The warm welcoming hallway, silent for the past fifteen hours, apart from the traffic which could be heard near in the proximity. A rattle of keys from outside broke the lengthy silence. A key was heard to be inserted into the lock, then a turn, then a small clean click. The door swung open and two silhouettes could be seen, reflecting off the shiny, clear flooring of the hallway. The light was switched on, as a pair of heels hit the floor and the door slammed shut. A rhythmic clicking pattern was heard going down the corridor, into what was seen to be a kitchen.
A pair of hands reached into the cupboard above the cooker. Two mugs were pulled out. The switch which resided on the kettle was flicked, causing the water within it to gradually heat up. Several seconds later, Connie looked up from fiddling with the filter coffee. He stood, leant against the door frame, his eyes slowly wandering to meet with hers. As they did, she forced herself to break contact, not knowing what to do or how to feel. He edged further into the room, a little closer towards her, 'You feeling alright?' His incredibly soft voice made her stomach somersault madly within her. Looking up at him, a stray strand of her short dark hair fell across her face, the smooth complexion of her cheeks becoming more visible as he adjusted his closer sight of her. A single, yet subtle nod from her told him everything. He brushed his masculine hand across her cheek, tucking the stray strand behind her ear, before stroking her cheek softly. The skin beneath his tender touch almost immediately blemished to scarlet red. The kettle clicked, small wisps of steam escaped into the atmosphere. About to break away from their moment, he placed a reassuring hand on her arm, preventing her from moving. She let her eyes meet his again, contemplating what was going through his mind.
'You're beautiful.' A kind of warmness filled her heart as the soft words from him were absorbed. Never, had she heard this phrase spoken with such lust, so noticeable to her before. She took a slow, yet deep breath, he watched her chest rise and fall for a few more lingering seconds. The tension that was running high between the two couldn't be kept any longer. She edged closer towards him, leaning up towards him. He leant down to meet her half way, their lips so eager to touch each other. It was like an electric current passed through the pair as their lips brushed against one another. Pulling away for a solitary moment, a smile played across her face as he looked down at her. Smiling back, he could no longer fight anymore of his temptations. His manly arms wrapped themselves around her petite body, letting their lips touch once more. Completely embraced by him, she let her hands wander around his waist, allowing her arms to hug him tightly. A short time later, she let her hands trail up his back, sending shivers down his spine. Soon enough, she found herself up against the wall of her kitchen, being smothered in kisses. He left trails of butterfly kisses along her neck as he travelled down her, making contact with the lusciously pale skin underneath her blouse, which had already been swiftly unbuttoned halfway by his delicate hands. As he reached her cleavage, he traversed his route back up her, knowing this was teasing her immensely, not taking things further than they were. Meeting her voluptuous lips again, he gently pulled away; completely satisfied that he had given her a full taste of his own medicine.
Staring into his eyes, she bit her lip with anticipation, dreaming of what was to happen next. 'You like?' he asked, his arms still sitting perfectly on her waist.
'Who wouldn't?' she instantaneously replied, bringing him closer to her again, taking control and loving every minute of it. Teasingly kissing him, she led him along the empty hallway, pushing off his jacket and leaving it sprawled on the floor. She kicked off her heels, leaving them in a heap with the rest of her shoe collection which resided beside the front door. Stumbling over the stairs as he pushed her urgently up the stairs, they stopped at the top momentarily, their lips still locked, moving in synchrony with one another. They wandered across the landing, her bedroom soon in his sight, as he allowed her to pull him into the room.
By now, his shirt had been pulled out and half unbuttoned, as the pair headed for her bed. He lifted her up onto the bed, undoing her blouse the rest of the way, revealing her wonderfully curvaceous body, nothing near what he had previously imagined. She fiddled with the rest of the buttons on his shirt, slipping it off his shoulders, sliding it off him onto the floor. He reached round the back of her, tugging away at the zip on the back of her skirt, desperate to remove the garment as quickly as he could. She let a finger trail down his chest, before fingering with his belt. It was enough to turn anyone on, teasing him in such a way she did. Pulling his belt off and throwing it to the floor, she smirked at him knowing this was what they both wanted. Her hands disappeared into the depths of his trousers, as he pushed the skirt off her, leaving only lacy black underwear that fit perfectly around her. Every now and then, he would groan with pleasure, before he was ridden of his trousers. She was straddled by him, lifted up slightly as he undid the clasp on her bra, discarding it onto the messy pile of clothes on the floor beside the bed. Gasping from his hands exploring her upper body, she let him take control. His hands slid down the length of her body, giving her immense pleasure as he fingered with the sides of her knickers. They were soon swiftly removed, his boxers shortly after. He lay his bare self on top of her beautiful, yet fragile body. The warmness from him transferring on to her, causing her to close her eyes with delight. Exploring ever inch of each other, he left trails of kisses down the whole length of her body, before she did the same, leaving him extremely excited inside. Exploring her internally, there wasn't a part of her that he hadn't made contact with. He groaned, savouring the taste of her, ever so sweet. He slid himself into her, beginning to flood her with kisses, letting her taste her own sweet self. Only a quiet moan could be heard from her, as she returned the kisses he gave her. He gradually picked up his speed, thrusting into her more frequently, her voice becoming more hoarse and urgent as he did. Her nails dug into his back as the experience continued and became more intense. She eventually screamed his name in absolute delight as she climaxed. They both knew it was the best sex that either of them had experienced in their lifetime.
A short while later, they lay in each other's arms, completely exhausted but yet still buzzing from the unique experience. The moonlight shone into the bedroom, reflecting off their bodies as they lay entwined together. She had fallen asleep, but he was still awake, smoothly running his fingers through her short curly hair. He held her close to her, protecting her as if she was his own, wanting her to be his own. Before he knew it, he had laid his head beside hers and closed his eyes, falling into a deep slumber.
It was early morning before either of the pair had made any movements whatsoever. Connie stirred, a little cold from the small draught that came from the window. She looked beside herself, watching him as he continued to sleep. She smiled at the thought of last night's events, pulling a white sheet over both of them. He felt her moving, slowly opening his eyes to see her face. A smile emerged from his face, his hand reaching to stroke her cheek softly. She returned the smile, letting herself be embraced by him again, obviously feeling comfortable by his presence. 'Sleep well?' he asked, letting his warmth be absorbed by her.
She leant in, kissing his cheek lightly, before whispering into his ear, 'Absolutely. With thanks to an individual.' She grinned wickedly at him, knowing he knew exactly what she meant.
'With pleasure.' was the reply, giving her a defiant wink.