AUTHOR NOTE: Just a heads up, this is a love scene.
Red Reddington's thumb cupped Elizabeth Keen's knee in an agonizingly slow caress, his fingers ever so gently soothing a searing path over the already sensitive skin.
He kept his eyes on the road they traveled, easing the expensive vehicle along the ever darkening lane.
At one stage, the flimsy material of her dress was eased high up Liz's thigh by warm, confident strokes of the man's questing exploration.
Elizabeth fought her instinct, but felt her legs part involuntarily in response to the touch of those probing fingers.
Red skimmed the silky nylons, finally finding rich, heated flesh just above the thigh-high scalloped lace border.
He rested his hand on the toned area, allowing his fingers to lay quietly for a goodly spell, already feeling the heat emanating from the scented valley he so longed to approach.
They rounded a bend, white cottonwood trees filled with blooms, shown by the powerful beams of the headlights, loomed just ahead.
Elizabeth clutched the door handle for dear life as those thick digits lightly caressed the inside of her leg, refusing to move one inch to the right or left. They stayed stationary, perfectly still.
Red deliberately baited the woman, refusing any further advances, hoping it might increase the pleasure of the moment for her.
He knew the denial was making him climb the fucking walls. His dick already swollen and aching, truth told, for what he knew awaited him.
He withdrew his touch completely, fighting the urge to simply pull the car over under the fast approaching spreading oak tree which graced the lane on which they traveled, and...fuck the woman raw.
Elizabeth had literally gasped at the totally unexpected move on the man's part, the cold air hitting the steamy alcove with his abrupt withdrawal, feeling like a dash of cold water in her face.
Rounding a gentle curve in the road unveiled a sprawling one story home laid out before them, spread out over a rolling acreage.
Sliding the car to a stop, Red pushed from the car, stalking to Elizabeth's door.
"My purse," she hastily grabbed for the bag before literally Red tugged her up and out of the low seat.
Guiding her towards the front of the auto, Red's lips descended with ferocious intensity.
Disoriented, the young woman tried to find her bearings, pushing the intoxicating scent of his cologne aside as best she could with him so intimately pressed against her.
"Alone..." The sensual tone cascaded over her senses. "...At last."
His breath, which held a hint of the sweet wine of which they had partaken earlier in the evening, wafted across her cheek as he nuzzled her lovingly.
Red upped his game, spreading both arms out of the car's door, enclosing the slight body on either side as he leaned, easing even closer to his prey.
Liz eased back, finding support, the slick paint of the car something familiar under her finger tips, finally.
She seized the opportunity, gathering her wits enough to place a gentle palm against his strategic maneuvers.
Red's mouth caught her lips, parting the full pout with practiced expertise, entirely ignoring her feeble attempt to waylay his intentions.
Elizabeth fought back determinedly, breaking the impassioned kiss, replacing it with a more sedate series of gentle, probing ones which traveled his cheek and jaw line until she was able to nuzzle his ear.
Her soft breath heightened Red's awareness of the woman. Every inch of his skin suddenly burned with unadulterated need for her.
He threaded his fingers through her hair, bunching his fist in the silken mass, tugging at the dark strands.
Liz's sharp inhalation of breath for the slightly rough handling, delighted Red. A sudden wave of shivers coursed down the woman's spine.
Red's lips ran over the fragrant skin, just grazing the delicate line of her throat. Catching the lobe of her ear, he pushed aside the sparkling diamond she wore, his teeth provocatively nipping the delicate flesh.
Suckling the base of her neck, Red's tongue flicked the woman's soft skin, offering the slight bruising left behind an undeniably affectionate caress.
Liz's body tried to assimilate the intensity displayed.
Her nipples tightened painfully when Red repeated his assault on the other side of her throat. He could feel the tiny imprints through the soft cotton of his shirt.
Liz hid her flushed cheeks, seeking the sanctuary of the man's neck, breathing in the alluring scent, a heady mix of crisp cologne and fresh, clean male.
The man's response to her was more than interesting. Red's breathing had heightened considerably, his touch not so gentle any longer but boldly inventive as it moved over the plains and curves of her body.
Searching for her mouth yet again, the man met further resistance.
Which he found, he damn well liked.
Her hazy eyes stared back at him, the lust in them heavy. Her tongue flicked against her dark ruby lips, leaving them shimmering softly in the dim moonlight
"Are your lips...down there," He motioned minutely, his gaze holding hers masterfully, "as fucking beautiful as these?" His finger traced the top curve of the luscious mouth possessively.
His tone was raw and edgy.
Liz titled her head slightly, the tip of her tongue flicking the end of the thick appendage, the blue eyes softening for the man.
Red's gaze fell instantly, filling with unbridled lust for her efforts on his behalf.
"You tell me... you've seen them." She reminded boldly.
"Only in fucking shadows!" a situation he planned to rectify immediately, pulling her abruptly upward.
Elizabeth was stunned by the move, but followed docilely along as Red guided her down a dimly lit pathway.
Releasing her hand long enough to open the door, Red hastily guided the woman inside.
Glancing around the darkened rooms, she rubbed her bare arms, not so much out of the chill of the night, but expectation of what was to come.
Closing the door behind them, Red threw the lock with a finality, setting the alarm. Pulling his phone free, he powered it down... tossing it carelessly aside.
Her mouth fell agape as she watched him fling the phone to the table. She stared at the object as if it were an alien thing, the wide eyes transferred to the man in much the same fashion.
She lifted her gaze to his face which transmitted his intentions clearly. She instantly knew what was going to happen, without doubt. Her body responded accordingly, her nipples hardening in anticipation.
Stepping the few feet separating them, Red pushing the woman into a convenient wall, allowing her to feel his ardor. Pulling up on her skirt, his large palm cupped her bottom, dragging her against him, kissing her zealously.
Oh, so this is what Silas meant...Red had never acted like this with her before. She was enjoying the hell out of the man's mood.
Liz tried to remember all the large guard had said, but her mind was completely preoccupied by other matters suddenly.
The electrifying touch of Red's hand sliding down the back of her panties shook the cobwebs free from Liz's mind before she thought to stop his actions.
Shaking off her minimal efforts, Red fully embraced the creamy flesh in a rather territorial fashion, his mellow eyes focused on the woman's pretty face.
"Don't think I don't know what's going on here, Elizbeth." His tone, while almost conversational except for the definite edge behind its velvet timbre, lulled Liz into a false sense of security.
"Well, I should hope you do." She fought to control her tone, but Red's palm burned an imprint on her ass cheek, one that caused her nerves to flutter incandescently.
"Someone, I assume, Silas," Red ventured a guess, "advised you how to react to me on this auspicious occasion."
Liz held her tongue, listening to what the man had to say for she was interested in the point he wished to make.
"While he did not steer you wrong in suggesting I appreciated a challenge," he sought the correct way to phrase it, "what he forgot to mention was, I already found you a titillating challenge."
"Y-You did?" his words astounded her.
"Never once think you need alter one thing about yourself to please me," he murmured roughly. "You had me the minute you said; It's my first day... nothing special about me." he quoted verbatim.
"You are the most desirable, funny, sexy," he smiled warmly, "amazing woman I've ever encountered." his eyes warmed. "You turn me on, just by being."
Liz lifted watery eyes, she inched closer to the man, desperate to feel his touch.
"Quite frankly, I have wanted you so damned badly for quite a while now," he spoke the truth. "I wished..." he trailed off.
Liz searched his face, waiting anxiously to hear what he wished to say.
"So many moments in our life are shrouded in mystery and deceit," he sighed angrily, knowing damn well he was not relating his thoughts correctly.
"I wished were we gifted this moment," he continued, "that it occurred naturally and not because of some outside influence."
Understanding what Red meant to convey, Liz smiled warmly, "While I confess Silas provided useful information," she gave credence where it was due, "I have acted on my own accord all evening." she put his mind at ease.
Red's shoulders eased from their tense perch hearing those words.
"I have needs," Liz confessed quietly, "I hope to explore... and fulfill with you, if you're open to–"
"Yes, of course, I am," Red scowled. "I just needed to know you weren't pressured into–"
"I want this," she crushed herself to his chest, listening to Red's heart, "I want to be with you, I want to make love with you."
Capturing the woman's lips with his own, Red's tongue eased into the warm hollow of Lizzy's mouth... the sensual dance beginning.
His hands searched every curve of the voluptuous form, eager in their exploration. He had planned a slow build-up, a strategically sound advancement worthy of any General down through the Ages, leading a note-worthy charge.
All those carefully conceived thoughts went out the window as he savored the feel of the woman in his arms. All warm and giving and loving.
She was denying him nothing, but he found himself wanting more and more. This was turning into one of the most erotic kisses he had ever participated in. Red's stomach tightened pleasantly, his shaft plumping into hard rigidity of its own accord.
Lifting to her toes, Liz mewled quietly when the hard imprint of Red's shaft pressed against her belly. Wrapping her arms about his broad shoulders, she felt herself submit to the man's passion.
In dire need to feel the woman more intimately, Red broke the kiss, breathing hard against Liz's swollen mouth.
"What about taking this, in there," he looked over his shoulder. "Just you... and me."
Glancing through the darkened rooms, the light from the French doors behind her illuminated the area enough she could make out the impression of a large four-poster bed through the opened doorway he indicated.
"...Yes," she nodded in reply. "Just us..."
Reconnecting with the woman's wanton lips, they blindly stumbled down the darkened corridor, will and sheer determination guiding their journey.
Flicking the switch beside him, a soft light bathed the room as Red kicked at the door, his foot slamming it closed behind them.
Elizabeth's hot breath against his cheek fanned the ever growing need inside his groin. His breathing was already labored and shallow. He didn't give a shit.
Moving further into the room, Red breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the edge of the bed hit his calf muscles. Reaching, he blindly felt for the blankets, tossing it and several throw pillows to the floor.
Lifting the woman in his arm, his shoulder burned like fire... but it didn't match the one growing in his body.
Gasping softly, Liz squirmed slight, grimacing for the man, "Red... you'll open your–"
"Not now, baby." He waylaid her fears. "Work with me here."
Allowing the man to lay her into the lush sheets, she welcomed his weight settling intimately along her more slender form.
Shoving her short dress aside, Red revealed her lace panties and thigh-high stocking to his penetrating gaze.
Deliberately raking his straining zipper against her panty covered slit, Red caught the woman as she tried to move from the incessant overload of sensations... pushing his rigid erection more firmly against the humid seam.
Sliding his hand along her leg, Red lifted the smooth expanse against his side, removing her shoe. Just as he tossed it carelessly aside, Lizzy wrapped her other leg wrap around his back, repeating the process.
Kicking his own free, the expensive leather fell in a loud thud to the floor.
Running his large palm along the zipper of her dress, Red grasped the warm metal in his fingers, tugging the catch to release.
The combined sounds of that metallic purr and Lizzy's soft moan was something out of a sinfully erotic fantasy.
His cock stirred further when Lizzy's little feet rubbed along his thighs, giving him a whetting taste of what was to come.
His warm palm stroked her overly sensitized back inside the fabric of the dress, her lithe body withering under his endeavors. Grasping the shoulder of her dress, he slowly revealed the lovely flesh to his view, the cool air teasing her warm skin as she was bared to him.
As he pulled her dress down to her waist, he arose, pulling his jacket off his broad shoulders, tossing it carelessly aside. It landed on the corner of the bed unnoticed. He rid himself of his tie, his eyes never having left the woman's beautiful form. The shirt dropped from his fingers unto the floor.
Laying back down against her, Red couldn't help but focus on how warm and cushioned her semi bared breasts felt against his chest. The full and taut peaks pushed against the soft hair found there.
His hands joined in her effort to push the skirt down the shapely legs. Liz kicked it off, leaving her in lacy lingerie and stockings only.
Red found the sight erotic as hell. "You are so damned beautiful."
Liz's hands restlessly explored his body, her eyes taking in the stocky build. He had a defined chest covered in a fine mist of blonde hair, somehow heightening his virility. She noticed the tattoos gracing his biceps.
He had situated himself between her legs and she felt open and vulnerable to him.
She could feel his eyes, a soft flush covering her entire form. She instinctively squirmed a bit trying to find neutral ground. In doing so, she inadvertently moved from his vicinity.
He gripped her hips quickly, dragging her back down, closer than she was before.
"You're not going anywhere." he rasped roughly, covering her once again with his body. He pushed her hard into his growing thickness.
She mewled softly as his mouth dominated her own unresisting one. The sound she emitted, echoed in the man's mind like a beautiful aria he once heard sung by Montserrat Caballé .
He slid his hand down her body, his thumbs brushing the side of her breasts and feminine curves.
"Spread your legs for me." he whispered silkily against her neck.
Her clit quivered for the masterful command and the woman instinctively tightened her knees against the indentation of his waist line to stave off the wondrous feelings he evoked inside her body.
"Let me see what's under that little slip of cloth, Elizabeth." he stated directly into her parted mouth, having misunderstood the action.
"Oh, you're so masterful." the woman pushed gently on his injured shoulder as the man winced away from her touch. She used the momentum to continue her attempt to arise.
Seconds later, she had positioned herself astride the man who had followed her lead instinctively, laying back into the mattress.
"Am I hurting you?" she asked breathlessly, looking down into those hypnotic eyes.
"Your definition of 'hurt' probably doesn't coincide with mine." he grunted his derision. His dick pulsed as the woman pushed her mound into his ever growing bulge... making him forget all about his shoulder and leg.
"You will tell me if–"
"Right now, I would give you the codes to the Ballistic Missiles in China if you asked..." he gasped, entranced on the rocking motion of her hips as they brushed against his palms which tightened systematically against the silky flesh.
He watched her movements for a moment, the flame in his eyes deepening. He reached, popping the catch on her bra. The full mounds strained against the now gaping fabric.
Elizabeth placed her hands just so, holding the heavy cups together, her look a seductive one.
"I would give quite a bit to see..." he motioned accordingly to the work of art before him, "I mean, if you are strapped for cash or–"
The witty retort turned to ashes in his mouth as Liz gripped the straps, slowly easing the lace down her arms, watching Red's reaction as she bared herself to him.
One simple look, and her breasts swelled and tightened under his lascivious gaze.
She didn't think she had ever felt this beautiful... this empowered before, in her entire life.
The man stared openly, completely captivated by her gorgeous breasts.
"My God," his head shook minutely, the man unable to take his eyes off the woman. Nor could he prevent himself from touching the supple curve of her alabaster breast.
"You are like a Grecian Goddess." he nuzzled the full mound, his lips teasing the tight peak tentatively. He wrapped lips and tongue hungrily around the rosy tip of her breast.
The puckered flesh felt amazing under his tongue's languid strokes. He suckled her and the woman pressed closer, filling his mouth with the succulent flesh. The sounds she was making... lustful, arousing, passionate sounds, enchanted the man.
He never thought he would be privileged to hear his name being said like that.
Lizzy liked her nipples suckled. Which was fantastic, because he loved them in his mouth. She tasted so sweet, smelled so fresh. Her skin was like silk under his roughened tongue.
He could stand the tension no longer, artfully dislodging the young woman, delegating her to a position he preferred for the moment.
Running a hand up her spine and palming her tiny ass, he rolled her beneath him.
Kissing his way down the woman's torso, Red placed a small kiss directly over her belly button, his tongue flicking once into the tiny indentation. The man used the subterfuge to divert attention as his fingers caught the edge of the lacy strap of panties.
He eased the fabric down the shapely hips, slightly amused as the woman lifted to helpfully assist in their removal. He kissed a path down her legs, following the route taken until he flicked the offending clothing off her ankles.
Red's eyes ran the length of the thigh high nylons meeting her naked thighs, his finger running beneath one lacy edge.
"These are amazingly sensual, but..." his eyes sought hers, "I want to feel you."
Liz lifted her own hand, stroking his erection boldly through the cloth of his slacks. "And this is very... evocative," she lifted a sensual stare, "but I want to feel... you." she countered.
A slow smile spread across the man's face. "You do, huh?" He was more than pleased, catching her thigh highs with deft fingers, pulling them agonizingly slow from her shapely legs.
Reaching between them, Red pulled the leather belt, watching the woman as the latch clinked lightly to signify the completion of the act.
Liz's brow puckered, her breathing increasing at the sound... the implication of which, heightened her excitement and quite frankly, his.
This wasn't playing out exactly how he planned it. There wasn't romantic music, flowers or candle light.
But damn, they were both so ready.
He was so fucking hard he could drive nails with is cock. And she so wet, he could feel it through his slacks.
He needed to fuck her so badly.
To claim what was rightfully his.
Red ripped the belt from its loops, snarling harshly when he could not get the button on his pants undone quickly enough. For the first time in as long as he could remember, his fingers would not cooperate.
He finally released the damned thing, shoving at his pant waist, dropping them around his thighs simultaneously reaching into the night stand, fumbling in the drawer.
A growl worked its way out of his throat, as he hung his head in open dejection.
At the sound of pure frustration, Liz asked the proverbial question.
"What's wrong?" she looked from the man to his dilemma.
"I've never brought anyone here..." he rasped the confession. "I didn't bring anything." he gritted through his teeth.
He had forgotten in his eagerness to get between her beautiful thighs... he never had female companionship in residence and hadn't thought to stop by a store to gather supplies.
And now, it was biting him in the fucking ass!
She pushed at his chest, scrambling up.
"Son of a fucking bitch!" the man snarled angrily at his own fucking stupidity, falling face first into the pillow, growling his aggravation.
"I have some!" Liz turned over quickly, bending face down over the side of the bed, her pert bottom, raising in the air.
"What?" Red raised his head out of the pillow, finding that gorgeous ass waving around, showing him her assets in all her glory.
"God damn..." The man's mouth fell agape at the succulent sight. His nerve endings suddenly alive and straining.
"I brought some with me," Liz leaned into her forearms. "Because I did want and expect... hoped this would happen."
Snatching her purse off the floor, she spilled the contents on the bed up by their pillows.
Red stared raptly at the couple dozen condoms laying scattered haphazardly on the sheets, and then to the totally nude woman who was carefully placing her purse on the opposite night stand, her back still turned.
"Lizzy, I fucking love you."
She giggled at the proclamation, totally missing Red's face as he realized what he'd just said... out loud.
The woman moaned as she felt the man's warmth encompass her, his chest brushing against her back as his hand cupped her breast. She closed her eyes when his calloused fingers pulled at her nipple and his hardened length pressed into her backside.
He grunted shakily, his hand petting her soft skin, his fingers dancing between her ass cheeks teasingly.
She jerked at the contact, raising her bottom higher, directing his fingers touch her swollen lips.
Pushing at his boxers, the man's erection bobbed heavily in the warm air. Cradling the hard width, he delicately brushed her ass cheeks with his blunt crown, teasing her methodically.
Her breathing accelerated.
Laying along the curvature of her back, Red braced an arm beside them, supporting them both as the other enfolded her small waist.
His muscled thigh moved her legs farther apart, spreading her slowly.
Allowing his erection to slide along Elizabeth's sodden folds, Red groaned as the soft damp muff raked across his sensitive flesh, making the crown glisten with its own moisture.
He rubbed the head several passes over the steamy little hole he so coveted.
"I have waited forever to give this to you." his voice was low and deep, stirring the embers of desire relentlessly.
The woman felt the chill of his withdrawal and his movement off the bed, her mind screaming in denial.
"But I did not envision making love to you the first time without seeing every nuance on your lovely face," his voice dropped even lower, "...turn and face me."
Elizabeth slowly turned, her movements halting all together as she watched the man undress fully. She was enthralled by the slow deliberate movements he exhibited.
She reached, grazing her fingertips against the soft pelt of hair tapering off into his light pubic hair framing his heavy thickness.
The sight was arousing as hell.
Not only was he big. Larger than she was used to, in length and width. The impressive erection weighed down, instead of upwards towards his belly like the men she had been with.
He groaned brokenly, pushing into the woman's touch as she grasped his warm flesh in her tiny hand.
His skin was so soft, hot... and hard. She shook with anticipation, wondering how the heavy rigidness would feel dragging in and out of her body.
Her excitement soared as she glanced down at his cock head shimmering with arousal. The sight of Red running a thumb around the engorged crown, made her thighs quiver.
His thumb didn't even begin to cover half the throbbing bulb. Her core tightened eagerly, desperately wanting to feel the hard width spread her open.
"Lay the fuck down..." he instructed tightly and at her compliance, his eyes raked her young ripe body possessively. "Show me what I want."
Too turned on to play the part of the modest maiden at this point, Liz slowly complied. Opening her legs, she watched the man's face religiously... gratified to find him staring hungrily down at her.
"Give me that fucking thing." he pointed to the condoms laying scattered beside her.
Plucking one off the bed, Liz eagerly handed him the needed item.
Tearing at the package, she eagerly watched Red expertly roll the condom over his hard length and it mold tightly to his impressive size.
There was no awkward fumbling or hesitation on his part. She on the other hand, felt her anxiety ratchet up a notch or two.
"I need you so fucking badly." His voice thrilled her no end as did his brooding stare.
"Do you want to make love with me?" he asked tightly, needing to know without doubt, this was what she wanted. Because he was damn well craving it.
"How can you doubt that?" she was appalled. She needed him to fuck her so badly, she was having issue controlling the chaos swirling in her head.
He stepped once, his weight indenting the bed. She felt his warmth engulf her as his body blanketed her now cool flesh.
Laying his erection along her folds, he pressed against her clit, stroking the throbbing flesh. The pleasurable torment was too much for her to assimilate.
Her stomach dipped pleasurably, the high more intense than any thrill she'd experienced before. Each jolt of adrenaline thrummed deliciously in her sex, leaving her feeling swollen and tingling in anticipation of his entrance.
Grasping the underside of her knee, she spread herself for his intrusion as his teased her sex and brushed her thighs.
Dropping his gaze, Red watched the hypnotic sight of his shaft being embraced between Lizzy's tight, slick folds.
Though he couldn't feel her as he wished, the sight of the condom, stretched tightly around his erection was enough to stimulate his psyche to new heights.
The visual itself, a reminder he was a breath away from being intimately coupled with Elizabeth Keen.
A connection he had often dreamed of building.
Leaning slightly, he took his cock in his hand, placing the sensitive head directly against the giving lips of the healthy pink pussy which beckoned him forward. Pushing gently, he breached the incredibly tight opening.
The man issued a heartfelt groan of appreciation as her body caught the large bulb and grasped the tip in her heat. Sliding the large crown further, he sunk another inch into the molten depths.
Dropping his mouth to her breast, Red suckled the woman's taut nipples as he continued slowly penetrating her.
Gasping her joy, Liz eyes closed in ecstasy as she cried out piteously.
Stopping in his tracks, Red studied her face, his eyes full of concern.
"If you stop now, I will finish the job myself." her expression did not bode well.
"I would pay to see that," Red's mouth quirked slightly. "but not tonight... tonight, I finish what I start." he pushed slightly, the quivering tunnel pulling his senses into its succulent depths.
Red's eyes fluttered shut as her body quivered around him, drawing on the rounded head... pleading for more.
Curling her fingers into the man's shoulders, Liz exhaled shakily as Red's erection spread her open. The exhilarating pressure grew the further he slid into her warmth, opening her slowly to his very welcomed invasion.
Oh, God.
They were really doing this. They were actually making love.
Concentrating on the man's hardness and thickness of his cock, she couldn't believe her luck. The feel of his crown spreading her wide and taking possession of her... felt unbelievably fantastic.
Releasing a shaky breath, Red pushed against the tight hold. The woman grasped him tight, feverishly kissing him the more he ventured forward.
"Jesus..." he groaned against the woman's soft mouth.
He was going to savor every damned minute of this, he didn't care how long it fucking took.
It was an overwhelming emotion literally feeling her body giving into his... allowing him to take control of her. One that left him feeling powerful and possessive as shit.
Even wrapped in the thin sheath, the man had never felt anything so wonderful in his life.
He was going to mount her every fucking chance he could, knowing it was a feeling that would never fade.
"This feels phenomenal, baby." Red praised the woman lavishly, watching his shaft sink deeper into her welcoming body.
Cupping her face with his hands, he brushed his thumbs against her cheeks, watching her expressions as he entered her body inch by inch, damned glad he had turned the lights on.
It was safe to say, Liz was enjoying this as much as he fucking was. He couldn't recall the last time he had been with someone so wholly invested in the act they now preformed.
"God, baby. Open for me, please." He pleaded as she opened her legs wider for him, "Yes...like that." he moaned as his shaft slid further inside. "Oh, shit..." he cursed vehemently. "Shit..."
The further his mushroomed head spread her, the more she moaned her delight, releasing the sweetest sound he'd ever heard from a woman.
He had missed this, so fucking much.
"Does my cock feel good, baby?" he actually needed the confirmation in this instance.
"Y-Yes..." she moaned breathlessly, her body rippling around him as it tried to accommodate his girth. "Oh, yes..."
"Fuck... you're so damned tight." he growled his satisfaction, giving one last push into her body. He strained further, rubbing her clit with his pelvis, snarling as the cushioned walls of her pussy contracted spasmodically, squeezing him tightly in the wet heat in response to his tease.
The realization hit Red head on.
His cock was deep inside Lizzy. He was making love to Lizzy.
Liz tilted her hips, driving him deeper. She could not wait for the large organ to begin the ancient rhythms of lovemaking.
God, this was perfect. Better than she had ever imagined. The connection between them was heated and growing in intensity. The way she was feeling, this interlude would be over long before either of them expected.
Kissing her softly, Red watched her face as he drew back slowly, dragging along her swollen clit. The woman's blue eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling in his arms.
Liz's face glowed with the ecstasy she was experiencing. Red's heart rate increased along with the hardness of his erection.
"I like what I'm doing to you." he cocked his head, watching the proceedings unfold.
Liz wrapped her legs around his back, hooking her feet together, rolling her hips towards him on his downstroke.
"Lizzy..." he gasped, tightening his ass cheeks, increasing the speed of his strokes, bumping his thighs against her silky ones.
Her soft moans and the steady rhythm of their flesh meeting filled the room. Red's primal grunts equaled, if not surpassed Liz's melodious sighs.
"D-Deeper." she breathed the request tremulously.
Pressing his mouth to hers, Red languidly tongued her mouth open. Her whimpering cries of delight vibrated along his tongue as he increased his depth.
"That feels so good..." he rasped the realization.
The small hands brazenly cupped Red's ass, squeezing the tight muscle in time with his thrusts.
The woman's touch silently encouraged him. Red wrapped an arm behind her knee, pulling it up beside his shoulder, as he dragged his pelvis across her clit repeatedly.
"Oh fuck..." her stomach knotted deliciously.
There was no longer any need for words.
As their arousal increased, the primitive sound of the wet slide of Red's thick hard shaft filled the woman's ears. Liz's impatience grew, as she felt her need increase.
The man changed his angle slightly, bring her closer to the edge of completion.
Drawing her swollen nipples into his mouth, he suckled her feverishly as the woman lovingly stroked his head, holding him to his excruciatingly pleasurable past time.
Grasping her hand, Red thread his fingers through hers as sharp spikes of gratification tore through his body... thoroughly enjoying the woman's feeble cries of surrender.
"F-Faster." she begged, her kiss deepening, the pouty mouth drawing him into a world of sensual delights . "F-Fuck... me."
"Is that what my baby needs?" he crooned softly against her lips. "Because that sure is hell what I want."
Elizabeth fought for breath, the emotional onslaught the man caused wrecking havoc with her equilibrium.
His hand fell heavily to the bed, landing on hers. He gripped her fingers to steady himself.
Tightening his fingers with the more slender ones, he cupped her ass with his free hand, drawing her up into his quickened thrusts, feeling his own orgasm nearing. Her long drawn out breathy moan shivered along the man's nerve endings, rippling into the very tip of his cock.
Damn... he loved that sound.
Soft sound of Elizabeth's distress and passion escalated with each passing second. Reacting involuntarily to the feminine whimpers, Red wished desperately to give the relief she craved.
"Fuck, baby... he panted shakily as the woman's thighs trembled violently around him, "fucking come, baby."
"Oh...God!" Liz's body arched with the intensity of her release. Curling her fingers tightly around his, she tensed... her pussy fluttering wildly.
Even through the condom, Red felt a hot splash of wet warmth encompassing his cock before his powerful thrust pushed it from her body, wetting his thighs in the thick cream.
"Holy shit..." he snarled gruffly, enthralled completely by the sight of the beautiful body surrendering itself to the powerful rapture of her orgasm.
"That feels so fucking good." he gritted as his shaft was massaged by the gratifying waves of her climax. "Don't stop, baby."
Sitting back on his haunches, Red grasped her hips, thrusting his pelvis. Driving his drenched shaft into her willing body, he watched the gentle bounce of her breasts... the sight pushing him over the top.
"Fuck baby," his voice shook unsteadily, a raspy hoarse declaration escaped his lips... "Fuck, I'm gonna come."
Working on instinct the man dropped his fingers against her clit, massaging the peak of her sex as the woman bounced hard and fast off his driving thrusts.
It took only seconds before the woman once again surrendered to his baser needs, her ragged cries melding with his own.
Immersing himself in the turbulent euphoria, Red's usual self confident composure shattered.
"Fuck..." a throaty growl issued from his parched throat as his cum exploded into the condom, the friction of his thrusts eased slightly by the hot cream.
Slowing his rhythm, Red basked in the incredible high, languidly devouring Lizzy's mouth. He felt her arms come about his neckline, as she weakly returned his affection.
Finishing the kiss to his satisfaction, Red searched her baby blue eyes, holding the mellow stare.
His lips parted in a soft grin, which widened into a throaty chuckle. "Look what we just did..."
The lovely full lips pulled into a reluctant but indulgent smile for his mood.
Neither wanting to break the spell as yet, cuddled close. Liz nuzzled the crook of Red's neck, reveling in the masculinity encompassing her protectively.
Closing his eyes, Red savored the contact, returning Lizzy's embrace. Finally sensing his erection wane, he shifted slowly only to be stopped by the pressure of her thighs holding him stationary.
"No.." she muttered, cuddling closer to him.
Smiling affectionately, Red's mouth grazed hers seductively as he reached between their still intertwined bodies, grasping the top of the condom.
Giving the woman a smoldering and lingering kiss, Red gingerly slid free of Elizabeth's heat... both groaning their despair.
Watching Red slide the loaded condom free, just for a split second...Liz wondered what it would be like to be with the man protection free. To feel that hard, hot shaft moving freely inside her. She flushed slightly.
The man chuckled lowly. "What's that for?" he teased, shifting his body more comfortably against her soft body.
She smiled, shaking her head. "You don't have to know everything, Red Reddington." she scolded.
Nodding agreeably, Red eyes dropped to her bared breasts. Reaching, he cupped the full orb, testing its weight and how warm it felt in his palm.
For some long moments, the man explored the gorgeous curves of Elizabeth's body. Nothing was safe from his touch.
Trailing a tender finger around the slope of her breast, he followed an invisible line down her hip and belly. He smiled when the woman giggled softly as he rimmed her belly button before stealing her breath away when he thread his fingers through the dark hair at her apex.
The dark, damp curls were so fucking soft... he wished he could feel them as he moved inside her body.
That was soon on the horizon...
"Well. I know one thing," he muttered, "laying here next you, my rocket boosters have reactivated."
He lifted a somber gaze. "If you're agreeable, we can resume docking procedures anytime in the near future."
She giggled retroactively, her mood suddenly high. "I can't believe that turned me on." the man chuckled his amusement into her neckline, nuzzling the soft skin.
Wrapping his arm about Elizabeth's small waist, Red shifted artfully... depositing the woman securely across his muscular thighs.
Not having expected the move, Liz squeaked her surprise. Offering the man a scolding look, she tsked for the man's smug expression and mischievous eyes.
"I thought, on this outing..." he held his smile with difficulty, "you could do most of the work."
His gaze heated as he raked her lovely breasts, his hands cupping the heavy mounds, experimentally altering the movement of his thumbs rubbing the tiny peaks of her nipples.
"I'm easy, so it shouldn't be too difficult a task." his eyes lifted slowly to hers, the dark gaze penetrating.
Settling herself along his erection, Liz artfully rolled her hips, slicking the stiff shaft. She offered a wicked smile when the man beneath her hissed and grasped her hips, stopping her movement.
"...And if I don't want to?" she flirted openly
"Humor me." his finger lightly traced the outline of her clit. The confident stare took her breath away.
"Do you always get your way?" she was curious.
"I don't know," his thumb joined his fingers in their sensual dance over her overly sensitive flesh, "do I?"
Out of nowhere, he produced a condom, waiting patiently for her decision.
Rolling her eyes, Liz took the protection, her pouty lips parting his smirking ones.
Giving himself over to the churning emotions Lizzy could evoke, Red had a sinking feeling he had won the battle, true... but he just might just lose the fucking war.
The feeling became more prevalent as he watched Liz slowly unroll the condom over his turgid dick.