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Unnoticed Beginnings: Lust
He led her inside of his flat with slight resistance- he'd know that this was going to happen at some stage but he hadn't been expecting it to be so soon. He'd always thought she'd be drunker if she was going betray the only man she had claimed to love but as he turned around from what he could see she'd had a can of beer and a few cigarettes. She had an expression of hurt and betrayal- it was then he realised just how much of an impact the rumour her had convinced Hodges to started had had on Sara. She had always been insecure when it came to Lady Heather. He recalled the way she had sized her up the first time she'd met the dominatrix. He could tell from the look in her eye that day that she had decided she could not compare to Lady Heather.
She placed her things down and took of her jacket throwing it aside she stood waiting for him to make his move. Greg stepped closer to her feeling invigorated by the fact that this was actually happened. He kissed her with caution not knowing how she would respond but to his surprise she took a step closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Greg felt overwhelmed by the fact he could taste the smile he had memorised and the Sidle Scent that was surrounding him.
She began kissing his neck, taking nips at it every so often while working on undoing her own buttons while Greg pushed her gently towards the dining table. She tossed her shirt aside and undid her jeans pulling Greg's hands to her waist as she stepped out of her shoes. He pushed them down her legs and kept his hands on her hips as she perched on the edge of the large oak dining table his Papa Olaf had given him.
"Sara..." Greg said breathless as he stepped away from her grasping hands. "Are you sure about this?" Sara reached out her hand undoing his jeans and with one clear swoop pulled both his jeans and boxer out of the way. She took him in her hand forming a tight fist around him- the pressure of her hand causing him to groan. She ran her thumb over the head of his penis teasing him by changing between tantalising touches and pressure as she slide her hand up and down his length.
"That answer your question?" she asked with a raised eyebrow as she snatched her hand away when he was hard spreading her legs providing space for Greg to step into. He moved in kissing Sara on the lips as his hand searched her body. She wrapped her legs around him and he could feel the damp fabric of her panties against him when she pulled him close and raked her nails down his back causing him to shiver.
Greg undid Sara's lace bra and tossed it aside without hesitation he caught one of her nipples in his mouth using his hand to message the other breast as he did so. Sara moaned in pleasure her head rolling back. The sound she made exited Greg more, he thrusted against her core involuntarily. His other slid down her body and into her panties. His fingertips traced patterns on her clit causing Sara hips to move towards his hand in search of more pleasure. Sara slowly reclined her back flat on the table her legs firmly around Greg's waist.
"These. Have. To. Go." Greg demanded through gritted teeth tugging at her panties, Sara finally unhooked her legs from around him so that Greg could remove the final barrier between them.
Greg slowed down and looked at the woman in front of him, her legs spread waiting for him, her eyes closed with anticipation, she had bitten her bottom lip red raw. Without any more uncertainty Greg slipped inside of her. Sara gave a throaty moan her hips bucked up in response. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and Sara wrapped the other around his waist pulling in him deeper. He started slowly sliding in and out of her his hands on either side of her body for support. Sara's back arched off the surface of the table.
"Harder." Sara said her chest heaving. Instead of doing what she had asked Greg pulled out of her and took a step back. Sara pulled herself up, her hands firmly gripped the edge of the table her expression one of outrage.
"Get up." Greg said in a husky voice. Sara felt a shiver down to her core at the way he had asked her. So instead of arguing she stood up and turned around. She could hear Greg take a step towards her. She gripped hold off the table to support herself and planted her feet firmly on the ground. Without warning Greg roughly slid into her from behind. He bit into her shoulder as he pounded into her causing Sara to cripple forward toward the table.
"I'm so close." she let out in a gasp. Greg thrusted even harder, knowing that he could at any point push her over the edge. He wrapped one of his arms around Sara's waist and began stroking her clit in circular motions.
Sara's walls tightened around him as she let out a throaty moan her head rolling back to rest on Greg's shoulder as he came inside of her he let out a groan of pleasure.
He held her up while they both breathed heavily as they came down from their highs. Sara turned to face him and nuzzled the dip between his shoulder and neck wrapping her arms around her neck. Greg scooped in her up into his arms like he had done a few nights ago and carried her to his bedroom.
They laid under the sheets a tangled mess exchanging kisses while recovering with the knowledge they were both ready for another round.