Dylan closed the door behind him, turning around as Ciara pinned him to the door. "I'm not sure whether to have you take me right here or in my bed." She pushed his coat off, hanging it up. "Take your shoes off whilst I leave out some fresh water and food for the kids." Dylan smiled as he watched Ciara disappear into the kitchen. "I've put the kettle on if you'd really like a coffee."
"No, you is just fine." He smirked, realising what he'd just said.
"I hope you remember how to use it." Ciara winked at him as she stood up from leaving out the food.
"So do I…" Ciara took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Unbuttoning his shirt she appreciated how well toned he was. "Do you work out?"
"I've been going to the gym since I started at AA." He didn't like to say that it had been since her first meeting.
Ciara's hands fell to his buckle, unbuckling him, maintaining eye contact as she unzipped him, pushing his trousers down over his hips. "Go sit on the bed," she whispered, taking off her clothes, except for her bra and panties. Pushing him back, she straddled him, looking down at him.
Dylan reached up and squeezed her tits through the bra. Ciara smiled, reaching behind and unclipping the bra, tossing it aside as Dylan pinched her nipples. She threw her head back in pleasure. "That feels good. I just need you inside me."
Dylan looked up at her, her eyes widening as he ripped off her panties. "I'll buy you some more."
"I hold you to that Dr Dashing." Moving down him, she slowly pulled off his boxers, Dylan shifting slightly as he felt the cool air on his cock. Ciara smiled. So far so good she thought, as she licked her lips. Kissing the tip, Dylan let out a moan. Next time she'd suck him off. Straddling him once more, she lowered herself down onto his cock with a moan. Dylan letting out a small growl as she started to move herself up and down slowly.
As fascinating as it was to see Ciara riding him, he needed more. Flipping them over with a smirk. They kissed passionately, Dylan moving harder and faster, breathy moans turning to growls as he grew close. Ciara moaning loudly as she came, Dylan following with a growl. Smiling up at him, stroking his beard she said, "You do surprise me Dr Dashing, I hope you have more tricks up your sleeve. I intend to make a night of it." Ciara smiled wickedly.
Dylan grinned as he pulled out and moved himself backwards slightly. He bent down and kissed her pussy, Ciara moaning, pulling lightly at his hair. "Mmmm, feels good. Don't stop." Dylan pushed his tongue inside her, slowly fucking her, rubbing her clit with his fingers. "Mmmm Dyllaann…" she moaned as she came, body shuddering.
Dylan lay next down next to her, eyes widening as he felt Ciara's fingers on his cock. Her hand moving up and down as she watched his face. So full of emotion. It was beautiful. He growled, gripping the sheets. "Cum for me," she commanded, Dylan looking into her eyes as he came undone.
Waking up together about an hour later, they both laughed as they saw they had company at the foot of the bed. Dervla was lying across Bacchus. Both fast asleep, snoring away.