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Well just some one-shots of situations I imagine them in…getting it on ;). I hope you enjoy. Purely naughty M rate so if you can't handle the heat, stay away ;)
Night of the storm
Amanda lay, her head on the pillow, the storm raging outside unlike the storm raging within her.
She could feel Billy behind her, the warmth of his body feeling so hot she felt she might burn. His large hand was resting on her waist not moving but adding on to the heat radiating through her body.
She had agreed that he lay on the bed with her, his presence calming her, making her feel safe from the shadow that was Ripley, constantly ripping through her dreams.
She could tell he was still awake just like she was. His breathing was calm and she wondered what he was thinking about.
She wanted so much to turn around, to ask him but she was scared of the answer. She wasn't ready to hear what he had been hinting at, what they had been moving toward since they first met, and yet his presence, his touch was threatening to engulf her in a sea of emotions as the seconds ticked by.
She felt him shift ever so slightly and his body moved closer, almost flush against hers. While he shifted, his hand slid and now it was laying directly over her stomach.
As if that was not enough, he began moving his thumb slowly, up and down, the small movement causing sensations to travel around her body making her draw back her breath.
His other fingers soon joined in, caressing her ever so gently, moving slightly, almost tentative and this time she couldn't contain the sigh that passed through her lips.
What was he doing to her?
How can such a small touch make her feel this way?
Make her feel like she was drowning in lust?
She could have halted his hand with hers, stopped this onslaught of sensations but she didn't and it seemed her lack of negative response gave him more confidence, his growing more precise, more pronounced.
Billy could feel her breathing turn erratic as she responded to his touch and it turned him on even more. Her little sighs, the way she tried to stifle her moans, the slight tremble in her body…
he knew he should stop but his hand seemed to have a mind of it's own. He just couldn't stop touching her.
He had wanted to touch her since he got to know her and the need had only grown stronger. He had made that no secret how much he admirered her and wanted her but this was not the right time. She had just had a nightmare. There was Ripley. There was Victoria.
Still he continued to touch her. He moved even closer to her slowly giving her time to stop him or move away.
His lips moved from her earlobe to the smooth arch of her neck, breathing her in, smelling her sweet scent, perfume mixed with what was uniquely her, nuzzling her neck with his nose while his hand played with the hem of her white tank top, barely touched her smooth skin.
Amanda couldn't hold back the shudder that went through her body against the double assault. His hot breath on her ear down her neck then the feel of his lips on her skin with his fingers caressing the skin on her waist.
It felt so good she couldn't help but moan and tilt her neck for his lips to gain more access. His hands slid under her top and began traveling up from the hem of her pants to the base of her breasts.
Her breasts began to feel heavy, her nipples tight under her bra as they craved his touch. Unable to stop herself she held his hand.
Billy froze, thinking he had crossed a line and that she wanted them to stop then let out a low deep growl when she placed his hand on top of her breast.
He instinctively squeezed the soft flesh relishing in the moan she released as she called out his name ever so softly.
Wanting to see her face and look into her eyes, he shifted them so that she was facing him. Her gorgeous eyes were lowered to half mast, her iries dark almost black with arousal.
She was absolutely beautiful.
Leaning in he captured her lips in a kiss.
Amanda moaned at the feel of his lips on her, his tongue tangling with hers. He tastes so sweet like the juice they had been Drinking combined with his essence. Just as she had imagined.
His hands gripped her tighter trailing down her waist, up to her breasts, while the other caressed her back and she couldn't help buck into his erection that was straining his pants. She moaned her thighs clenching as arousal rose within her. How could just a touch, a kiss make her this wet? God she wanted him, she needed him.
She shifted them till she was on top of him then she shrugged off her grey cashmere bolero leaving her in her tank top. Taking a brief moment to look at him, cataloguing his handsome face, she leaned in and kissed him passionately.
Billy sat up with her straddling him and his hands went to the hem of her tank top. Breaking their kiss, they parted briefly and Amanda raised her hands abs Billy helped her take off her tank top leaving her in a black lace bra. Her hands began working on the buttons of his shirt which he too shrugged off.
"You are so beautiful." Husked Billy drinking in her beauty from her smooth gorgeous skin, her breasts looking delicious encased in the bra to her hair which was like a silk black curtain falling to her back.
He pulled her to him and kissed her before he flipped them so he was on top with her legs wrapped around his thighs. He looked at her wanting to make sure she was ok with what was happening before he kissed her lips, down her cheeks to her neck;
Amanda couldn't help the gasps that escaped her as his lips, tongue and fingers trailed down her body from her lips, her sensitive neck, her collar bone, down to her breasts raising slightly so he could take off her bra. She cried out when his lips took one nipple in his mouth while his fingers played with the other.
"Oh God…" she moaned. She had never been so turned on, so wet before. She didn't know how much more she could take.
Billy's erection throbbed at the way she was arching her body and responding to his touch. He wanted to just rip off her clothes and take her right then but he wanted to take his time, to get to know her body, to make her feel good.
Maybe this was the last time he would get to do this and he had to make it count.
His finger still on her nipple, toying with it, his lips trailed lower, kissing her stomach feeling it tremble slightly, his tongue dipping in her belly button feeling her cry out, her hand gripping his shoulder. He trailed even lower to the hem of her pants and her black lace panties. He kissed her there, feeling her buck and sigh before he took them off.
Amanda was already breathless, already tethering on the edge of an orgasm and she wanted him so bad. Her eyes widened when she saw what he was about to do. "Billy…" she said then cried out when he kissed her right there. Moments later, his tongue and fingers joined on the onslaught, his fingers slipping inside her, his tongue flipping through her clit. She was on a sensory overload and she could only moan, cry out and shudder as he brought her closer and closer before she shattered.
Billy wanting to see her, he got up his fingers still pistoning inside her warm tight channel and when she did come, he was stunned. He watched in amazement as her whole body froze for a moment, her back arched, her mouth open slightly, nipples tight and pointy eyes closed then she shuddered, her whole body trembling, goose bumps forming on her skin while she muttered incoherently. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He couldn't hold on. He wanted her. Quickly he took off his pants and entered her.
Amanda cried out when she felt him, so big filling her up, touching on places no one else had. She gripped his shoulders, pulling him down for a passionate kiss, her legs wrapping around his hips as she met his movement, in and out, sensations coursing through her. She had just orgasmed and yet she felt on her way to another one.
"Feels so good…Oh…Oh…" she moaned out and when he hit a particular spot in her, white spots filled her eyes as she came again, crying out his name, gripping him tighter against her.
When he felt her squeeze him and flutter around him, he couldn't hold on and he released growling out her name. They lay like that, in each other's arms as they tried to regulate their breathing then they stared at each other. No words were said. They knew there would be a lot to talk about in the light of day but now, they were in a bubble they had created.
Well we end here.
Want to see them in the gym? Go to the next chapter.
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