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It had been a very long day, for both of us. I knew it wouldn't be long before he would be knocking on my door; just like he did on most of our bad days. I was beginning to grow impatient and was even considering calling him when I finally heard the familiar knock on my door.
I stood up quickly, but then slowed myself down, not wanting to appear to eager. I slowly made my way to the door and invited him in. His hands were all over me, even before I had closed the door completely. He stood so close behind me as I locked the door that I could feel his warm breath on my neck, his lips on my neck.
I moaned as he sucked and kissed my neck, his hands on my waist, turning me around to face him. He kissed his way up to my lips and slipped his hands under my shirt, pulling me even closer to him. One of my hands was on the back of his neck, the other on the back of his head.
"Why don't we take this upstairs," I suggested after pulling my lips away from his. He had been in my apartment for less than five minutes and I was already out of breath, my heart was already racing. He nodded, like I knew he would, and we made our way upstairs to my bedroom.
The trip up the stairs was difficult; we couldn't keep our hands off each other and we couldn't stand it when our lips were apart, but we finally made it to my room.
He closed the door behind us and our lips crashed together again, our tongues dancing inside our mouths. My hands pulled at the buttons on his shirt, desperately wanting to feel his skin, his hands doing the same to my blouse.
By the time we made it to the bed, we were both shirtless. We crashed onto the mattress without separating our lips. Finally he pulled his lips away from my own, but began kissing his way down my neck. I moaned, loving the feeling of his lips on my skin. He kept kissing his way down my body and I arched into his kisses.
Even though I loved the feel of his lips on my neck, my chest, my stomach, laying there with nothing to do but touch him just wasn't enough for me. I needed to be doing something, so I pulled him back up to my lips. As we kissed, his hands made their way around my back and easily unclasped the bra I was wearing.
He slipped the bra off of me and again, his lips travelled away from my own and he kissed his way down to one of my breasts. He grazed my hardened nipple with his teeth, making me moan in pleasure. One of his hands was fooling around with the other breast while his other hand had begun caressing my thighs, occasionally brushing lightly where I wanted him the most.
Finally he pulled himself away from my breasts and moved back to my lips. I took this opportunity start working on ridding him of his pants. He kicked his pants off and I stroked him lightly through his boxers. He moaned into my mouth as he grew harder. His hands moved down from my breasts to where my jeans started.
It wasn't long at all before we were both completely naked. I could tell that he wanted to fool around a bit longer, but I wanted, needed him inside of me. I wrapped my legs around him as he inserted himself into me. His movements were slow at first, but it wasn't long before he was thrusting deep inside of me with great speed.
I moved my hips with his and was nearly screaming by the time we climaxed together. I felt his body collapse on my own, and pushed him off of me. He moved his lips to my neck and began sucking lightly.
"Not tonight," I moaned.
"Why not?" he asked, his lips traveling down to my breasts.
"I'm tired," I stated. He sighed and pulled away from me. "Guess that's my cue to leave?" he asked as he hopped off the bed. I nodded and he searched for his clothes that had been thrown across the room.
I curled up under the blankets as he dressed himself. "I'll see you tomorrow," he smiled before he pulled the bedroom door open.
"Don't forget to lock the door on your way out," I reminded him.
A/N: This could just be a one shot, but I do have ideas for continuing it if you're interested! So review and let me know!