skirt and heels in a snowstorm he thought. They sat on the couch and watched television, both sneaking glances at each other. He watched as she crossed and uncrossed her legs. He knew what she was doing; if she wanted to play that game he could handle that. He picked up his beer and her eyes locked on his mouth as his tongue slipped out and ran over the rim of the bottle. She shook her head a little and stood up,
“You want another beer?” He shook his head, his eyes never leaving the television,
“Nah, I’m ok.” She looked in the freezer and smiled, then took a bowl out of the cupboard. She flopped on the couch, very close to him, and began to lick on her popsicle. Her licks were long and slow and she would alternate between licking and sucking. He bit his lip as he watched her mouth close over the popsicle and it slid inside her mouth. Every now and then she would run it over her lips and they would glisten as the popsicle melted. He bit down even harder and had to make sure it wasn’t bleeding when she slid the popsicle in and out of her mouth real quick and some of the juice ran down her chin. He sighed,
“Are you leaving soon?” She looked over at him with a puzzled expression on her face,
“Why did you ask me that? You have something to do?” He shook his head and looked down at her,
“No, its just that you got your coat on.” She smiled,
“Oh, I was so comfortable I didn’t really think about it.” She placed the popsicle in the bowl and stood up. She was standing directly in front of his view of the television when she untied her coat and held it open. His jaw dropped and she smirked as he stared wide-eyed at her,
“You don’t…you’re…you don’t have any clothes on…you’re naked.” He stammered. She nodded,
“Yeah, I couldn’t decide what to wear so, you know.” She said coyly as she stood with her hands on her hips and looked up at the ceiling. She slid the coat off and it fell to the floor and she was in nothing but her sandaled pumps.
She walked over and placed her foot on the couch between his legs and he slid her shoe off. The same thing happened with the other shoe and before she knew it he pulled her on top of him. They kissed and his hands roamed her body until his fingers found themselves inside of her. She moved with his hands and moaned into his mouth with every stroke. She broke their kiss and laid her head on his shoulder as he continued to stroke her. She nipped on his neck and once she began to lick his neck he moved her off of him,
“Sit on both knees and lean on the arm of the couch.” He spread her legs and she waited to feel him inside of her. Instead he lay on the couch, his face between her legs. He pulled her down to him and began to lick her. Her head fell down and the feeling was so intense tears formed in her eyes. She watched his tongue lick over her slowly and she gasped. Her breathing was so short and quick he thought she was going to pass out. As he licked over her, his finger entered her and quickly slipped in and out. Her grip on the arm of the couch tightened and her head flew back. As her body shook and she collapsed her slid from underneath her and smirked. She shook her head and lay back on the couch attempting to catch her breath as she watched him take his clothes off.
He had her get on her knees once again. However, this time, she was facing the back of the couch. He placed his hands on her back and she sighed as he entered her. He was standing behind her and his hands moved to her shoulders and pulled her into him. She braced herself and moaned every time he entered her. One of his hands slid around and massaged her breast. He began to pull her into him faster and his hand slid down and began to rub her. He began to rub her faster and she lost control and laid her head on the back of the couch. He watched as her body shook and went limp. She quickly backed into him and they found a rhythm. His breath picked up and he groaned as he lost control and leaned on her back for support. They both fell on the couch wrapped in each others arms.
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