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WARNING: this chapter is pure SMUT. So if you don't like that, please skip this chapter. The next one will be for you.
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"We have every right to create our own destiny, but none to interfere in someone else's." Martin Rubin. ;)
She cast a smiling glance at his bed and he chuckled.
"Of course what a stupid question."
Chris leaned against the dresser and looked teasingly at him. He closed the distance, still leaving a few inches between their bodies. They stared at each other, each daring the other to make the first move. A slow smile crept on Chris' lips as she finally grabbed his t-shirt as pulled it out of his jeans. Her fingers deftly moved up his abs and he quickly discarded his top, throwing to the flour. His hands cradled her face and he placed a soft kiss on her mouth, his lips slowly trailing to her jaw raining open mouth kisses. She pressed against his body pushing her forehead against his shoulder and breathing him in. She felt the blood rush into her veins as her fingers tangled into his hair, pressing his mouth harder against her. Just his nearness was making her heart pump faster and she felt a little lightheaded.
He tenderly nipped and nibbled at the soft skin beneath her ear and his hot breath gave her goosebumps. Her breathing hitched when his lips closed on her earlobe. She pressed her body harder against his needing more friction. His hands cradled her face as he lifted his head to look at her. He tenderly caressed her jaw with his thumbs and she opened her eyes. He took her in as she looked up him with her warm eyes and the usual rush of feeling was overwhelming him. Slowly he bent his head his lips barely grazed hers, tantalizing her with his almost there kisses.
She moaned at his teasing and when she couldn't take it anymore she grabbed his head and she sucked at his lower lip. With their kisses growing more passionate, his body pressed her harder on the dresser trapping her against it. She groaned at his action and playfully bit his invading tongue. Her hands ran down his back, closing over his buttocks as he was grinding against her.
"The clothes need to go." She managed between kisses and he groaned in approval.
She felt him unbutton her jeans and she quickly kicked away her shoes as he pushed her pants down her legs. In an instant, she was left with only her t-shirt and underwear. Street unfastened his mouth from her sweet skin and quickly discarded his clothes and shoes. When he faced her again, she had removed her shirt and she resolutely pushed him on the bed, letting herself fall next to him. He turned to her, one leg sliding between hers and his hand caressing her cheek when he went for another searing kiss.
His mouth trailed down her neck, he unhooked her bra in one swift motion and Chris threw it away. She grabbed his face to bring his lips back to hers and kissed him thoroughly with all the passion she felt. After a heated moment, she resolutely pushed him on his back and straddled him. Their mouths were still fused, one hungry kiss following the next. When she went up for air, she straightened up above him. Slowly she shimmied out of her panties, taking her time as his eyes were glued on her every move. His breath hitched in his throat and he felt the urge to touch her. His hand went to her throat reverently and slowly moved down her body, his fingers trailing between the valley of her breast and teasing her navel. He sat up to draw his arms around her, bringing their upper bodies together. She cradled his face and licked his lips. He couldn't help the sharp intake of breath and it brought a mischievous grin to her lips.
"I take the lead today and you're overdressed."
He chuckled when she pushed him down and his head hit the pillows. He loved it when she was bossy and so self-assured. Her fingers went to his boxer briefs and he lifted his buttocks to help get rid of them. Soon they joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. She placed both her hands on his thighs as if to prevent him from moving away from her. His cock was already at half-mast after her caresses and she grinned. He watched as she licked the palm of her hand, covering it with her spit. Slowly she moved forward on him and rested between his thighs. She traced his cock with one teasing finger and his involuntary twitch brought a wide grin on her face. She licked her lips very slowly as she bent over him. She took him in her hand and started a slow caress. Her mouth was teasing against his cock, taking the head playfully between her lips before releasing it with a pop and starting over again. He closed his eyes to regain a semblance of control, however pointless that was. Resisting Chris was like trying to scoop water with a sieve, a lost battle of wills at least as far as he was concerned. He felt her shift on the bed and he peeked to see what she was up to. When suddenly his phone started ringing, he didn't fully register it at first. He grabbed it and looked incredulously at the name displayed on the screen.
"It's Luca." He furrowed his brows when he looked up at her.
"Better pick up then. We don't want him to wonder why you're ignoring his call." Her hand trailed down his thigh and he shuddered as he answered the call. He warily took in the mischievous glint in her gaze and hoped the phone call would be a short one.
"Hey Luca." He managed to sound almost normal given the circumstances.
"I wanted to check on you." His friend said with a small chortle. "I'm sorry I left you so abruptly. Is Chris close by?"
"Not right now." He tried to say sending her a warning glance, but the last word came out in a half squeal as her hand closed around him once more. She naughtily squeezed him exactly how she knew he liked it. He straightened trying to stop her hand from further ministrations. Knowing Her teasing nature he feared the worst. When he saw her bend over his cock and take him once more into her hot mouth, he knew he would need all his control. He fell back on the pillows and bit his lower lip to prevent a low moan to escape his lips.
"Damn she really seemed angry at me for leaving." Luca continued and Street wondered how long he would able to pay attention to his friend's monologue when her tongue was gently sliding against his shaft. "The situation here is not bad as Melissa told me on the phone, but we're still waiting for the plumber. The damage is not too serious but we might need some repairs, maybe I could ask Chris if her uncle would be interested… you know to sweeten the whole situation about me leaving… I hope she is not too hard on you."
Hard was exactly the word in Street's mind and he slowly exhaled. Luca was still babbling and he had stopped paying attention when her hand had grabbed the base of his cock and her mouth resumed her slow up and down motion over him. Her hand was pumping him with just the right pressure and he arched his body to give her better access. Instinctively his hand went to her head and caressed her hair. She sped up her rhythm, gradually taking more of him at each descent until he hit the back of her throat and she kept him there for a moment before moving back up and sucking again at the head with renewed fervor.
"Street? You're still there?" He vaguely heard Luca over the phone and managed a weak grunt. "Well just tell Chris again how sorry I am. Don't hesitate to call me if you need anything, it's the least I can do."
"Yeah bye." He cut the call short and threw the phone back on the nightstand. "Holy crap Chris."
Her hot mouth finally released him and she laughed. She so loved to press his buttons but he never disappointed.
"Not bad. You barely squealed. That deserves a proper reward."
She bent her head and took again the tip in her hot mouth. She gently sucked the head, hollowing her cheeks as she moved over him. A sharp intake of breath rewarded her. She took him into her hand while her tongue circled him, lovingly dipping into the slit at the top and kissing the tip. She glanced at his face and saw his closed eyes and his half-opened mouth and she increased the tempo of her ministrations. A strong lick at the sides, an increasingly stronger suction on the top and she felt his body tighten in anticipation. Her other hand moved from his thigh to his belly and she moved her fingers in a circular motion. She started pumping him slowly, her thumb caressing the underside of his cock while her other fingers were gently dancing over the shaft in feather light movements. Street forced himself to breathe slowly as she was pushing him to the edge.
When she sucked him into her mouth more forcefully, he sighed and his body tensed once more. He couldn't help thrusting slowly in rhythm with her, his breathing becoming more labored. She moved her hand lower, encircling him with thumb and major and squeezing him. She greedily lapped at the few drops of precum that appeared at his slit. She then released his cock and turned her attention to his testicles. She rolled his balls between her fingers, lightly caressing the sack before pushing her face between his thighs. She licked him with the tip of her tongue before taking one into her mouth and softly sucking on it, running her tongue on the soft skin. She repeated the motion with the other one. Slowly she grabbed his shaft again and licked her way up and down his cock, sucking his balls every time she went down, circling the mushroom head each time she went up. Her hand squeezed the base of his hardness as she finally decided to concentrate again on sucking the head with a rotating motion. She was playing him like a fine instrument and he was glad they both had good stamina.
She pressed her thighs together to alleviate the tension there. She was getting wetter by the minute but she was reluctant to stop her sweet torture. Her hand was gentle but she felt how hard he had to fight to stay in check and let her lead the dance. His brow was furrowed and his breathing was ragged. She loved his small moans and groans every time she increased the pressure of her caresses, she loved the suction and licking sounds she did every time took and released him from her hot mouth. She loved the mess they created together when they made love. She put one of her hands between her thighs and her index rolled against her clit. She bit her lips to stop the low moan that threatened to spill. When Chris looked at Street, she saw he was staring back at her with a smirk. After one last caress on her overstimulated body, she resolutely rose above him and straddled him. When he moved to sit up she resolutely pushed him down, shaking her head and he obediently settled back against the soft pillows.
She raised on her knees, she grabbed his cock with one hand and slowly positioned him at her entrance. Their eyes locked and he grasped her other hand, entwining their fingers. She moved his shaft against her folds mixing their juices. His eyes were glued on her, he loved how her brows furrowed in concentration and he knew he was in for a hell of a ride. She bit her lower lip before slowly sinking onto him. She was so wet and aroused that he slid easily into her core. They held their breath, as she was moving over him, taking him deeper with each motion as she pushed harder. She moaned when he filled her completely and she held tightly onto his hand. They stayed still for a moment, enjoying the intimate connection. She slowly rolled her hips over him and his other hand went to her hip as he guided her in her motion.
She started a slow rhythm over him. With her knees on each side of his hips, she pushed herself above him with her strong thighs, keeping only the tip of his cock inside of her before slowly sliding down again. She closed her eyes and bit her lips in concentration as she moved. She placed her hands on his abs for better leverage as she increased the tempo. The pressure was building with every thrust. For a moment she faltered as the sensations were becoming too much. Street's hands went to her hips. He pushed up as she pressed down, she moaned when her walls clenched around him.
The heat between them was increasing. Street looked at her as she was moving above him, she was so beautiful with her eyes closed tightly and her brows knitted in concentration. He wanted to pull her down to him to be able to kiss her again. Her soft moans were making him lose his control. He knew she wanted to set the pace so he forced his hands to stay lightly on her hips, but he couldn't keep his body from instinctively pushing up inside of her. It felt so good to have her squeeze him with each stroke. She was so hot and wet and the tension in his body was making it increasingly hard to not take over. Their rhythm was becoming more urgent, each stroke deeper and harder than the previous one.
After a harder thrust Chris gasped and lunged forward, her hands going to his shoulders as her body fell on his. His hands moved from her hips to her buttocks and their mouths clung again to each other. He pressed the sole of his feet on the bed to have better leverage and increased the pace of their lovemaking. She moaned into his mouth and pushed herself a little higher on him to change the angle of their thrusting. She clenched her muscles around him and his hands tensed on her as he guided her. Each stroke was hitting her exactly where she needed it and she whimpered louder. Street captured her mouth with his, his tongue plundering the sweet recess, swallowing her whole. They were both close to the edge and it felt so good to be on the brink together. They increased their pace and her whole body spasmed and shuddered. Her walls clenched hard around him as she came with a loud cry, he pumped a few more times into her and he orgasmed also. They continued slow thrusts as they rode their climax, kissing each other, their hands traveling on the other's body.
She licked a small pearl of sweat that had formed above his upper lip and chuckled. He grinned up at her and she couldn't resist placing soft kisses on his lips as her thumb was caressing his cheek. She rotated her hips over him again and he gasped at her boldness. She pushed against his shoulders and sat up over him but this time he followed her. He had barely softened since he'd come and Chris' continuous shallow thrusts were making sure he would stay hard. That new position had sent him deeper inside of her than previously. He loved to be so close to her while they were making love. His mouth latched on one of her nipples, his tongue laving it and he enjoyed the small sounds she made each time he did it again. Her body tensed up and her hand twitched in his hair. She moaned low and it fueled him on.
He moved his mouth to her other breast and gave it the same treatment. She leaned back resting her hands on his thighs and he ran his hands lovingly over her upper body. Her eyes were closed in concentration as she was searching for the position and the rhythm that would bring the most sensations to their already over stimulated bodies. He lied back down and closed his eyes and she whimpered unhappily. He ran his hands over her thighs as she was riding him. Her movements were becoming erratic again as she changed their pace and he couldn't help pressing his thumb where they were joined. Her eyes flew open and stared back at him, looking good enough to eat with her lower lip between her teeth. He increased the pressure, stimulating her clit as she rode him to her leisure. She came with a cry and fell back into his arms. She pushed her head to his throat as she tried to control her erratic breathing. She giggled against his skin and settled with a happy sigh.
"So how do we finish that?" She wondered playfully as she clenched her walls around his hard cock. Her tongue ran over his ear and he shivered. He was ready to burst but he wanted to draw it out as long as he could.
"I have a little idea about that." He kissed her temple and his hands closed over her buttocks to push deeper into her. Her sharp intake of breath made him grin. "Or I can finish without you if you're not in the mood anymore."
"You're so silly."
"You have no idea."
In a swift movement, she was lying beneath him and he was back kissing the living daylights out of her. She moaned and brought her legs up around his hips. His tongue dipped deep into her mouth hungrily tasting her. He never seemed to get enough of her. It didn't matter how often they made love. Each time was like the first time, this was a wondrous moment, a time to enjoy and file to memory if it ever was to stop. Good things like those never lasted in his life. Those thoughts must have a brought a change in his behavior because he could feel how Chris suddenly tensed beneath him. Her hands cradled his cheeks and she looked at him with questioning eyes.
"What's wrong?" She wondered with pleated brows and a worried look. He just shook his head and pressed his lips to hers in a fervent kiss.
"I just thought how much I love you." Her eyes softened and she caressed his cheek with her thumb and sighed.
"I love you too." Her lips grazed his in reassurance.
He trailed kisses from her mouth to her jaw and she turned her head to give him better access. His hot breath made her shiver. When he finally resumed a slow and leisured pace with shallow thrusts, she moaned loudly and her hands roamed his back. He licked the sweat on her temple and grinned when he felt her nails bite into his skin. He felt like going slow, enjoying each moment to the fullest. He took his sweet time to kiss, lick and nibble every inch of her body he could reach given their current position. What his mouth couldn't reach, his hands caressed and teased. When Chris' nails bit harder into his buttocks, he chuckled. He gave a few hard strokes that made her back arch before resuming his slow, teasing pace.
She groaned in frustration and bit his chin in retribution. He propped himself up on his hands and looked down at her. He gyrated his hips into her, putting pressure on her clit and she arched her neck, pressing her head into the soft pillows. He increased the rhythm of his thrusts and moved more forcefully.
"Oh God…" She moaned her eyes still closed. "Harder…"
Playfully he slowed again and her eyes shot open at the instant she realized his little game. She raked her nails on his back, hard enough to leave red trails and he hissed.
"That's not playing fair." He warned her with a grin and she smugly dug her nails deeper into his skin. "That's going to leave marks."
"You'll have to shower faster at HQ."
He chuckled and kissed her again, pushing his tongue vengefully into her mouth. Her legs crossed behind his buttocks and pushed him harder against her core. The ache in her lower body was driving her insane. She felt desperate for another orgasm when she had come just a few minutes earlier. He hooked one of her legs on his arm opening her wider for his thrusts and pushed hard inside of her. Her head rolled against the pillow, her eyes resolutely closed as she let the tide rise. He alternated slow, shallow strokes with harder ones, filling her to the hilt before withdrawing almost completely. Their mating was almost brutal, his teasing had increased their hunger and they both now only cared about release. He picked up the pace, his body pressing hers into the mattress.
She met him thrust for thrust, pressing down when he moved up. She squeezed him hard to increase the friction between their bodies. His mouth found her neck as he pumped harder. They picked up the pace and their moans filled the silence as their movements became more frantic. He changed the angle of his penetration hitting several times the sweet spot that always pushed her over the edge. Suddenly her body tensed and she moaned his name as the spasms started. She felt him swell inside of her. Their bodies burned and crashed. She jerked against him, climaxing for the third time. He drove into her one more time before he finally let himself go with her and came with a shout. He kissed her temple and slipped outside of her, resting next to her. She nestled against him, reluctant to lose contact.
"You're lucky I didn't make you beg." She pouted at his quip before settling her head in the hollow of his neck with a contented sigh.
"Next time…" She mumbled against his skin and he laughed.
"Want to take a shower? We're sticky…" He asked his mouth against her forehead. He felt her shake her head.
"Let's rest a little." She whispered. "We'll have to go on working on the party or Luca will notice we've been doing other things."
