She showed up at my door and I smiled.
"Come on up."
We walked upstairs and she hung up her coat. She was wearing yet another enticing outfit. A form fitting top and dark jeans. Her heeled boots coming to a stop just below her knees. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself… and now my anatomy.
"Estas bien? You alright?"
"Hm? Yes, I'm fine."
She arched her brow.
"Right… I brought some wine. Care for a glass?"
"Please."
She headed into the kitchen and I just watched her. Her make-up was always… in a word, perfect. Her ears were pierced multiple times along with her eyebrow. I suppose most would call her gothic. She had five tattoos, my favorite being the rose on her right forearm. Her full lips looked so soft. She suddenly smiled and turned to me.
"So, your text seemed urgent."
She handed me a glass of wine and took a sip of hers.
"Working on a new case?"
"No."
She looked confused.
"Then why am I here?"
I slowly walked up to her.
"Because I…"
I had no idea how to go about telling her what I really wanted. She set her glass down and I saw her eyes dilate. I decided to take a leap of faith. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. Her hands slid up my chest and rested on my shoulders. When I leaned back she smirked.
"Is that all you wanted?"
"No."
She pushed me up against the wall and I smiled a bit.
"So, tell me."
I grabbed her arms and switched out places.
"I want to fuck you, Teresa. God, I want to fuck you, taste you and feel your hands on my body. I want you to scream my name as you come and as I fill you with my seed."
She shivered and started undoing the buttons of my shirt. Her warm fingers stroked my skin and I sighed. She switched our places and I was once more against the wall. She pulled my shirt from my trousers and I moaned softly when her hands wandered my back. I kissed her lips again, this time swiping my tongue across her lower lip. She opened her mouth to me and her tongue stroked mine. I moaned into her mouth and she pushed my shirt off my shoulders. She stepped back as I lifted her shirt and took it off her. She wore a lacy black bra and I felt blood rush straight to my cock as I saw swell of her large breasts. My trousers getting tight as my cock hardened and grew. I broke the kiss for air bit started to leave open mouthed kisses along her neck.
"Oh, Sherlock…" she breathed.
I groaned and was now straining against my trousers. It was uncomfortable.
"Take my trousers off." I told her.
She immediately moved her hands down and unfasted my trousers. She pulled down the zip and then slid her hand inside, cupping my throbbing cock. I could feel myself leaking as she massaged me.
"You're this hard for me?"
"Oh, you have no idea how hard I am for you, Teresa Martinez. I've been ignoring my need for you for months. It's been so long since I wanted to fuck anyone."
"Then let me make this memorable for you."
She kissed down my chest slowly, flicking her warm tongue over my nipple.
"Oh…"
She moved further down and dragged my trousers and shorts over my leaking cock. I knew exactly what she was going to do. She looked up and gave me a seductive smile as she worked me with her hand. Finally, she put her mouth on me.
Teresa's POV
I needed to taste him. The little bit of precum wasn't enough for me. His had fisted in my long hair and he moved his hips slightly. He was long and thick! I took as much of him into my mouth as I could until he hit the back of my throat. He was being very vocal and I loved it. I moaned as I started to bob my head, hollowing my cheeks as I did.
"My god… more! More Teresa!"
I was only too happy to oblige. I moved my hands down his thighs, lightly scraping my nails on his skin. He moaned my name over and over. I moved my hand to the base of his cock and then to his balls. His hips buck forward as I took his balls in my hand. I gently squeezed before rolling them.
"Teresa!"
He came hard in my mouth and I felt a surge of wetness between my legs. I trailed my tongue along the thick vein before removing him from my mouth. His breathing was labored as he pulled me to my feet. He knelt down and took off my boots and then unbuttoned my jeans. He pulled down the zipper with his teeth and I moaned softly as the sight. He kissed down my legs before standing again.
"Put your arms around me, I want to fuck you against the wall."
I only grew more wet at his words. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me up. His engorged cock prodded against my stomach as I wrapped my legs around his slender hips. He put one hand on the wall behind him as he took his cock in his hand. I eagerly impaled myself in him, both of us groaning as he filled me. He stretched me as he buried himself to the hilt. I looked into his gorgeous blue eyes. He kissed my lips softly before burying his face in the crook of my neck, breathing heavily. He started out slow. Pulling himself from me before sliding back in. I'd had sex before but it never felt like this! His cock stroked every inch of me. Soon, he started pounding into me. My muscles started to tighten around his cock and he started panting. My orgasm was close and I wanted it desperately. My backside smacked against the wall as he slammed himself into me. After another minute, his speed increased and his thrusts became sloppy. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and screamed my name as we came together.
Sherlock's POV
My legs shook slightly as I came down from my high. I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I could taste myself on her tongue and I found it incredibly erotic. I set her down, slipping out of her in the process.
"Bedroom… now." I breathed.
I picked her up bridal style and carried her to my room, kissing her as I went. I laid her on the bed and then knelt down between her legs. Before I could do anything, my phone started ringing. I ignored it but it went off again. It was Mycroft. I growled but Teresa grabbed it.
"Sorry, Sherlock is busy having sex."
She hung up and I chuckled.
"I wish I could see the look on my brother's face."
She winked and I gently stroked her leg.
"I need to taste you."
She nodded and spread her legs for me. I moved between them and started off with her breasts. I massaged one while sucking and licking the other. She moved her hands to my hair, silently telling me to stay there a little bit longer. I rolled her nipple between my teeth and she immediately arched her back. I smiled and kissed the side and underside of her breast. When she took her hands from my hair I moved down. I kissed between the valet between her breast, leaving open mouthed kisses. She was moaning my name and my cock started to harden again. I kissed her inner thigh before stroking her wet center. She looked down at me and I smiled as I ran my tongue over her. She threw her head back against the pillows and I swirled my tongue around her clit.
"Oh god! Right there! Right there Sherlock!"
I sucked gently on her clit and then slid my tongue inside her. She knotted her fingers in my hair and cried my name in ecstasy. I moaned against her and I knew she was close to a second orgasm. I desperately wanted to taste her. Taste the woman I'd been fantasizing about for so long. Finally, she came. And she came hard. I licked up her juices and gently squeezed her thigh as I moved back up. She placed her hand on the side of my face and the other on the back of my neck. She pulled my lips down to hers and kissed me passionately. I moaned into her mouth and lowered my hips to hers, rocking them gently. She moved her hand down between out bodies and took me in her hand. She gently pushed on my chest with her free hand, causing me to lean back a bit.
"Lie back. Trust me."
I nodded and laid back against the soft mattress. She smiled at me as she gently began to move her hand along me.
"Mira en mis ojos. Look into my eyes."
I did as she said and looked into her warm brown eyes.
"Touch me, Sherlock."
I moved my hand lightly up her arm and to her shoulder. I moved further up and tucked her hair behind her ear. I smiled at her and she gently squeezed.
"You don't know how flattered I am. Knowing I can make you so hard."
He groans as she moved her hand over my balls. My eyes slowly closed as I enjoyed the feeling of her hand on me. For the third time that night, I was hard. When she stopped my eyes flew open. Her eyes were dark with lust.
"I need you inside me. I need to feel your cock fill me."
I growled as I put her on her back.
"You've no idea how much your words affect me. You're a siren."
She smiled a bit and I started to sheathe myself into her welcoming heat. I groaned loudly as my hips touched hers.
"You're so tight! You feel so good! Ahh…"
She moved her hands to my biceps and arched her back slightly. I lowered my forehead to her chest and breathed heavily against her skin.
Teresa's POV
He trembled slightly and stayed still for a moment. I rolled my hips slightly and he moaned loudly against my skin. I gently lifted his face and looked into his eyes. He pulled himself out a bit and then slid back in. Each time he pulled out a little farther until he nearly pulled himself out completely. I moved my hands from his biceps to his firm backside. I squeezed and he started moving faster and harder. I let my hands wander his back before letting them rest against his ribs. He dropped his mouth to mine and thrust his tongue past my lips. He swallowed my moans and cries of pleasure. He suddenly sat back and pulled me with him.
"Ride me." He growled.
I moved my hips in a circular motion and then leaned towards his neck. I wanted to mark him. I started out with soft kisses, before gradually sucking on his skin. He put his large hand on the back of my head and held me to his neck. He started to thrust up and I gasped.
"Bite me…"
I smirked and bit down on his neck. He let out a strangled moan. I sucked hard and then he gently tugged on my hair. I leaned back and he latched his mouth to my neck. He bit down hard and I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Oh, Sherlock! Mmmm!"
He sucked hard at my skin and I knew I'd have a mark. I knotted my fingers in his curls as I started to bounce on him. I pushed on his chest so he laid flat on his back. I placed both my hands on his hard, warm chest and moved faster than I thought I was capable of. I clamped down on him and came around his pulsing cock. He thrust up so hard I nearly came off the bed.
"Sherlock!"
He filled me with his hot cum and cried my name over and over again. When he finished I collapsed on his chest. Our bodies were covered in a fine sheen of seat and he wrapped his arms around me. I placed light butterfly kisses on his chest as his breathing slowly calmed. He rubbed my back as he became soft within me. When I recovered my strength I sat up.
"Shall I go?"
He sat straight up and grabbed my arms.
"If you try and leave my bed I swear to god I will catch you and pin you down."
I almost moaned at his words.
"In fact, I don't know if I want anyone else in my bed but you. I know for a fact that I never want to fuck anyone else but you. Perhaps you'd consider coming again tomorrow night?"
I smiled and leaned in close.
"I think I can manage that." I whispered.
He smiled. It was a bright infectious smile that I'd never seen before. I kissed him gently as he laid back. He slid out of me and I felt a bit empty, but then he held me tightly against his warm, hard body. I listened to the steady sound of his heart beat and his soft breathing.
"Buenas noches, Sherlock."
"Hm. Good night, darling."
My heart burst with joy when he called me that. I wrapped my arms around him before falling asleep.
