Hey readers it's been awhile since I updated! I've been working on this chapter for the past few days and it includes some Ralph and Walter scenes and some Waige smut :) Anyways hope you enjoy!
Warning: This chapter is rated M
Walter stood there and he had a split second to make his decision. It was dark and they released a smoke bomb somebody ambushed them as they were working on a case. As he ducked for cover he saw a gunman's laser aiming at Paige's back coming from the second floor of the warehouse. If he yelled out her name it would alarm the gunman and he would pull the trigger. But since the gunman had no idea of his location he could sprint now and he would have a chance to move her out of the gunman's path. Although there was a 85% chance he would be the one to get hit. He didn't have time to contemplate this was Paige and he vowed he would never let her be in harms way so he ran.
Paige was oblivious to the laser on her back as she was in the middle of cross fires. She was trying to find cover as Cabe and other homeland agents were shooting at the enemies. She turned and she saw Walter running full force at her.
"Oomph" Slipped from Paige's lips as Walter tackled her and she landed full force towards the floor as Walter covered her with his body as if shielding her. "STAY DOWN" he yelled over the gun fire.
The bullet just missed both of them skimming Walter's jacket. Walter didn't have to cover her for long as Cabe took out the shooter and the other agents were able to take out the rest. They were in the clear.
Walter could hardly control his breathing. He had run for his life to save Paige because if she was gone he didn't know what he would do. Yup he was never taking jobs from sketchy private companies no matter how high the pay was. Scorpion had an influx of jobs after he and Paige attended Richard's gala maybe because of his new EQ development or because of Paige that they now had more clients. Either way he wouldn't be able to do anything without her.
After he was able to catch his breathe he said "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
Paige hardly being able to catch her breathe herself just nodded her head no. She stayed completely still as if embracing that they both made it through alive. Walter thought his weight became too much on top of her but when he moved to get up she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him back down. "Thank you" she whispered as they embraced each other.
The car ride home was silent. They were all in Cabe's SUV with another agent in the passenger seat Toby and Happy in the second row and Walter and Paige all the way in the back. Walter sat there quietly thinking until Paige pulled him out of his thoughts "Walter, are you alright?" Walter turned towards her and reached for her hand and softly kissed the back of it and exhaled a sigh.
"Yeah just a little shaken up that's all" Paige was shocked he was never shaken up by the intensity of the case. He sensed that she was worried so he continued "There's nothing to worry about I'm fine" and smiled to reassure her. She lifted her eyebrows and gave him a look that said she didn't believe him. "We'll talk about it later."
After they had gotten together they made it a habit to communicate with each other and in all honesty this case had stressed him out immensely because of the thought that Paige could have easily been shot.
She smiled and nodded "I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to relaxing in your arms" and gave him a peck on the corner of his mouth leaving a smile on his face.
When they got to the garage they were greeted by a joyful Sly and Ralph "Mom! Walter! You both are ok!" As he ran to hug his mom and his mentor.
"Yeah we're ok honey, Walter and I are feeling a lot better now that we're with you." Paige said as she looked towards Walter and he smiled and nodded in agreement.
Paige sighed as she realized that they had a ton of paper work to fill out and made her way to her desk. Before she sat down she glanced towards Walter and Ralph they were still in the same spot. She was shocked to say the least when Walter bent down on one knee and pulled Ralph into a tight hug and Ralph hugged him back just as tightly. Paige nearly teared at the sight. Something told her that this case had really impacted Walter because he was acting strange.
After they separated Walter made his way to his desk and Ralph ran up to the loft. Toby and Happy both announced that they were heading home finishing the paper work there. Cabe had left to go to the homeland headquarters. Sly walked over to Paige's desk and said "Paige, I know you have a lot of work. I don't mind taking Ralph tonight." Paige looked towards Walter's desk and saw that he looked more stressed than usual and said "Thanks Sly, I would appreciate that. Let me go get Ralph" Sly smiled "No problem, I'm just going to pack my stuff."
Ten minutes later Ralph was running down the stairs with his backpack excited to have a sleep over with Sly. After Ralph had said his goodbyes Paige drove them to Sly's apartment.
When Paige got back she glanced Walter's way and saw his head in his hands and quickly walked over. "Walter, come on you've done enough work today" She pushed as she leaned her left hand on the desk and her right hand through his curls. He looked up with question in his eyes "Go upstairs and rest, I'll finish up the paperwork." She said and was happy when he stood up giving into her request. "Ok, let me go and take a shower and change out of these clothes then I promise I'll put away work for tonight." He said and she was pleased with his answer but when he saw she was about to sit down at his desk he lightly grabbed her hand and said "That can wait, right now I just want to be with you." Paige heart warmed at his words and she smiled and willingly let him lead her up to the loft.
Walter had just finished putting his grey sweats and t-shirt on and he could hear Paige on the other side of the door walking around. "Do you want to watch a movie?" He heard Paige shout.
"I don't mind. " shouted through the door.
Paige was tidying up the room as Walter came out of the bathroom. "Hey do you mind if I wash up a little?"
"Sure, let me grab you some clothes so you can get comfortable." Walter said back and walked towards his closet to retrieve some clothes, handing her an old tshirt and sweats. She thanked him and walked into the bathroom.
After Walter heard the shower shut off he asked "What movie do you want to watch?"
"You choose." Paige returned loud enough so that he could hear her. She decided to forego the sweat pants and just wear her underwear which she thought was modest, just regular black cotton panties with lace trimmings.
Walter wandered back towards his bed and turned on the TV searching for something to watch until he came across the news which was currently talking about his case "A group of government contractors were caught in the crossfires of a deadly drug war, thankfully nooone was hurt." Yeah thank the lord that he didnt believe in that everyone came out safe. Walter heard the bathroom door open and Paige walked out oblivious to her own allure. He hardly had a mind to listen to what the reporter was saying when realized what she was wearing. It wasn't lingerie or anything so it shouldn't have surprised him. She was wearing his tshirt that reached her upper thighs enough to see that she was only wearing her underwear. It was innocent enough and he knew she had sexier underwear but something attracted him. His eyes were currently glued to her legs. It was only a pair of black panties with lace trimming, and that was it. He couldn't stop his eyes from travelling up and down her lusciously long legs, and thankfully for him, Paige's back was still turned away checking her phone on the cabinet from him so she wasn't witnessing him behaving like an absolute, drooling idiot. She had never worn anything that tiny around him before in the house, usually she had a pair of sleep shorts that she wore with the tops so he was more than a little shocked at her valiant display of skin.
"Is that about the case? Turn it up" Paige said pulling Walter out of his thoughts. Thankfully he was able to regain his control and he turned up the volume for her to hear. "6 of the cartel men are injured and have been sentenced to up to 5 years in jail. No government employers were harmed in the shootout. This is LAnews back to you Pat."
"Well so much for credit" Paige said referring to the lack of the reporters mentioning Scorpion. She turned back towards Walter and she could see that he was conflicted.
Walter thoughts on the case had returned and now that he and Paige were alone he could talk about it. Paige looked at him trying to read him giving up she asked "What is it Walter?" Grabbing the remote control from the side table to lower down the TV
Walter was quiet for a second and she placed her hand on his knee to silently telling him to take all the time he needs. "I um... I don't think we should take these dangerous jobs anymore..."
Paige nodded her head in agreement "Well it was supposed to be an easy job, we were just hit with a surprise, like most cases."
Walter sighed that's exactly what he feared. "I don't know that's what scares me the most, from the cases we went over there have been far worse situations but I don't know... what it is about this case."
"Walter don't be so hard on yourself, this is your first intense case since you've returned to work." Paige said reassuringly
"Maybe... i j-just feel like I'm constantly putting you in harms way." Walter said and looked down at his hands unable to look at her.
Paige softened at hiss confession "Walter, look at me. We're a team. I chose to work for Scorpion you are not to blame when something goes awry."
Walter nodded, knowing she was right "It's just, you could've been shot today and that would have been it... and I d-don't know what I would do if... it's just I don't want to miss a moment with you and Ralph"
Cutting him off Paige said, "Walter stop, it didnt happen ok so stop blaming yourself. Me and Ralph aren't going anywhere. By the way what did you say to him earlier?"
Walter smiled and nodded, "That I'm gonna stop taking so many cases, I want to spend more time with you and him. I hugged him because I want him to know that I care a lot about him" Paige smiled at his words and pulled him in for a kiss. After breaking away she lightened the mood by asking "So what movie did you pick?"
"World War Z, ok?" Paige smiled and joked "I could go for a little Brad Pitt" Walter laughed as she got up and looked for the DVD and put it into the player.
They had done this often watch movies normally Ralph included. These were the moments Walter felt most contempt. Spending time with the people he loves he smiled to himself. But seeing Paige dressed in those barely there panties definitely had his mind wandering elsewhere. He shook his head at himself again, finding that his brain had started to head down that path once more and he cleared his throat. Walter situated himself against the headboard of his bed.
Walter noticed that Paige grabbed her arm and hissed as she reached up for the DVD and instantly grew worried about her, wondering why it was hurting her. "Are you okay, love?" He asked.
Paige taking a deep breath as she lowered her arm back down, finally feeling the pain leave her body. "I'm fine." She returned as she turned around to face Walter. She was starting to feel the pain on her arm and shoulder from when Walter had tackled her, but she didn't want to worry him.
"Well you didn't sound like you were fine, what's up with your arm?" Walter questioned
"It's nothing; it's just a bit sore that's all." Paige replied nonchalantly as she walked over to where Walter was seated on the bed.
Walter raised his eyebrow at her and grabbed onto her waist as she tried to walk past him, stopping her from moving any further as he spread his legs "Sit." He commanded and put some added pressure on her waist, silently telling her that he wanted her to sit down on the bed in front of him.
"Walter, I'm fine honestly." Paige responded as she tried to continue to move past him but Walter only increased his grip on her waist.
"I'm sure you are fine, but either way, I want you to sit here." Walter said and then smiled in satisfaction when Paige relented and sunk to the bed in between his legs. He watched the TV screen come to life as Paige pressed the play button on the remote and World War Z started playing on the TV. He smiled as she leaned back against him then he realized she was probably hurting from when he tackled her. "Where does it hurt?" He asked.
"The top of my arm and my shoulder." Paige responded relenting from hiding the fact that she had been in pain from him as she settled back against him.
Walter carefully moved her hair out of the way, placing it gently over one of her shoulders and began to massage the tops of her shoulders over his tshirt. "Here?" He asked as he worked his fingers into her skin.
"Uh huh." Paige returned as she closed her eyes and stretched her legs out in front of her. God he was good at this. She could feel him working his magic on her overworked muscles and it felt nothing short of amazing. She placed her hands down on his legs and slightly squeezed.
Walter continued to move his fingers over the top of her back, using his thumbs and fingers to gently rub into her body, alternating in where he was working her muscles. He ran his hand down her arm slightly, relishing in the feel of her smooth skin underneath his fingertips instead of the cotton of her top, before moving them back up to her shoulders and to the top of her covered back. "Does that feel okay?" He asked, wondering whether he was using too much or too little pressure on her body.
"Yeah it's fine. You're actually really good at this." Paige returned lazily as she felt him move his hands down to her bottom of her shoulder blades and felt the pressure of his hands increase slightly. Her muscles felt a thousand times better, in fact they didn't really ache anymore at all, not that she was going to tell him that, not when she didn't want him to stop what he was doing. She felt completely and utterly relaxed.
Walter leaned forward as he moved his hands a little bit lower, before dragging his fingers right up the middle of her spine, smirking to himself. He ran his eyes over her body as her back arched in an incredibly sexy way and his fingers continued their trail up towards her neck while his mouth finally reached her neck and stamped a soft kiss.
Paige shivered involuntarily as his warm breath fanned over her neck, feeling the fire rush through her body. She bit down on her lip and tried to concentrate on the TV but it was absolutely useless, all she could concentrate on were the sensations building up inside of her, feelings coming solely from Walter's touch. She felt his fingers spread out to her shoulders and he pressed into her skin forcefully, causing a quiet moan to escape from her lips before his hands trailed back down her spine.
Walter was settled, his back against the head board and stretched his long legs out in front of him. Paige was still sitting with her back leaning slightly forward so that she wasn't resting on him completely and he leaned forward until his mouth was at her ear. "Are your shoulders feeling better Paige?" He whispered. He trailed both of his hands up her arms slowly, hearing Paige gasp as his fingers moved up to her shoulder, before she nodded her head at him. He continued to move his arms up over her shoulder and then began to move them down the sides of her body. "Good." He whispered as his hands continued to trail down over the gentle curve of her breast and into the slight dip of her waist before moving his hands down over the swell of her hip. He felt Paige shudder underneath his fingertips and he increased his grip on her hips before pulling her flush against his chest, closing any distance that had existed before between them. He didn't know why but he wanted her closer to him.
Paige leaned back against his bare chest and tried desperately hard to concentrate on the movie but all she could feel was Walter's heart beating against her back. She sighed lightly and tried to focus on the TV, but Walter chose that moment to begin tracing idle circles on the top of her left thigh with his hand. She was sure it was an innocent gesture, she was sure that he didn't mean anything by it because his breathing and his heart rate remained at a steady pace, and she could tell that he was completely into the movie given all of these facts and even calling the guy who gave the mother nature speech and idiot. He wasn't concentrating on what he was doing to her but she couldn't help the fact that his touch caused her skin to heat up. She had no hope in hell of watching the movie now, not when all she was concentrating on was his movements.
Walter had been tracing circles on the top of Paige's left thigh for seven minutes and twenty four seconds. He knew this because he had been counting every second that had passed as a way of keeping himself in check. He knew that the minute he lost count,he wouldn't be able to stop himself or control any of his actions. And besides that fact, he was also enjoying the feel of Paige squirming slightly against him too much for him to break his concentration.
Paige smirked when she felt Walter's hand begin to slide slightly along her thigh, towards where she desperately wanted him to touch her. She watched his hand from the corner of her eye as she held her breath, his fingers inched closer and closer, the anticipation was almost becoming too much for her to take and she hand to dig her hands into the bed sheets to stop them from reaching out to grab a hold of his hands and get them to her desired destination sooner than he had evidently anticipated arriving.
Her skin was just perfect. Honestly, he'd never felt anything more sensational than the feel of his fingertips dancing across her skin in all his life, it didn't matter where he was touching her, leg, stomach, arm, back, it all felt good. He trailed his hand further up her leg, and if Paige was affected by his actions then she was doing a good job of hiding it, he couldn't even hear her breathing, let alone hear any sharpness of breath coming from her.
He raised an eyebrow as his eyes focused on the screen, even though he wasn't watching the movie at all. Walter decided he wanted to tease her and get her hot. She would be withering and begging him to tough her with his fingers by the time he had finished with her, he was going to make sure of it, and this time, he wanted her to tell him what she wanted before anything.
Paige had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from moaning as his fingers moved closer and closer to the lace of the panties she was currently wearing. She closed her eyes for a few seconds before quickly snapping them open when she felt Walter's hand begin to move in the wrong direction. What the hell did he think he was doing? His hand should be moving closer to the lace, not further away. She scowled at the TV and tried her best to breathe at a normal pace, hoping that Walter wasn't able to tell how frustrated he was.
Walter licked his lips and smirked to himself as he moved his hand back towards her knee, beginning to draw more idle circles on her thigh, noticing the slight depth to her breathing, indicating that he was making some kind of progress with her, which of course pleased him no end. He then moved his hands back towards her panties, trailing his fingertips ever so lightly over her skin, this time dipping to the inside of her thigh slightly, moving ever closer to his eventual intended target.
Walter drawing circles on her thigh and dragging his fingers up and down her leg could possibly be an innocent gesture, but moving his fingers to the inside of her thigh and then almost to the tip of the lace. He was teasing her. She was sure of that and now she was now onto him, and if he wanted to do this, then that was fine with her. She wasn't going to budge. She was going to settle back and watch the movie and completely ignore his hand and what it was doing to her body.
Walter felt Paige adjust herself against his chest and he stilled the movement of his hand for a second, wondering whether she was going to make a move, but all she did was settle down and continue to breathe steadily. And from what he could gather from his position behind her, she was concentrating on the TV and not his hand. So he brought his free hand up to her hip and rubbed circles into her skin over the cotton of his tshirt. He then began to move his hand up her thigh, still moving on the inside of it, until he touched the lace of her panties with his index finger, and when he heard Paige gasp quietly to herself, he couldn't help the smirk that spread right across his face.
She tried to cover up her gasp but even without looking at Walter she knew that he had heard her and she also knew that he had that smirk of his on his face. She bit down on her lip, knowing that she needed to do something, she could feel how wet she was and she was desperate for Walter's touch especially after their hectic day.
Walter ran his index finger along the lace of her panties for a few seconds before moving his hand back down her thigh once again. He had just reached the middle of her thigh when he felt her hand move from its position beside her body, and it landed on his covered knee. He halted his actions, wondering why she was touching his knee like that, then he felt her nails begin to fan out right over the top of his knee and he practically had to dig his leg into the floor to stop himself from jerking up at the sensation her nails were producing.
Paige grinned to herself in satisfaction, she had felt Walter flinch against her and his hand had stopped moving along her thigh. She didn't move her eyes from the TV screen and continued to rake her nails over his knee as his own hand continued its trail back to the lace, before retreating towards her knee again. She wondered how long she was going to be able to keep this up, she was desperate for Walter, she wasn't scared to admit that to herself, she wanted his fingers on her and all this teasing was doing absolutely nothing to satisfy what she felt for him building deep inside of her.
God he wanted her right now. He was getting harder and harder by the second, the raking of her nails on his knee was sending these sparks of electricity through his entire body and all he could think was more. Walter wanted more from her, he desperately needed her to tell him what she wanted.
Paige could feel his hardness pressing into her back and she almost moaned at the feel of it, but managed to catch it just before it had the chance to escape from her mouth. Was it weird to be craving him as much as she was? His fingers came back towards the lace edge of her panties and he used his index finger to run along it, just like he had on his previous round, she felt his middle finger graze right up the center of her panties. It was barely a brush which she wasn't sure if she should have felt. But damn, she had felt it and it had taken every single inch of her willpower to stop herself from bucking her hips into his hand at that precise second.
Shit. She so wet. Walter had felt just how damp her panties were even though he had barely touched knew that he would be unable to resist feeling her properly this time. He reached her panties and this time pressed with a bit of pressure into the material and dragged his finger lightly up her slit until his middle finger brushed softly over her clit.
Paige couldn't take a second more of this, she felt like she was going to explode, she needed him that much, she was sure that she was going to explode at any given second. But she didn't want to give into his smugness. How he thought this was fair, how he thought that he could tease her like this and not give her what he knows she wants was just torture. So as his hands moved back up her thighs and moved to the top rather than the side, she decided that she'd had enough and so she lifted her feet a little closer to her body and snapped her thighs together, so that his access to her was completely denied.
She was cutting him off. He raised an eyebrow at the TV and almost chuckled. Did she honestly think that placing her thighs together was going to stop him. He trailed his hand that had been resting on her hip down over her hip bone and began to trail along her thigh towards her knees. Once his right hand had met his left, he pried her knees open. He then lifted his legs and placed them inside her now open ones and hooked her legs in place, dragging them wider, opening her up to him, not giving her the option to close her legs even if she wanted to.
"That's better." He whispered in her ear as he resumed the trail up her thigh, only this time, when he reached the lace edge of her panties, he slipped his index finger underneath it.
God. His fingers were right there, right where she wanted them to be but he was doing absolutely nothing about it. Then he whispered hotly in hear ear "Tell me, Paige?"
She took a deep, shaky breath and moved her hand from where it had been resting on his knee and trailed it down his leg, before moving it onto her thigh. She then found his wrist and placed her hand on top of his, then pushed her now soaking wet panties to the side out of the way. She pressed his middle finger into her slit, and then dragged it upwards, gathering her slick wetness as she went, before trailing his finger around her clit. She then moved her hand back down and then pushed both of their fingers inside of her, and as she pulled their fingers out, she let go of his wrist. "That is what I want." She said breathily, hoping that she had done enough to get him started.
Im done for. Walter thought to himself. That was the last thing he expected Paige to do. She had just kind of, sort of, masturbated in front of him or with him in fact. Not that he was an experienced sexual partner but he had never experienced something as erotic as that, feeling her guide his hand like that, in such a bold move. He quickly realized that his fingers were itching to be back inside of her, and she had pushed her hips up and was whimpering slightly, waiting for him to do something.
Paige finally felt him press one of his fingers inside of her and she lowered herself back on the bed from her levitating position, a feeling of complete satisfaction rushing over her as the desire and longing she had been holding for him ever since they got back from the mission was finally met. "Oh God." She panted as she pressed her head against his chest, arching her back forwards as she pressed her hands into his thighs, wanting him to go deeper inside of her.
Walter slid his finger back out of her completely and circled her entrance once, before he entered her again, this time adding another finger. He leaned his head down so that his mouth was at her neck, feeling her begin to rock her hips against him, brushing his hardness as she did so in the most tantalizing way. He groaned into her neck as he twisted his fingers inside of her. "Jesus Paige, you are so tight." He moaned as he bit down on her neck.
Paige felt him move his fingers in and out of her at a slow pace, his fingers curling inside of her as he dragged them out of her body and she would raise her hips each time he entered her, feeling his hardness rub against her from behind. She felt his mouth connect with her neck again, this time leaving slow, soft kisses as he ran his tongue lazily against her skin, causing the sensations to build up quickly from deep inside of her. She loved the feel of him behind her like this; it was something new, something different. She raised one of her arms from his thigh and latched onto his neck pressing his mouth more firmly onto her neck.
Walter moved his mouth more forcefully over her skin as he felt her fingertips dig into the back of his neck. He felt Paige lower her head and then she gasped sharply, and he realized that she must be watching what he was doing to her. He groaned against her neck at this realization. "Do you like that Walter, do you like watching me come apart in front of you?" She asked in a high pitch voice as his mouth continued to move over her neck.
"Paige." Walter replied as he watched his fingers disappear inside her body. As his fingers withdrew from her she grazed his hardness again and breathed in sharply, knowing exactly how she wanted him tonight. "Walter?" She asked as he thrust his fingers more forcefully inside of her, causing a low groan to escape from her mouth.
"Hmmmm?" Walter responded as he bit down lightly on her neck, twisting his fingers inside of her, having to stifle the moan against her neck as she brushed him again with the bottom of her back.
He was thrusting his fingers into her body at a much faster pace than before and Paige was panting like she had just run a hundred miles or something. She increased her vice like grip on his neck and his thigh, needing to hold onto something because she was sure that she was going to explode at any given second. "I want… oh fuck… I want to try something new" She breathed as she lifted and sunk her hips in time with the pace set by his fucking phenomenal fingers.
Walter kept the pace of his fingers going as she talked to him. He moved his mouth along her neck, nipping and biting his way across it until he reached her pulse point, which was beating furiously and he licked his tongue around it. "What's that?" He mumbled against her skin.
Paige licked her lips as she continued to rock along with him, so caught up in the feel of him inside her, behind her, on her neck. "I want you to take me from behind." She said before she even had a chance to realize what words had just left her mouth.
Walter felt the growl building from deep inside of him at hearing those words come from her lips, wanting nothing more than to give her exactly what she wanted. He withdrew his fingers from her and heard Paige whimper at the loss of contact.
Paige couldn't believe how needy she was, whimpering like that at the loss of his fingers. She felt Walter's hand snake across her waist and in one fluid motion, she found that he had lifted her up and had placed her on her hands and knees in front of him.
Seeing Paige on all fours like she was, ready for him to take her, set off some kind of primal desire deep inside of Him. He lowered his sweats and kicked them off his body quickly, pleased that he hadn't bothered with boxers when he had got dressed after his shower earlier. His hands wanted to be on her body touching her again, they were drawn to her skin by some unexplainable force. He ran his hands from the back of her knees up the back of her thighs until he reached her butt and then ran his hands over it until he reached the lace edge of her panties. He pushed his tshirt up a little and then he ran his fingers along her back until he came to her hips, where he hooked his fingers inside her panties, ready to slip them off her body. "Are you sure this is what you want to do tonight?" He asked, because there ways he could have her that he would happily participate in with her tonight.
"Yes, I want to do this tonight." She responded and then felt Walter lean down to place a kiss just above the waistband of her panties before she felt him begin to slide her cotton panties down her legs. One by one, she lifted her knees off the ground, allowing him to take them off her body completely.
"Spread your legs." Walter commanded and watched as Paige spread her legs slightly until he was met with the most glorious view ever. He felt himself get even harder as he gripped onto it with his right hand, pumping his fist up and down it a few times before halting his actions, not wanting to come before he'd even got inside of her. "Wider." He demanded in a strained voice, before he moved in between her legs, finally satisfied with her stance.
Paige felt him glide his head up and down her slit a couple of times, and she groaned when she felt him pass outside of her entrance, having to dig her fingers into the sheets to stop herself from pressing back onto him. The anticipation of being in this position, on her hands and knees for Walter caused an explosion of feelings to bubble away inside of her. She was nervous, but in a good way, she'd heard countless times this was a favorable position for both parties."Please, Walter." She moaned as she felt the tip of his head pass over her entrance again.
Walter was trying to buy himself a little bit more time, he was trying to compose himself because if he just plunged into her he knew that he wasn't going to last more than thirty seconds. But then he heard her pleading with him and he knew that he had stalled for long enough. He hadn't been meaning to tease her again and knew it wasn't fair for him to continue what he was doing to her.
Paige felt his tip move down towards her entrance again only this time, thankfully he didn't move back up and instead he pressed himself into her incredibly slowly, stretching and filling her body. She sucked in a sharp breath as he slid inside of her, the sensation overtaking all of her senses. She gripped onto the sheets forcefully with her fingers as she felt his hands push up the tshirt she was wearing even more and then felt him move his hands to her hips. He then pulled out of her just as slowly as he had entered her. "Oooooh Walter...that feels good." She moaned just as he slid back inside of her.
He watched, completely transfixed as he moved inside of her body again and groaned sharply as he dug his fingers into the sides of her hips. Seeing his manhood move in and out of her body like that was pure torture and would do absolutely nothing to help him last as long as possible, so he clenched his eyes shut and breathed in deeply, trying to control himself. He increased his momentum, thrusting in and out of her at a slightly faster pace and was rewarded with a low groan escaping from Paige's lips as he opened his eyes and watched her bend her head. "Paige." He groaned as he felt Paige push her hips back as he entered her, allowing him to go that little bit deeper inside of her.
She felt his fingers help her push her hips against him, feeling him hit places she hadn't even known existed inside of her. Now she knew why people liked this position so much, this had to be the best sex she ever had with Walter.
Walter could see that her arms were shaking slightly from the strain of holding herself upright and he suddenly remembered the fact that her shoulders had been hurting her earlier, and this position wouldn't be doing her arms any good at all. "Is your shoulder okay Paige?" He panted worried as he stopped moving in and out of her, struggling to catch his breath.
"Mmmm, don't stop" Paige responded. She could feel her arms shaking but her brain was blocking out any other feeling apart from the pleasure that was coursing through her. She couldn't even begin to comprehend feeling anything besides Walter pounding relentlessly into her at this given moment.
He continued to thrust into her, unable to stop himself, as he reached to the side of his body and grabbed a pillow, placing it underneath her body, not believing that her shoulder was okay despite what she had told him. He then ran his hand along her stomach, making sure that he had a good enough grip on her, and then he lifted her off the floor as he leaned all of his weight on his free arm, pressing his chest into the back of her before lowering them both to the bed with her laying on her stomach, the pillow he had placed underneath her propping her hips up at just the right angle. Her legs were spread out and his were in between hers, his arms resting beside her body, supporting all of his weight as he pushed on the bed. He rested up slightly on his knees, giving himself just the right amount of leverage to move in and out of her.
How Paige had managed to land up on her stomach she had no idea, that had been impressive enough, but what she was most impressed with was the fact that in the midst of all that reshuffling, he hadn't left her body. As soon as she was lying on the pillow, she felt him begin to thrust into her again and she couldn't help but moan into the pillow she was still clutching. She felt him lean his head down and he placed three shaky kisses on the top of her back, his warm breath mingling on her already burning hot skin.
Walter lifted his head from her back and leaned up with both of his hands placed at her sides as he thrust into her repeatedly. He felt her begin to clench her inner muscles around him, adding to the tightness he already felt at being buried so deep inside of her. "God Paige." He moaned as he lowered himself a little, resting on his forearms and elbows, allowing him to get closer to her skin as he showered her back with feather light kisses.
"Walter." Paige moaned as she lifted her hips slightly from their position on the pillow and continued to clench her inner muscles around him. She could feel her toes beginning to curl and the sensations whirled around inside of her as she felt her entire body clench as the waves of pressure pulsed inside her, the force of her orgasm overwhelming her, her body shaking and shuddering with the strength of the feelings that were running through her entire frame, never having come so hard in all her life. "Walter" She yelled as she dug her face into the pillow before realizing that she desperately needed to get some oxygen into her lungs and so she shifted her head to the side, gasping for air as she felt Walter continue to move inside of her, unrelenting in his pace.
Walter lowered his head to her back and rested his forehead against the top of her back as he thrust into her once more before stopping his actions as he came inside of her. His breathing was harsh and labored and he could feel the dampness of Paige's skin against his wet forehead. He took a deep breath as he tried desperately to regain some semblance of normality to the pace of his breathing and his heart, before placing a lingering kiss on Paige's spine as he lifted himself off her giving her just enough room for her to face him.
Paige couldn't move, let alone open her mouth to speak. That had been amazing. She was still in absolute shock that she had engaged in something that felt as good as that had. She felt like the insides of her body were still shuddering with the force of her orgasm it had been that strong. She was trying to calm her breathing down and that action alone seemed to be taking every single inch of her concentration. So she pulled him back down and kissed kissed him passionately.
Walter kissed her back with just as much vigor. He like this position but he didn't get to kiss her as much as he would have liked to. So he stayed in that position and kissed her until he needed air to breathe.
He rested his forehead against her and sigh. "I love you so much Paige"
Paige smiled and gave him a soft kiss "I love you too, Walter."
Walter sat up and positioned them comfortably on the bed "Paiggeeeeeee, you made me miss the movie" he jokingly whined.
Paige giggled and rested her head on her chest. "Maybe we could watch it with Ralph tomorrow when he gets back and have dinner."
"I'd love that." Walter replied and pulled her closer as he turned off the TV.
Let me know what you think of this chapter good or bad and if you have any suggestions! Happy SuperBowl Sunday! :)
