i haven't felt like posting any of the things i write lately lol but i'm back with some darvey p**n, who would have thought? Hope you like!
It didn't take long after the sound of the door shutting behind them echoed in the room. In fact it took no time at all for Harvey to have Donna pinned against the wall on the left to the doorframe once they had stumbled in the apartment, intoxicated with alcohol and need.
Their date had been quick, Harvey's suggestive comments making Donna wish this goddamn dinner would end sooner so they could go home and get to everything he had been silently promising her. On the way home he had kept leaning close to whisper things in her ear. Things that included some of his plans for them and the sound of which made her flushed and horny on the entire ride back. Donna retaliated, once, by grabbing his bicep to pull him down until her breath was hot on his cheek and told him some demands of her own, his smug smirk being enough to assure her that he would leave her with no complaints.
And now they're here. The fire inside her burning more than ever as she gasps in anticipation for the way he's going to rock her world once again.
Soon.
His hands on her body feel electrifying, his grip on her firm and certain and fuck if his assertiveness isn't a huge turn on.
His mouth finds hers and she's instantly opening up to him, soft lips clasping together only to part and let their tongues meet. It's a good kiss, perfect and thorough and she thinks Harvey always kisses her like that, but in a way, he also never has before. Because each time is new and different. It's another chance to discover more of what being together feels like, and the years worth of denial and restraints make them want to savor each and every one of them.
When they're both out of breath and they break apart Harvey loses no time, burying his face in her neck with his breath heavily hitting her skin. His mouth closes over that spot between her jaw and neck and she practically whimpers. She's pressed between the heat of his body and the wall behind her as Harvey devours her neck, her, hungrily and she feels aroused enough, ready. He keeps sucking and grazing with his teeth before soothing with the wetness of his tongue and with each next lick and suction Donna feels weaker.
"Harvey," his name is already falling from her lips, the moment his erection brushes against her leg and makes the feeling of having him fill her entirely slip into her mind.
She loves this, having him all around her. Kissing her, palming her, rubbing against her, worshipping her body in ways only he knows how. She enjoys every last bit of it. But she's been promised something earlier and she can barely contain herself to not cry out in need of it because right now she just needs more of him.
Harvey's lips are firmly glued on her throat, feeling the vibrations of her breathy moans as Donna tries to keep her legs from giving in to the heat of the moment.
"You're hot." He whispers in her ear. "Do you know that?" His voice is impossibly low and sensual, making her shiver at the words.
"I know, Harvey." Donna barely manages to hastily get the sentence out as she feels the wet hot marks his mouth leaves beneath her ear. "Just…" She lets the word hang in the air but emphasizes it with a jerk of her hips, grinding against his hard cock and making him groan in response.
"Is this what you want?" His hands grab her ass forcibly pushing her body against his. She has already said it, so he knows it. With her voice low in his ear she asked for rough and hard, for him to make her scream and lose her mind and he's ready to give her everything but not before teasing her to the brink. His plan is to make her lose her mind before he's even inside her.
His palms roam her sides and conclude on her breasts, kneading heavily, and he pulls away only slightly to watch her, mouth ajar and eyes tightly shut, surrendering all control to him. His fingers undo the zipper on her back and help the dress pool around her feet. Harvey takes a moment to appreciate her body in the matching lace black lingerie she's wearing, the contrast with the red hair falling on her shoulders, the transparent parts revealing porcelain pale skin. He thinks, my god she's perfect.
"Fuck Donna," he breaths as he leans in again to kiss her in a way that immediately leaves her breathless.
His arms wrap around her waist, pushing her off the wall and into his embrace, closing what little space was left between them. In the midst of all the heat and desire sparking around them Harvey's gesture makes room for an oddly comforting and safe feeling, that of being held by him.
Harvey makes their way to the bed through the kiss, putting Donna in front of his own steps and making her stumble backwards in a dizzy state until her legs hit the mattress and he's pushing her down and climbing up her body. Their eyes meet then, for the first time in a while, and the lust she finds in his makes heat rise to her cheeks. It's a brief moment of their gazes locking and holding each other in place, taking in everything they spot there, exchanging desires and making them intensify.
He leans in, his lips close to hers without actually touching and the way he's laying on top of her makes the length of his cock hardened underneath his pants rub against her center just so and God, this is about as much teasing as she can take. Donna's right hand grabs the back of his neck to pull him in and he obliges, catching her soft lips in his, and then the corner of her mouth, moving lower to cover her in sloppy kisses.
He grabs her breast to squeeze, rolling the nipple between his fingers before following with his mouth closing on it, sucking. The wet heat of his mouth is soft and welcoming and Donna moans quietly as her other hand yanks at his clothes in any way she can, trying to drag them down and away.
Finally deciding to help her along, Harvey's attention shifts to removing his pants and boxers and Donna curses at the loss of full contact between them while he does so, but she quickly gets busy discarding her own bra and panties. It's worth the wait, she decides once she's met with the sight of his fully erect cock, glorious and ready just for her. She feels the tip bump against her belly as Harvey lowers himself over her body and her brain is already running at a hundred miles per hour. Instinctively her hand comes to wrap around him and she groans in his mouth at how hard and perfect he is.
"Now, Harvey," Donna pants, running her fingers over his head.
"Fuck," he hisses, closing his eyes. She guides him to her entrance but his hand comes to stop her just as she's about to reach her drenched folds.
"Be patient," he says, his voice commanding and calm at the same time and the combination infuriates her and makes heat coil low in her belly, both in equal measure.
He lands two fingers on her pussy, spreading the juices pooling at her center all over her lips and it's insane, how wet she is. When he flicks her clit a couple of times she whimpers long and loud.
"You're so wet for me," he mumbles against her lips and she wants to scream because she knows and that's the whole point and he should just go ahead and do something about it. But his touch feels fucking amazing and so promising and she soon loses her resolve and her mind along with it.
She exchanges the grip she has on his cock for her hand in his short hair, messing it up and lowering his mouth back to her neck. His own palm wraps around his length and he strokes it a few times before directing himself back to her pussy. He slowly slides the tip up and down her lips, her wetness mixing with the precum and making the gentle sensation blow her mind entirely.
Ever since they started Donna has felt a constant spark go down her spine with each touch of Harvey's skin against hers. She can't even describe what he does to her. But this thing right here makes desire flow through her whole body, a sudden rush of arousal that almost has her pulsing.
She opens her eyes to catch his gaze and he gets it. He takes a second to line himself up with her center and enters her, bottoming out with one swift thrust that makes her gasp loudly, eyes rolling to the back of her head.
"Now?" He asks with a smirk but she can tell he's not all that smug because a groan is hanging from his lips as well.
As he speeds up his thrusts he focuses on how tight and wet and warm she is around him and he thinks he'll never get over how heavenly this feels with her. This whole thing started with the goal to get her off but Harvey slowly feels his sanity slip out of grasp as well, with the sounds Donna makes nesting directly into his brain and the scratches she leaves down his back setting fire to his skin.
He grabs her leg to hook it over his hip and change the angle, his next thrust making her cry out as a result. He found the right spot and it feels so fucking good and somehow she still needs more.
She tries to focus on the way he moves inside her, his size and the stretch around him delicious but it's hard to concentrate when he's all over her. Fuck it's so good.
He is so good.
Harvey pinches her nipple with his fingers and hears Donna whimper helplessly underneath him. "Please." It's strangled as it escapes in between moans.
"What do you want?" She can practically feel him grin against her skin as he gets the words out and she hates him for doing this now, while he knows quite well what she's in desperate need for.
"Goddammit Harvey. Just harder." Her tone is on the line of frustrated and extremely turned on and as the world fades away she doesn't care when or how, she just wants to get there. Feel more of him, harder, deeper.
He slams into her harder with his next movement and builds up the rhythm, pounding into her as he watches how her eyes flutter and then remain shut with pleasure.
"Yes. God, yes." She is being way too loud tonight and it sounds amazing. There are few things Harvey likes more than having her like this, losing herself underneath his touch, or maybe, on a second thought, there's nothing he likes quite as much. He chokes her laboured breaths with an open kiss.
Her moans and his name in gasps and the "fuck" and "harder" all blur together and morph into one sound as they chase their mutual release. She can feel she's close and Harvey is filling her so well but it's not enough and she needs to come now.
Donna's hand slides between their bodies to find her clit, pressing lightly on the swollen bud and making her cry out at the extra stimulation that is just what's needed to push her over the edge.
Knowing she's about to come Harvey speeds up, fucks her even faster. She rubs in circles with her fingers for one, two seconds and that's it, screaming his name she lets herself let go. Her fingers dig deep into his shoulders, unconsciously pulling him flat against her chest while she's clenching around him uncontrollably, allowing Harvey to come with the next few thrusts.
He crashes down on her, burying his nose in the spot where her neck meets her shoulder, feeling their bodies tightly pressed together, flushed and sweaty.
The feeling of his warm breath tingling her skin as he's trying to catch it and come back from the high of it all helps Donna ease back into reality. Her fingers run up the nape of his neck, caressing him and raking through his hair.
"Is that what you wanted?" Harvey murmurs against her neck.
"Yeah," she replies softly, her voice all sweetness and honey.
"Good," he says, lifting his head to look at her with a gentle expression. "Now I want us to go slow," and he catches her lips in a soft and purposeful kiss.