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chapter 8

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Tommy carried her into the bedroom and losing balance they fell onto the mattress of her bed. Unreasonably laughing and desperately groaning they rolled around and kissed. Disarranging pillows and bed sheets they alternately ground each other deep into the mattress. They kissed hot spots onto each others skins. Both left love-bites even where they definitely could be seen later. They actually giggled doing so. They chuckled with every tickling stroke, they sniggered with every titillating touch. And they laughed when Tommy fed her with a chocolate cookie that had been left on her night stand the other evening.

All that with seductive purrs and excited growls.

But eventually the laughter grew quiet until it totally subsided and their connected lips were silencing their foolish merriment. She laid underneath him, her legs bent and open for him. He laid on top, keeping his weight from crushing her but still in contact with her skin. His arousal was undeniably present and slicked through her wetness. Both were heavily breathing by now.

"Barbara!" Tommy panted. It almost sounded like a question and Barbara felt the urge to answer.

"Yes! Yes, yes, oh, yes!" she whimpered and so he slowed down his jolly ride. Steadily and relishing every millimetre of the way he slid into her. Barbara had stopped breathing.

"Yes!" she moaned when he finally hit the bottom.

"Oh, yes!" he groaned in response and started to sluggishly thrust into her a few times.

Joint at their most private parts they kept on changing positions. Tommy still was growing inside and she could feel it. It spoke to her innermost desires. His lips at her ear and on her throat and on her lips mumbled sweet nothings without end. She left scratches on his back that made his muscles tensing and wriggled under him but they both were not yet at the edge.

In fact Barbara was feeling distracted by an appetite for something to eat. She whispered into his ear that she had another package of cookies in her kitchen.

"You know, I only want to devour you, Barbara." Tommy answered. "And I have a package of love right here."

She gave a loud laugh and pushed up her hips to emphasise her approval. "I do appreciate that, Sir, but you know, I'm not the type that listens to sweet talk. And right now I want other sweet things."

"Should I say I want to fuck you hard?" He emphasised it with a hard thrust that made her moan but it only was one hard thrust and so her mind went back to the cookies once more.

"Believe me, Tommy, after we've eaten something we only have more stamina and we can go on at exactly the point where we are now." All this talking in bed about cookies, sex and endurance while they actually were at it was too hilarious and their smiles turned into grins and their grins turned into laughs until she, after having conquered the top position once more, gently let him free with a slick chuckle-causing sound. She left him lying there and without any shame about her nudeness she scurried bare-feet into her kitchen.

After a while when she still had not come back Tommy stopped the unconscious soft ministrations and his mind went from her naked body and from what they had been doing a few moments ago to worrying where Barbara was. He only heard her rummaging in the kitchen and cupboard doors were opened and closed.

A curse was heard so he got up and followed.

She stood there bent over a still not unpacked plastic bag and finally jubilated.

"Here they are." she triumphed.

"Here you are." Tommy moaned into her ear, encircling her waist from behind with one arm, pulling her hip against his with the other and pressing his still attentive strong soldier between her bottom cheeks.

"There you are." she groaned and searched support on the wall in front of her. They changed their angle towards each other just a bit and his length was between her legs. Unbothered that they were in the fully lit kitchen they moved their bodies in their own personal secret rolling rhythm. Only for a brief second her neighbours on the other side of that kitchen wall flashed through her love-clouded mind but then his arousal slid across her wet folds and she only was focussed on the tension in her abdomen.

It made her gasp when he suddenly moved in from behind.

"You are deliciously wet, Barbara!" Tommy murmured onto the skin of her back.

"Just because you are deliciously hard." Barbara bent forward and delightfully felt that he gripped her hips more firmly. Tommy gently bumped her against the wall so she groaned.

Their pleasure did not last long. Before they reached any point of no return Tommy cascaded a few massaging strokes down her spine and quietly admitted that his feet actually turned cold.

Barbara chuckled and it made him grin.

"In fact I have ice blocks down there." she laughed and he slowly withdraw. "Gosh, I already miss you."

"I'm still here." he murmured after she had turned her front to his and they had shared another deep and sensual kiss despite their freezing feet. "My, I am thirsty."

A few sips of water directly from the tap would do for him but Barbara gulped down a pint mug in one go. A cheeky slap on his bottom accompanied her leave. It made him choke on the water mixed with a laugh. Quickly he followed her and gently returned the brash gesture. Her behind was so full of promises but he made a mental note that he would come back to it later. Right at the moment he only wanted to make decent love to her. Maybe they would get somewhere without breaking into fits of laughter.

What was so funny anyway?

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