He came to her almost as if in a dream, well maybe she was dreaming - she was in bed after all, she didn't care. It was dark, but she could definitely see that the shade that was coming towards her was John Sheppard, his walk and the hair were revealing.
He crawled onto the bed, and as soon as his skin came in contact with hers, not only set it off sparks through her entire body, she also realized that he, like herself, was completely naked.
John started to kiss her inner thigh, occasionally giving a playful bite as he worked his way up to her hip, his hand was fondling her breast and he was doing his best to send her into a sensory overload the fast way.
As his kisses traveled upwards on her body, his hand was moving downwards, to her center, which was already heating up from his attentions. She liked it that he didn't speak, it made him seem more dangerous that way, and maybe a little bit unreal, apart from the fact that his actions made him feel very real alright.
She could feel his stubble as he was kissing her neck, and couldn't help but squirm a little as his fingers were stimulating her down below. It felt so good to have him do this to her. She was usually impatient, and she had always forced her bed partners into getting her off quickly, but this surprise visit had made her feel amazing so far. Her whole body anticipated the moment that his cock would enter her and he would pound the glorious hell out of her.
He then kissed her full on on the mouth, not sparing a moment to dive right in. As he was plundering her mouth, a finger had slid inside of her as to open her up for him, while his thumb was still working its magic against her clit. She arched her back into him, moaning as he used a reasonable amount of force that she liked. She answered his kiss eagerly as she dug her hands into his messy hair, pulling him even closer to her than he already was.
A second finger slid in, followed by a third and then John gently broke off the kiss, which was sad on one end, because he was one hell of a kisser, but on the other hand it was a good thing. Oxygen was very important. They both had started to breathe a bit unevenly and she couldn't make heads or tails of her own feelings right now. At this point, her whole body felt as if it was on fire, and she wanted completion. Now.
She gasped and moaned when John finally entered her, slowly filling her up with his cock, his wonderful cock that felt so good inside of her. It was bigger than she had expected, but that wasn't a problem for her. She was now wishing that she could worship his cock, and she made a mental note of doing just that on their next encounter. She would suck him dry.
She shifted a little and lift up her hips just a little so that she could accommodate him, and fisted the sheets as he had completely filled her up. She could feel his hands on her hips, and as soon as he realized that she was ready, he started to move, slowly at first, but then picking up the pace, she gave a little whine when he accidentally slipped out of her, but he recovered with determination and force, it knocked the air right out of her lungs.
She came hard as the world exploded inside her head and it took her awhile to float back down to Earth. This was definitely something she would repeat one day.
She switched off her vibrator and put it on her nightstand. She'd clean it in the morning, right now, her legs felt like jelly and she wanted to fall asleep while she was still feeling the high of her orgasm.