She wiggled her toes, the hairs tickling them. He took her feet in his hands and gently separated them, gliding back down the length of the legs where he slowly lowered himself so he was on his knees between her legs, over her and he kissed her once on the mouth, down to her neck, to her clavicle, to between her breasts before he laved at her nipples lovingly, peeking them more as she cooed and sighed, digging her fingers into his upper back.

"That feels so good." She whispered through clenched teeth and he whimpered, mouth full of breast, loudly. He released her and pulled up and as he did, his hands came down her hips, pulling her jeans with them, delighted that her panties came with them easily… he did not rip them off, he didn't want to hurt her, even though he was raging to be inside her, within and around her warm wetness, feel her pressing herself around him, her body devouring him completely.

"You like that?" He asked unnecessarily, but more to respond that he had heard her approval of his ministrations. He was up on his knees again after tossing her jeans and panties to the side she he looked her over in her full nudity. A constant perspective reminder that in the forefront he could see his own throbbing cock hard above her and her neatly trimmed pussy there… his eyes had looked at her… but he looked at her face. He wanted to know with absolute certainty that she was okay with this.

When his light eyes met hers, he was greeted with what he imagined he looked like. Lust, passion, desire, need, want, all sorts of things that can lead one to this all laid bare in her eyes, in his. She reached up and touched his face and it spurred him downward. He didn't think about it, he just lay on her, the slight of her build under him was nice, the strength of her legs wrapped around him even more so coupled with the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest. He chuckled in disbelief as she pulled him down into a kiss.

He could feel her wet and hot against him, even though he had not pressed his cock on her yet, the rolled around on the bed and ground against one another, amazingly feeling every bit as aroused as if he had already been in her. At some point, she ended up on top of him, her breasts hanging in his face as he caressed her back. She purposefully dangled each nipple over his mouth in turn to give attention to them both before she lowered herself and kissed and sucked his nipples too.

He made a harsh bark of delight at the pull and tingle. Where her lips, teeth and tongue abused one, her fingers abused the other. He noted, and not subconsciously that she was careful about touching the bullet wound area, as her hand always went around it. She came back up as his thigh pressed up between her legs. It crushed into her opening and she ground into his thigh as she felt the large muscle flex against her as she bit and sucked his neck to pained and elated gasps.

She lifted her upper body as she continued to grind into his thigh and took his hand, guiding it over her chest to her neck and then to her face, where she took his forefinger and middle finger into her mouth and sucked on them. She watched his face crumble with complete disorientating covetousness as he moaned piteously and his hips came up, the length of his cock slapping at her backside once.

She kept his fingers in her mouth as she reached down behind her and gently touched his cock, pressing it to her butt. He closed his eyes and began to nearly weep in ecstasy. She stroked it, caressed it and rubbed it into her, reveling in the sensation of it twitching in her hand. He groaned and he angled himself to reach her neck to kiss it. He did it gently, he could not marker her where it would be seen easily, else she would be questioned. She loved the scratch of his beard on her neck.

She released his hand and kissed the side of his head, his wet fingered hand flying down to her backside, pulling her, pushing her, maddened with the need to have her around him. She kept playing with his dick as he kissed her neck and she was pressing her mess against his thigh. He couldn't take it, he shoved his fingers down between his belly and her and the tips that she had in her mouth a moment ago found the hard little knot between the soft lips of her womanhood, so slick and hot.

Jill's hips surged forward as Parker flicked his middle finger over that hard nub and she cried out between her teeth. She pushed down on his shoulders to force him to the bed and she kissed him almost indecently. The erotic sounds of their lips, tongues and teeth filled the room even as the bed started to respond to their movements.

Parker turned over on the bed and was over her, now her legs again, around his hips as she reached down and took him in her hand again as if the separation of her palm and his cock was unwelcome in the length of time it took for them to reposition. He liked her hand around him and they play kissed while she ran his tip up against her clit. They both cooed and mewled softly.

They looked at one another as she stimulated herself with his cock.

"Parker… "

"Shh…' He whispered to her lusty utterance of his name. He reached down between them, he could see that she knew what he was going to do as he took his own cock and lowered it to her entrance. She sunk down a little, shimmying to him so he could get into her better. He gently stroked her with the side of his finger, where she responded with a high pitched, thoroughly unlike her chirp of pleasure as her hands scrabbled for purchase on his chest. Slowly, he entered her, and the more be became breathless and overcome, the more she sounded desperately hungry for him to fill her completely.

He was in her, to the hilt, both stay motionless, panting and whimpering, swallowing hard in their throats as they come back from the mind fuck of having taken that step… She could feel herself stretched, rippling around him sweetly, the sensation must be infectious because Parker looked like he was going to pass out from the contentment of it.

"Oh shit-'Jill blurted out as she made herself tighten on him, and he bucked forward involuntarily with a groan.

"Do you want me to pull it out-" he asked in a fast shaky voice even as she brought her hips up to drive him in further.

"No… please! Move! Please!" She begged, which she hardly ever did, not even with any other partners she may have had intimately, but there was something about Parker that made her hungry for him, starving for him to fill her even more than he is now, which was impossible as she can feel him flush against her. It wasn't like he was small either. She just wanted him right at that moment to be rough with her…

He did as she asked, he pushed down and in to her upward thrust and she clutched at his shoulders hard with a shuddering cry of delight. He followed her with his own low rumbles of completely delicate pleasure that even after it was all said and done he could not have put into words. They set a pace with a mixture of pants, little cries stifled by lips pressing to skin, mouths swallowing each other's whimpers and refrains from completely letting go for fear of being overheard.

Parker seemed to forget any pain he felt in his side in his intense arousal and rolled over, sitting on the side of the bed bringing Jill to sit astride his lap and bring her down on him again as they continued to fuck with the full velocity of craved lovers.

Outside, his window was dark but the light in the room was still was an ice encrusted moon shining down into the small two pane window that cast a whitish blue glow on her skin as his hands slipped up her back and down again with a elegant flare, very purposeful… smearing the sweat on her flesh under his palm and fingers.

There was so much heat it was like trying to keep her mouth on a furnace. The stubble of his bear scratching her chin and cheeks as they kissed opened mouthed, his tongue delving deep into the opening, nearly gagging her, but she didn't mind. Her hand came up and grabbed his long brown hair and she gripped it hard as their tongues swirled and flicked over each other. Her voice in soft coos of disbelieving delight… his tender sighs as he pulled away and plunged back in repeatedly with his mouth drove her insane. She could feel her breasts, so peaked with arousal, tips hard and brushing abrasively against his coarse chest hair and found she loved the feeling.

"Parker… oh god… oooh…' She whispered, burying her face into his neck. She could smell the remnants of his cologne on his shoulder and she lapped at it, feeling his trembling under her as she brought her hands to his middle back, grabbing a hold of his flesh and pulling, digging and scratching him. This made him grunt and moan harder and his mouth too came down on her shoulder and bit, licked and sucked on her too. He tried not to, but he couldn't help it in the heat of the moment.

He wrapped his arms around her ribs and lifted her a little, her heat was immense. Coolness wafted between his crotch and hers, perhaps to bring her even closer, not that there was much more she could, but perhaps to feel her blood pulsing in her veins as he squeezed her to him and they stifle their aroused trills with opened mouthed kisses.