"Kissing knuckles"

Chapter 22

A/N: M-rating for this chapter (finally). Please review!

She was surrounded by him. It was heaven. Being with him – like this – both gave her such great comfort and made her surging blood run wildly through her body. Right now, the thought of renouncing this relationship for whatever reason was unimaginable. Would she have really managed to send him away hadn't he laid his feelings bare? By god, now she really wouldn't have the strength anymore.

She needed to be with him and all the other marginalities didn't matter. Questions like, would they last? She didn't care. Did he feel for her as profoundly as she did for him? It didn't matter. Would he be proud to introduce him as his girlfriend to whomever they met? Whatever.

She needed his touch. She needed his body pressed to hers. She needed his mouth and fingers all over her. She needed his breathless voice in her ear and the hot air of his groan-troubled exhales on her auricle.

The urgency of the act was very evident in their every move. Cora hooked her fingers under the waistband of Robert's trousers and pulled him closer. Her other arm snaked around his neck in an attempt to kiss him even deeper. The heat of his body was so very intense above her.

"Robert," she breathed into the non-existing gap between them when she broke the kiss for a second to catch her breath.

"This is what you want, right?" he confirmed as he pressed his cheek to hers and nibbled at her outer ear. Cora nodded dazedly. "Because you have to tell me now to stop or I won't be able," he explained.

"Oh, so you could stop now?" she teased in a voiceless chuckle.

Robert groaned as she grabbed his butt through his jeans.

"You're. making. it. very. hard," he brought out through gritted teeth. His hands pushed into the cushions of the couch next to her upper body, trying to lift himself and show he could stop the whole thing if she wanted.

"Right. But come back now." She gripped his biceps and tried pulling him down again. Their lips clashed and Cora sucked his bottom lip between her teeth. The growl that bubbled in Robert's throat as a result sent tingles down her chest and back.

Robert's left palm came to rest on her waist before it slowly travelled up her body. As it reached her chest, Robert started massaging her breast through the fabric of her dress and bra. A dissatisfied groan left Cora's lips because there were definitely too many layers separating them and their pleasure. Her own hands sought the hem of her dress and tried pulling it up. But it wasn't so easy with her being pressed between the couch and Robert. She tore her lips from his.

"Ugh, help me get this off me!" she muttered into their proximity as Robert still tried chasing her lips. He looked down at her, his own lips delightfully pink and swollen. His disorientated eyes showed he still attempted to make sense of her words. Cora pulled at her dress again demonstratively and saw understanding light up Robert's face.

"Oh, sure!" And then he made a good job at undressing them. Though the clothes landed unceremoniously in heaps on the carpet, Cora always enjoyed how softly his fingers brushed her skin when he peeled whatever garment from her body. As the fabric was flying through the air behind him, his fingers already pressed fondlingly into her hips. His eyes were dark from his pupils blown by the desire for her. A sight that made her insides go mushy. And then Robert stood and took a step away from the couch to discard his clothes as well. Oh, and how Cora enjoyed watching him undress! The way his arms flexed when he pulled the shirt over his head. The way his hair reappeared quite dishevelled. The way he sucked in his belly to open the buckle of his belt and let his trousers forcefully fall to the ground. It was a show she enjoyed.

And then, he was on her again. Now, skin touched skin, and Cora emitted a sigh of relief. Robert's arms wound around her body, searching for the clasp of her cream-coloured bra. His nimble fingers worked expertly on the clasp and the piece of lace was off Cora's body in no time.

I'd say the cream one. I think I can handle the clasp much better.

The memory popped up in Cora's mind without warning. Robert had helped her choose the bra when she bought it. She nearly forgot it and certainly didn't think about it when she had put it on this morning. The thought that she carried Robert around even more than she had been aware of, now tugged at her heart. But his touch distracted her instantly.

His hand was cupping her breast again; this time she felt his skin directly on her. He fondled her soft skin and after a moment he flicked his finger over her nipple, eliciting a moan from her. Cora looped her arms around his waist and pressed her hands to his backside to pull him closer. She tried grinding her hips against his because her patience really began wearing off. Her lips worked fervently against his again. To emphasise her need she slipped her tongue into his mouth and explored it devouringly while also winding her right leg around his hip and locking him tightly to hers.

"Oh, Robert." A sudden bout of heat rushed through her when she felt his hardness pulsating against her through nothing but their undergarments. Her warm breath hit his cheek and the corner of his mouth as Cora broke the kiss and tried to swallow the deep moan that grew in her when she felt his arousal so distinctively between her legs.

Robert latched his lips onto the upper round of Cora's boob, and she was sure he would leave marks. While he seemed to attempt to sate his hunger for her on her chest, his hands explored her body as if this was his only chance to map her curves for one last time. Cora's nails raked over his broad back and a groan of impatience accompanied her restless fingers bruising his skin. Robert's ministrations put Cora's body into the most aroused eagerness. She couldn't understand how he was able to restrain himself for so long.

"Mhm," he hummed into her bosom as he planted pecks and licks taking turns from one boob to the other. "You taste so good," he said but it was more a raspy growl.

"Okay, she breathed and pulled his head up by grasping his hair in both her fists. "But I need you now. We've waited long enough."

Robert looked at her with dark eyes, and his gaze was so intense, she could basically watch his lust grow before he lunged for her lips and engaged her in a feverish kiss once again. His tongue was in her mouth in a matter of seconds, and their lips and teeth and tongues fought for the strongest demonstration of passion. Cora's arms were locked around his neck and her fingers played with his hair.

When Robert's hands descended to her hips and tugged at her panties, Cora eagerly lifted her hips. A bit less elegantly, Robert rid himself of his boxers. They still snogged deliriously; their lips wet, their tongues restless. Robert slid his hand between Cora's legs and the pad of his thumb traced her also wet lips down there. Cora whimpered into his mouth. Cora's hands seized their movement in his hair as he covered his fingers in her slickness and pulled all the long-missed sensations from her the way he brushed over her womanhood. Cora really had to hold back not to buck wantonly into his hand and satisfy her needs by grinding herself against the heel of his hand. When she pressed her teeth into his bottom lip instead, he growled into her mouth and uttered a partly affected and partly upset, "Cora!"

"I need you now, Robert. Now!" Her voice was a needy whine but her fogged mind couldn't reflect on that at the moment.

Robert's fingertips toyed with her entrance before he positioned his erect penis there. With flushed cheeks, Cora watched him how he was transfixed by their intimacy down there and covered himself as well as possible in her slick wetness. Cora's eyes rolled back when he trailed his member along her slit and nudged her clit for a second.

"Rob–" she called but then she already felt him prominently at her entrance again and her eyes snapped open. She sought his eye contact and nodded vigorously.

Finally, Robert pushed into her and a simultaneous groan mixed in the hot air between them. Robert planted his lips on hers once he was buried in her and she got used to accommodating him. Cora felt a sense of relief as she was filled by him. It was unimaginable how much this had been missing in her life. She shouldn't be so dependent on the physicality with Robert, but there was no helping it, she was convinced now. She did depend on Robert, and she did depend on sex with Robert. Especially now.

Robert's mouth on hers was unmoving until he turned his head to the side and sighed hot into her ear. "Oh, fuck." A groan rumbled in his chest. "I won't last long," he brought out through gritted teeth, "and we haven't even started yet."

"It's alright," she spoke softly while she tried to relax around him. Her hand caressed his back in a comforting rhythm. "It's no wonder today. But we have enough time left to make up for any quick finish, right?" she more asked than assured him. She always tried avoiding the reference to the future, she tried to forego the 'forever', she didn't want to get her hopes up.

"Oh, most definitely! I plan on doing that every chance I get," Robert said and he pushed himself up enough to look at her face. His blue eyes swept over her face as she grinned happily.

"Good. Now go," she demanded and snaked her arm around his body to pinch his butt cheek. He pulled back slightly, his member leaving her a few inches. But Robert didn't need to be told twice and set a comfortable rhythm that soon had them panting and moaning heavily. Cora tried matching his strokes and was quickly too affected to take in anything but him and the tingling sensation of his hands on her skin. Robert's hips pumped sharply. Cora felt his increasing perspiration beneath her palms on his shoulders and neck.

"God, Cora!" he called. "I'll never again go so long without it." Another warmth blossomed in her chest, and she hoped 'it' also meant her. But she was quite hopeful it did.

She mewled lewdly when his pubic bone brushed her sensitive knob repeatedly with his strokes.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she called out and threw her head back. His movements got faster and with increasingly low groans, his hips began jerking erratically.

"I'm too close, Cor. I… I'm coming!" Cora locked her ankles behind his bottom and let him ride her through bliss. He pulsated and finished. Cora's hand fell between her legs and their bodies and circled her stimulated clit until she suddenly called out her release into Robert's ear. The last spasms rocked their bodies before they limply moulded into each other on the couch.

A sheath of perspiration covered them as they tangled more complementing each other and soaked in the other's presence. The ultimate serenity was finally reached after they had been restless and without any peace of their souls for the last time.

Robert's hand wandered lazily through Cora's mess of hair. Cora stroked his back with featherlight brushes of her fingertips.

"So, am I your girlfriend now?" she slurred.

Robert's head shot up and he looked at her with wide eyes. Cora's heart plummeted frightened in her chest before Robert set to speak. "Would you?" he asked incredulously. His perplexed look now made her chuckle.

"It's not obvious to you, you idiot?" her voice was warm and soft despite her words. She took his chin between her index and thumb. "I haven't been asked yet. Not properly. Do you know how to do that?"

Robert nodded and cleared his throat. "Would you…? Cora, would you like to be my girlfriend? Because I would like that very much."

Cora couldn't help the grin spreading on her face. She cupped his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Yes!" she nodded. "And I'm very relieved you like that too," she sighed. It should sound like a joke to tease him, but really, Cora felt so relieved, she had to hug him and turn away so that he wouldn't see her glassy eyes.