Taylor stumbled in the door behind Jaime and almost tackled her, but she turned and slipped her arms around his waist just in time to steady him. He placed his hands on her back to keep them both from crashing to the floor of her apartment, though he'd like nothing better than to tear her clothes off and make love to her right here in the doorway. He grinned as they finally got their balance. "Are you okay?" he asked, his lips just inches from hers. "Yeah...are you? Or is your pride still hurting 'cause you suck at pool?" she teased, stumbling backward a bit. "It's the beer I tell you." he chuckled. "I do NOT suck at pool." "Yeah..you do." she grinned. "But I won't hold it against you." she laughed, then licked her lips as she felt his hand in her hair. He kicked the door shut behind them and pulled her closer pressing his lips to hers. Jaime felt as if the wind had been knocked out of her. She opened her mouth to let his tongue find hers when she managed to relax. She felt warm, and her body tingled, but she wasn't sure if it was the beer she drank while playing pool or the fact that Taylor's touch affected her more than she wanted to admit to. Taylor slipped his hand inside the shoulder of her jacket and helped her remove it without breaking their kiss, letting it drop to the floor. Jaime let her arms slide around his neck then, and pressed her body to his, her fingers twining in the ends of his hair. Taylor's heart pounded out of his chest as she readily responded to him, and he groaned when she dug her hands more deeply into his hair and pulled his mouth more firmly to hers. He let go of her long enough to remove his own jacket, letting it join Jaime's on the floor with a loud thud, then immediately resumed caressing her body through her clothes, his hands finally coming to rest on her hips. He walked her slowly to the futon, his mouth ravaging hers, his tongue grazing her lips before plunging back into her mouth in search of her warm, soft tongue. They reached the futon and he gently sat her down, then leaned over her, causing her to lie back on the cushion. He groaned again as her hands raked down his back through his thin shirt, then rooted themselves firmly at the back of his head, her tongue probing his mouth as eagerly as his probed hers. Jaime was close to gasping for air, when she felt his hardness against her thigh. She moved so he was straddling her thigh, as he rubbed against her and slipped his knee up between her legs, making contact with the heat of her moistening crotch. "Mmm..." she moaned involutarily and moved against him as his hand caressed her breasts through her t-shirt. Both were panting heavily, grinding against each other, mouths searing hot trails over exposed skin before going back to make a thorough taste and search of the other's. "Mm..Jame.." Taylor murmured involuntarily, then bent his head to devour her neck. His fingertip grazed her erect nipple through her clothes and she bucked against his thigh, a small moan escaping her slightly parted and moist lips. He pulled the hem of her t-shirt up and cupped her breast, flicking his thumb over her nipple, through the silky softness of her bra as he ground his painfully strained shaft against her leg. "Mmm." her voice was more of a whimper now as she ground her wet heat against his thigh and tilted her head back. He pulled the cup of her bra aside, exposing her nipple to his mouth. He traced it with the tip of his tongue, making her squirm against him more and tug at his hair. "Jaimie.." he murmured and sucked it into his mouth, flattening his tongue against it. "Uhhh.." a low groan came from deep inside her as the fingers of her free hand dug into his shoulder, gripping him tightly. |
| Jaime's free hand began hurriedly working on the buttons of his shirt, then pushed it open and back off his shoulders when she was finished. He leaned above her, looking down into her eyes through sweat-soaked, spiky bangs. She licked her lips and felt her body flush as he gazed at her intently. He traced her exposed nipple with his pointer finger, making her gasp. "Jaime?" his blue eyes held the question he did not have to ask. Jaime merely nodded and bit her lip as he unclasped the front hook of her bra, then helped her out of both that and her t-shirt. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, then kissed his way down her torso, stopping to fondle her breasts and lap at her nipples before moving lower to untie her boots and remove them. He shoved them aside and removed his own shoes, pushing them against Jaime's, then resumed exploring her torso with his mouth as her hands wandered over his back and shoulders and her fingers raked through his hair. Jaime silently let him remove her jeans and socks, never removing at least one of her hands from his warm, strong body. Taylor stopped to look at her as she lay there, naked to his gaze except for the gold satin panties she wore. He leaned dwon again and kissed her, putting everything he was feeling into that one kiss. She responded with equal urgency, and tightened her grip on his shoulders, giving him the affirmative answer to his unspoken question. He reached down to unbutton his jeans, but she did it for him, tugging both the waistbands of his boxers and his jeans gently off his hips. He finished removing his clothing, then tucked his hands into the hip straps of her bikini's, tugging them down when she lifted her hips to accomodate him. He covered her body with his, touching the head of his cock to her wet opening as he covered her mouth with his. Jaime gasped into his mouth as he entered her slowly, his tongue mimicking the movements his lower half was making. "Ohhhh..." she moaned out loud as he sped up, planting his hands firmly on the futon cushion at either side of her face. "Jame..." he gasped, as she moved with him, drawing her knees up against his sides. "Mmm...." she murmurued back, grabbing his hips and pulling him farther in. They moved together like that, each matching the other one as their gasps and moans told the other what was making them feel like they were about to explode into a million pieces. Taylor groaned out loud as his cock slipped in and out of her warm, wet center and she spread her legs wider for him with every stroke, tilting her hips so he could feel the base of his shaft rubbing against her clit. Both were covered in sweat now and moaning loudly. Jaime's hands were firmly planted on Taylor's backside, fingers digging into his hard muscles as she helped him pump in and out of her. "Uhh...MMM..." she pressed her lips together and whimpered as she felt herself start to tighten. Taylor felt it too and gasped out loud. "Jame..ohyeah.." he grunted, thrusting harder. "Ohhh...god...Tay..." she gasped back, shocked to hear herself call out to him, but unwilling to back off from the way he was making her feel. "Jaime...uhh..baby.." he moaned, sweat rolling down from his forehead to his neck, his eyes squeezed shut. He thrusted deep and stayed rotating his hips so his shaft rubbed quickly against her clit. "Ooohhhgod..." she moaned as she lost control of her body, her breath ragged, her fingers digging mercilessly into his hard backside. "Jaime..baby..I'm gonna...ohh...can I?" he bit his lip before he finished the question. "Yes.." she gasped quickly. "Yes..." |