Anything Could Happen
Her giggle was intoxicating, as it bounced off the walls and filled his ears like an addiction.
He grinned as he guided them to his bedroom, he was walking blindly as one hand was under her bottom -holding her up, and the other was tangled in her long blonde tresses. Her legs were wrapped around him, shaking with need, as she pulled their bodies closer attempting to mesh them as one. Her head rolled back as she exposed her neck to him, begging him to give her the stimulation she needed.
Her neck was soft and supple, he ran his tongue over the flesh; catching the tip of her earlobe. He heard her exhale, and it was the sexiest thing he had ever heard. He sucked on the lobe for a second, leaving her wanting more, and trailed his lips down towards her neck. His experienced lips leaving a trail of wet kisses down the slender appendage. She was his, and only his, was the last thought he had before sucking on the skin unforgivingly. It was sure to leave a mark.
She bounced on the bed as she fell on her back, her hair sprawled out underneath her as she looked up at him with lustful eyes. She was glad she had forgone her underwear and bra as he hovered over her, stripping her of her clothing. She needed him now.
His eyes narrowed as he lowered his head, his mouth teasingly ghosting kisses down the valley of her breast. She moaned once she felt his tongue flick over her hardened nipple, his other hand kneading her other breast giving it the same attention. She leaned into the mattress as he buried his face into her chest.
Pulling his head up from her breast, she connected their lips once more, "I can't," she whined, "I won't be able to last much longer," she admitted with a flushed face. He smirked, he had barely done anything, and she was unraveling in front of him.
She saw the cocky look on his face and turned determined. She wasn't going to be the only one withering with need and desire tonight. With quick arm work, she had his jeans off and discarded on the floor, he had taken the sign and removed his shirt as well. She paid him no attention, as her eyes were stuck looking at the hardened length that stood boldly between his legs. She could never get over how big he was.
She took him in her hands, double fisting it, and she stroked him with great care. She watched him with hooded eyes as he buckled underneath her. She used his precum as lubricant and picked up the speed, "Fuck…" she smirked to herself once she heard him groan in pleasure.
She leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his balls, and then the base of his shaft. Only to take him in completely, her mouth engulfing him. He watched as she bobbed up and down on his erection and couldn't help but be turned on further. In his mind, there was nothing sexier than watching your woman on her knees sucking your cock. He groaned, which caught her attention as she looked up at him through her eyelashes. They maintained an intense eye-contact until she felt his balls tighten, and she did that thing that he loved so much and before he could do anything about it, he was cumming and like a good girl, she swallowed every drop of it.
He grunted as he spasmed slightly. He frowned at her; he wasn't supposed to cum yet. Now he was flaccid, and they'd have to wait awhile before having sex. She only grinned and crawled onto the bed, her legs dangling off the side as she opened her legs for him suggestively. His frowned lifted and this time, he went down to his knees.
She wasn't a fan of fingers; they didn't do anything for her. So, instead, he bent his head and went to work. He kissed her inner thighs and inched his way closer to her heat. He could see her folds glazed with her wetness, and it made his ego swell. Only he could do this to her, only he could make her feel this way. His tongue darted out and started to lap up her juices. Her moans fueling him.
She put her hands through his hair, bringing his head closer to her core. Suddenly, she felt like he couldn't get close enough, she needed more. He drove her over the edge as his tongue darted between her folds, and around her entrance. "Mmm," she moaned, and then gasped when his tongue entered her. She was desperate to ride his face, but he was holding her in place with his arms and she groaned. She felt her knees weaken, her legs starting to tremble, and she knew she was about to cum. "Please," she begged. She didn't want to cum now, she wanted to feel him inside of her.
She guessed he had the same thought, because he was withdrawing from her legs and hovering over her. Green met blue, and suddenly he flipped them around. She was straddling him with weakened legs and was surprised when she felt his hard cock brush against her slick core. "That was quick," she said in amusement.
"You do things to me, darlin'," he drawled. His eyes darkening with desire.
She grabbed his shaft and positioned herself over him, slowly sliding down and engulfing him in his entirety. She would never get over the feeling of him stretching her to accommodate himself. It felt amazing.
She let her head fall back, as she started to move slowly on him, relishing the feeling of him moving inside of her. She heard him growl, and knew he wanted her to move quicker. So, for once she listened to him. She picked up her speed, leaning forward as she held onto the headboard for support as she bounced on him. The only noise in the room their moaning and skin slapping against each other.
His large hands found their place on her ass, guiding her and squeezing the round surface –he was always an ass man. His grip on her tightened, almost bruisingly, as he watched her start to play with her nipples, pleasing herself. He swore as she opened her eyes and looked down at him, a smirk playing on her lips.
Without disruption, he had them flipped over. She on her back, as he hovered over her sliding inside of her and out again. She groaned, "Fuck me." Her voice was like cocaine, and suddenly he felt like a drug addict. He plowed into her quicker than before, her head almost hitting the headboard. She braced her hands against it to stop impact and her moans got louder as he reached places that went unexplored before.
He felt superior, watching this beautiful woman wither beneath him, begging him to fuck her. Him.
"Only I could make you feel like this," he stated, "Only I could fuck you like this," he grunted as he gave her one hard thrust, her eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. She took all nine inches of him with an eagerness he loved.
She nodded, "Fuck, yes. Only you, only you." She assured him.
That was all he needed to hear before he felt his dick twitch inside of her. She nodded her head in agreement and reached between her legs, rubbing her fingers against her clit. There was something remarkable about the way her hair glistened with sweat and her eyebrows knitted together in euphoria as he fucked her into stupor.
"Oh fuck," he grunted as he gripped her hips tightly, and with one last deep thrust felt himself spilling inside of her. She followed close behind, as both of them rode out their orgasms. He pulled out of her begrudgingly and fell beside her.
She rolled into his arms, and the two attempted to catch their breaths.
"We have to get up soon, the guys will be here any minute."
He rolled his eyes, his friends being the last thing on his mind when he had her in his arms, "I was thinking we go for a round two."
She grinned and kissed his cheek, "Maybe later, right now we need to shower."
"Fine," he pushed himself off the bed and brought her with him. Throwing her one of his towels and he put on his own robe and as he opened his bedroom door the front door opened.
"Maybe we should go to Stuart's—"
The clammy couple stopped smiling at each other once they realized they were being stared at. The taller scientist in question looked at the girl in front of him and then back at his roommate, he placed an arm around her waist drawing her closer to him -her back hitting his chest, and she smiled as turned in his hold and wrapped her arms around his torso, burying her face into his chest.
It was the shorter one with glasses that broke the silence. He took in the scene in front of him, confused. The tall man holding their blonde neighbor tightly in his arms standing in a way that positioned her away from their nosy eyes, both in a robe and towel, sweaty, and heading to the bathroom. He angrily cleared his throat and said, "Uh, wanna catch me up, Sheldon?"
Sheldon tilted his head slightly at his roommate before opening the bathroom door and guiding Penny inside, "Not particularly, no."
He said simply before locking the door behind them.
Might make this a two shot. Depends on what you guys think.