"The fucker thinks he knows everything!" Red vented his frustrations and pent up anger. "Who the hell does he think he is! What right does he have to butt into our private affairs!"
Red paced back and forth, the tip of his cigarette glowing as he fanned the air with agitated gestures.
The stables were empty. Well, except for the horses, all of who seemed to follow the human's every move.
"I should fire his ass... that's exactly what I should do!"
Caesar snorted as if concurring with Red's statements, the large animal seemingly as restless as his human counterpart.
Red compressed his lips. "He did the same thing in Cairo last year." the guy remembered the particulars of the incident. "As if I didn't realize the situation for what it was."
Red quietened a little. "Okay... maybe I was letting the kid get to me, but sooner or later, I would have snapped out of it." the man's brow furrowed darkly, falling silent as he revisited the memory.
"The kid was only eight years old, for Christ's sake!" Red griped. "What was I supposed to do?"
The horse pranced about anxiously, sensing the human's mood.
"...Okay, so the little asshole turned out to be a snotty-nose turncoat... so what? Who could blame him?" Red gestured curtly. "He had to survive, right?"
Caesar snorted abruptly, turning his massive head aside.
"So Silas called it, the shithead!" Red dismissed irritably. "I already knew the kid was working both sides."
Caesar's head jerked about, a low snuffle escaping from his lips.
"Hell, yeah, I did... I was just giving the boy the benefit of the doubt."
That 'benefit' almost caused Red and his men to walk into a set-up, granted.
And what if Silas had made contingency plans that saved the day? It didn't give the guy license to butt in Red's private business!
Taking a long drag off the cigarette, Red threw it to the ground, squashing the butt under his shoe.
He stared at the demolished bit of tobacco moodily, at length, leaning his head back against the wood of the stable wall.
"Who the hell am I kidding?" he breathed out his sullen mood. "I'm pissed because, the asshole is right... again! I have my head up my ass where Lizzy is concerned."
Red sighed heavily, silence falling. "She was giving me signs... all of which I blithely ignored, apparently."
As Silas pointed out.
Well, fuck, Silas. Red didn't need anyone telling him he made mistakes. He came down hard on himself well enough on his own. He didn't need a stark reminder of his inadequacies.
Caesar rubbed his snout along the rough wood of the enclosure, whining softly.
Resting his arms on the fence separating them, Red leaned, lowering his voice to a confidential level. "You got a girl..."
Looking over his shoulder at the neighboring stall, Red watched the mare raise her head as though sensing the attention on her suddenly. The stallion's ears pricked, his attention for the sleek female.
"If she had been... accosted," Red began, his throat tightening on the words, "... but not harmed or anything." he hastily amended.
"You'd feel a little... cautious, maybe even hesitant, about being intimate." He hesitated, exhaling harshly as visions of that night flashed in his mind.
"Wouldn't you? I mean, considering the situation and the things you witnessed... you'd be shaken, right?" He searched the dark eyes for an answer. "You'd be a little uncertain... concerned you might move too fast or say the wrong thing?"
Resting its chin beside Red's arm, the horse snuffled quietly, as if understanding Red's trepidation.
"Lizzy has intimated she's fine," Red pet the horse's long neck, "but... what if she isn't?" he murmured. "What if I'm not?" he whispered, his eyes clouding over. "...I know I'm not."
Red lowered his head. "...I thought I was protecting her. Giving her... us, time to come to terms with..." he trailed off.
Red's brow furrowed, feeling his inadequacies flooding in. "I did a piss poor job of it." his tone was bitter, softly menacing.
"It's like damned dominoes falling. That mistake led to the next one and the one following... to this latest fiasco." he spat indignantly. "All my fucking fault. All of them."
Caesar shook his head, his mammoth body shuddering convulsively, one short, concise snort issuing from the horse's snout.
Red glanced over, cutting the stallion a look. "You think I'm wrong?"
Caesar whinnied loudly, prancing about aimlessly.
The human drew in a cleansing breath. "...All right, so I made an error in judgement. Where do we go from here?"
Caesar turned aside, presenting his backside to the human.
Red's brow rose. "You saying I'm the horses ass?"
Caesar glanced over his shoulder, remaining steadfastly immobile.
Red returned to his stance, back to the wall. He folded his arms over his chest, taking the chastisement in his stride.
"Fine..." Red conceded. "Maybe I am." he sighed after a moment, nodding. "I-I'll fix it."
Silence settled around him. The pungent smells of the stable somehow soothed the man. An Earthy, solid, practical sort of aroma that cleared a guy's head.
"What I want to know," Red asked the Cosmos. "Am I talking to the horse... or is he talking to me?"
Lifting amused brows, Red turned all his vast intellect to the problem looming on the horizon.
A half hour later, he thought he might have hit on a workable solution.
"I suppose I should say something profound here..." Red dug into the box of oats, holding them aloft for the horse.
"I've enjoyed this little chat. Couldn't ask for a better listener." he canted his head. "Even if you are a little opinionated, but that's par for the course with everyone I know."
Cupping another handful, Red offered them to Caesar's lady before exiting the barn, unaware the horses exchanged indifferent expressions.
Scanning the hall, as was his custom, Matthew straightened in his seat as Mr. Reddington came stalking down the corridor, a determined look on his face.
The man's stalwart steps and dark glower caused Matthew to arise from his seat, his senses on high alert.
Slipping his game face in place, the guard readied himself for whatever trouble was headed his way.
Since leaving Silas, Red's mind swirled with scenarios and points of interest which might be employed to solve the problem the meddling asshole had brought to his attention.
While he hadn't mapped out a concrete path in which to take regarding Carver, or even the Cabal... one thing Red knew for certain. He now had a definite meticulously, laid-out plan on just how to approach Elizabeth Keen.
"Trouble, sir?" Matthew queried as Red came abreast of his location.
"No." Red's eye twitched when even he heard the curt snap in his tone. "I have Elizabeth from here, go... enjoy your day." he altered his manner somewhat, trying for a causal demeanor.
He didn't think he pulled it off as evenly as he hoped, however.
"Yes, sir." Matthew tapped idle fingers against his leg, silently wondering if he shouldn't stick around. Something wasn't adding up evenly. Matthew disliked uneven equations.
Sensing the guard's hesitation, Red took a breath, attempting a smile. "Everything is fine, really." he reassured. "Thank you for being here with Elizabeth, I truly appreciate it."
Perhaps he may have initially read Mr. Reddington's tone wrong... perhaps a business deal had gone sideways to explain the man's agitation, Matthew inclined his head and stepped aside.
"I am but a phone call away, sir." Matthew reminded, just in case.
"Thank you," Red repeated the needed words, clasping the younger man's arm. "I believe Silas and Dembe were in the bar for a round of poker." he offered the incentive with a smile.
Always up for a game and time with colleagues, Matthew smiled in return, then turned on his heels in hopes of finding some lively entertainment.
Closing the door behind him, Red took a moment to collect his thoughts... form a game plan.
The sound of the shower shutting down alerted Red... his time was up.
Show time...
Throwing the locks on the door, Red walked towards the bedroom, pulling his cell free.
Opening it, he held the power button until the screen went dark before carelessly tossing it to a nearby table.
Closing the bedroom door behind him for added seclusion, Red stalked towards the bathroom. He heard Lizzy's wet feet padding out onto the marble floor.
Shoving his way through the door, Red held his expression as Lizzy startled, bringing the towel she had just removed from the bar to cover her nude form.
"Jesus!" the woman breathed her relief, seeing Red. "You scared me."
The man crossed the space between them in record time.
Grasping Elizabeth's arm, Red pulled her into his sphere, placing his lips to hers, silencing any would be questions, objections or retorts.
Angling his head, Red deepened the passionate exchange, his arms securing the towel at Lizzy's waist as he engulfed the small form to his straining one.
Threading his fingers through Lizzy's long, wet hair, Red urged the woman closer. He could feel the humid heat of her flesh through his thin shirt.
Holding the towel to her chest, Liz tried to make sense of the thoughts inundating her.
Should she release her hold on the towel? Should she have checked her legs?
Silly, trivial thoughts that bore no relevance at all.
Knotting the woman's long locks in his fist, Red pulled Elizabeth back enough to break the sensual kiss. His arms retained their possessive hold, his eyes allowing the heat of anger to resurface
"Don't you ever," Red snarled, methodically searching the woman's face, his tone waspish, abrupt, "think I don't want you."
Liz blinked as Red's stern, unwavering eyes bore into hers. His warm, sweet breath tickled her mouth in sharp, succinct bursts.
"You are all I fucking want." Red stressed the words, his jaw tight with tension. "What the hell is in your head, Elizabeth!"
Reestablishing his hold on the slender frame, she wriggled her arm free, blinking uncomprehending eyes. Their close proximity held the damp towel in place, plastering it against Liz's back.
Drawing the woman into another bruising kiss, Red grunted his approval when he felt Lizzy relax in his hold. After a few heated, tense moments... she strained towards him for greater connectivity.
"You have no idea how much I control myself around you." His mouth brushed her rapidly swelling lips with pent-up eroticism. "What it takes, day in and day out, for me to keep my damned hands off you!"
"I've stopped myself countless times, holding back something... intrinsic." Red's dark eyes scanned the woman's body lasciviously. "Pretending a civility I didn't really feel." his rough voice lowered.
"You don't know half the things I want to do to you." The man's gravelly voice aroused the woman to her very soul. "If you did, I would imagine my desires would shock... if not fucking scandalize the hell out of you."
Liz's breathing stuttered as the power Red was emitting blanketed her in its presence.
"But you're damned well gonna find out." Red enunciated the warning, enticing Lizzy's mouth back to his with a deliberate sweep of his tongue.
"What do they say?" Red rasped. "Start small... and build?"
Coming together in a crash of frenzied mouths, tongues and panted breaths... Red searched the warm crevice of Lizzy's mouth; electrified by the woman's soft, needy mewls of unrestrained compliance.
Running an exploratory hand down Elizabeth's back, Red searched the now familiar curves of the woman's body. The shapely bulges and feminine planes urging him on.
Bunching the thick cotton in his fist, Red yanked the damp towel aside, dropping it carelessly to the floor.
Red grunted deep in his chest when he felt the soft cushion of breasts press eagerly to the linen of his shirt. The rich fabric teased Lizzy's sensitive nipples, drawing the pink tips to overly sensitive points.
Warm, confidant fingers grazed the gentle swell of the woman's breast. Finding the curve of her waist, Red caressed the delicate flesh with confidant strokes, stoking the fire building in Liz's core.
Following the supple lines of her body, Red ran a proprietary touch over the rounded arch of Elizabeth's ass, his fingers curving to the plump cheeks.
Holding her breath, Liz waited, desperately needing the man to touch her. Lifting to her toes, she arched her bottom, wriggling eagerly in his grasp, pressing her center to his hard arousal.
That he alone stirred Lizzy's passion to such heights; was the most unrivaled aphrodisiac in the world, for Red Reddington.
Feeling the woman writhing in his hold, wantonly offering herself to him, stirred the embers burning inside the man's tightly knotted balls.
Red's own desires... his own fundamental requirements demanded attention.
Elizabeth knew, as did her body, he alone could ease the ache building deep within.
Even now, he knew Lizzy's core quivered in anticipation of feeling the thick spread of his cock posses her. So many times when going down on the woman, he could feel her body gradually open and ready itself for him... just as it was now.
In response to his lover's silent pleas, his cock strained against his trouser front, the fabric causing the man pain. His flesh was so raw, hypersensitive... demanding freedom to provide what Elizabeth fucking wanted.
Sensing the damp humidity growing between Lizzy's thighs, Red ran gentle fingers inward, just giving the woman a whetting taste of what he could offer.
Liz groaned despondently when she felt only the aura of his touch on her tingling vulva.
Wisps of steam rolled about them, remnants of the humid shower Lizzy enjoyed.
Red glanced into the mirror just behind the woman, witnessing Elizabeth's ass arch upward. He snarled his need when granted a teasing peek of the luscious curve between her legs.
The delicate slope of the rosy mound dusted in fine dark curls aroused all his senses. His dick ached at the sight.
Even at this distance, he could see the tiny peak of Elizabeth's labia and dusty pink clitoris as they emerged from her rapidly swelling center.
Elizabeth's downy muff glistened in the soft light. Its sweet aroma filling the surrounding air with an evocative and luscious musk.
Ducking his face into the curvature of the woman's neckline, Red inhaled the arousing bouquet enveloping him, reveling in it.
Brushing his tongue along the glorious silk of warm flesh, he sought favored spots that titillated... heightening not only Lizzy's unique perfume... but the raw, passionate sounds of her growing desire.
Liz whimpered, grasping at the front of his shirt, her fingers refusing him an escape. "Show me... show me what you need."
Red's heart thumped erratically in his chest at the vision of Lizzy's pursed lips and furrowed brow pinched with growing desperation.
Cradling the woman's head in his palm, Red captured her mouth in a torrid kiss, soothing the new emotions erupting between them.
"I know..." he shushed Elizabeth's pleas. "I know what you need, baby." Red's deep, husky voice tempered the agony, but not the lust he purposely elicited from Liz's body.
Red held the woman stationary as his dexterous fingers found her heat. Squarely focused on the small gasps his actions generated, he reveled in each whimper torn from Lizzy's parched throat.
Like a flower in spring after a gentle rain; hints of dew misted the fine, wispy hair framing her mons.
Fully cupping the delicate vulva, Red confidently caressed and fondled the woman's moist seam.
Never in her life had Liz felt so captivated by another human's touch.
The sensation of Red's fervent kisses demanded more than she knew how to give... but she felt herself an apt pupil, willing to be guided into uncharted territory.
The man's thick, calloused fingers petting her so intimately shook her very foundation.
Her eyes closed gratefully as the man's forefinger caressed her clitoris just so, causing pangs of maddening need to prickle through her heavy sex.
Sighing her bliss, Liz felt her legs part on their own accord, allowing the man's entrance should he wish it. The sensation of warmth pooling in her core... a tight, coiling tension enveloped her aura as Red's fingers glided along her seam, causing the woman's world to tilt on its axis.
"...Yes," Red crooned his approval, for the woman stilled somewhat, enraptured by his actions. "I know what you're feeling... the ache... the pain is exquisite, isn't it, baby."
The tip of Red's finger captured the bead of moisture dripping from her core.
Collecting the precious commodity, he leisurely lubricated the tiny hole he tortured, eliciting a thrumming current to surge through the woman.
Releasing a sharp breath, Liz moved into the man's touch as his calloused fingers teased the seam of her pussy relentlessly before easing luxuriously onto her pulsing clitoris.
Circling the fleshy ridge with light evasive sweeps, Red stroked the slick surface, building the flourishing ache tugging pleasantly in Liz's abdomen.
"When we were first together, I wanted so badly to touch you... here." Red murmured, sharing the long held fantasy. "Curious how you would react to my experimentation..."
Searching blindly for the man's mouth, Liz wantonly moved her lips against Red's mouth, clinging to his strength, her arms encircling his neckline.
"Nothing..." he drew a slow, sweeping caress of his tongue over the woman's pout, "... nothing could have prepared me for how lovely you are in such a private, intimate moment."
Gently clasping the woman clit and labia between thick fingers, Red softly tugged at the engorged flesh. Soothing the crease with his thumb, Red moved the hood of Lizzy's clit about until he felt the warmth of her cream slick his fingers.
Suddenly, and without warning, Red tenderly clapped his hand against the sensitive pussy in a steady beat. Flicking his wrist, he concentrated the gentle swats to connect fully along the slope of Lizzy's quivering flesh.
Breathing her awe for the new and astounding pleasure, Liz opened her legs for more of the unusual but undeniably amazing sensation.
Lifting to her toes, Liz hoped to give the man better access. Her body shook with the strain of how incredible it felt, even as she fought to maintain the precarious position.
"You need me to discipline your little clit." Red cupped the area lovingly, his fingers caressing her wetness boldly. Pushing her thighs apart, he repeated the phenomenal stimulation, this time more pronounced.
The swats, spaced and timed to perfection, caused Liz's flesh to shiver in delight between each gentle beat of his incessant hand.
The woman's gasps became more shallow... her moans more melodious.
"W-What are you doing?" she fought for any semblance of control, coming up dismally short.
"I'm broadening our horizons." Red's thigh edged between the woman's, holding her open.
"Don't you like it?"
Liz moaned brokenly as the man administered another round of 'play'.
"I think... you do." he whispered his encouragement, watching her heaving breasts with avid interest. "I have never seen you more... radiant. You want to come, don't you, baby."
"Y-Yes!" Elizabeth squirmed to his touch, the soft swats inflaming her desire to fevered heights. "Yes..." she mewed.
"I know you do." he soothed gently, his thumb passing lightly over her clit again.
Feeling the woman's body coiling tightly against his own, Red grinned approvingly as Lizzy fought those demands, grappling for the climax just within reach.
"This is just the beginning" Red's own excitement spiked at the thought.
"I'm gonna come..." Liz moaned sharply, gasping for air. The realization astounding the woman. "Oh... fuck."
"Is that what you want, baby?" Red asked, his tone indulgent. The woman's apparent disbelief was as amusing as it was arousing.
Wrapping a warm hand around Lizzy's breast, he teased her nipple, pinching it just so, increasing the speed of his fingers manipulating the peak of her sex. "Come, sweetheart... come for me."
Captivated by the sight of Lizzy visibly trembling and her unrestrained cries of unmitigated joy for his unorthodox methods astonished and titillated.
"I knew you'd respond like this," Red rasped sagely. "I should have spanked your little pussy ages ago." he quickened his pace of his unrelenting massage on her vulnerable flesh. "God knows you fucking needed my attention."
The man's hurried movements and heady presence tore into Liz's psyche like the shearing effect of a lightning bolt.
Quivering uncontrollably, Liz's legs wobbled precariously in her stance. Grappling for a stay hold, the woman held tightly to the fabric of Red's shirt, releasing a sharp keening cry of release.
Red avidly watched Elizabeth give herself over to the rapture... losing herself to the high of a stunning orgasm.
"That's my baby..." Red kissed her dampened brow. "A little discipline is always beneficial to all involved... isn't it." he murmured, kissing a fiery trail down her jawline to her panting mouth.
"You're much more... amiable like this." Red said, welcoming Lizzy's need to cuddle.
"A woman needs to be heard from time to time... don't you think." Red soothed, easing the woman's soft, shaky exhalations. "Especially a strong and passionate one, such as yourself." He praised the woman's attributes. "I assure you... I am listening."
Closing her eyes, Liz searched for and found Red's mouth, moving her lips against his sensually, and for a long duration.
"It's not your fault your eager little pussy has been neglected, is it." Red stated a fucking fact, brushing his lips against Elizabeth's soft ones. "It's entirely my own... isn't it."
His lips pursed into a small, indulgent smile when Lizzy mewled petulantly.
"You just need me to ease the ache... don't you." Red already knew the answer. "Such a sweet, poignant ache, too."
Though he was very much into their activity and allowing some of his baser needs playtime... there was a hint of truth in the statement.
Red had to admit, since the woman had been receiving regular orgasms, affection and genuine love from her partner... Lizzy's very demeanor softened considerably. There was more to this 'play' than just the sexual aspect, he knew.
"You don't have to worry about that any longer." Red assured. "I'm going to take exceptional care of you..."
Concentrating on the deep rumble of Red's voice and his commanding presence, Liz nuzzled her nose into the man's neck... listening to the underlying meaning of the words he spoke.
"I can sense when you need me to... take you in hand." Red gently grazed his mouth along Lizzy's. "I can sense when your temper is getting the better of you... I promise, I will give you the attention you so richly deserve."
Though Liz was sure the statement held a thread of warning... she felt a sweet pang of anticipation pool in her abdomen for the obvious vow offered.
"Much like now..." Red's stern tone captured Liz's attention.
"I am slightly upset with you, Elizabeth," the man's steely eyed gaze locked firmly on hers. "How could you ever question my desire for you? The very idea is preposterous."
Liz's eyes lowered slowly. Silas... the bastard! How could he have betrayed her confidence?
"Have I not made it abundantly clear, from day one..." his gruffness somehow excited the woman. Liz stalwartly attempted to repress such emotions. "How very much I enjoy... no, treasure any type of intimacy between us?"
"Well, I..."
"I love you beyond reason, Elizabeth." Red's voice gentled. "I was hoping I had proven that in any number of ways."
His gaze softened. "Silas says I am to blame for this... misunderstanding. I quite agree with the assumption, but..." Red stressed, "let me make this perfectly clear, sweetheart..."
Liz lifted a sultry stare, causing the man to momentarily forget his train of thought.
"... Our lives might, eh..." he stared into the crystal blue, lost in his own world for a beat, but then the man hardened his stance, "...might become hectic, or work interferes with our time, or some unforeseen happenstance upsets the quiet."
He fell silent for a moment, allowing the words to resonate.
"But I want you to always... always remember, Elizabeth," he continued, "whether we make love one day to the next," Red lifted the woman's chin, realigning their eyes, "will not negate the love I feel for you."
Liz felt a bit contrite hearing those words. Of course, Red loved her, whether they made love or not. She obviously had been too hasty in her assumptions that there was something wrong between them.
"We are getting married, we will share a life together," Red stressed the words, "we'll have moments where our intimacy hits a lull, followed by moments we're fucking like bunnies."
"I will love those times, Red." Liz murmured softly. "Whatever we're facing."
The man's ire faded into oblivion despite his good intentions to have this out once and for all.
"Whatever stage of life we're in," Red continued, ensuring Elizabeth actually heard the words, "... my love for you is constant, no matter if I have you heels up in our bed or not."
"Quaintly put." she held her giggle.
But at his stern scowl, the woman squelched her rising mood, compressing her lips tightly to hide her growing amusement.
She just felt so damned good suddenly though, Elizabeth strived for decorum.
"I'm listening." Red was assured.
"Do I have to discipline you yet again." Red's tone dropped to a sensual caress. "So soon?"
Unbidden images flooded the woman's mind. They aroused and intrigued. Liz closed her eyes, savoring the sensations to the fullest extent.
Watching the woman's expression, Red felt a frisson of excitement spark between his thighs... and the reason for it. He sensed Lizzy's thoughts, having hoped like hell to produce them.
The woman held close in his embrace was naked, sexually primed and inclined to share more intimacy.
He could.., and would, use the moment to his advantage.
"Lucky for you... us," Red murmured, focusing the woman's attention, "...your inclinations and mine run along similar lines."
Red's cock flexed when the dark pupils of Lizzy's dark blue eyes contracted, reacting to his own particular brand of stimuli.
"In fact," Red's voice lowered intimately, "I'd love nothing more than to fuck your precious cunt... until you plead with me to stop."
"I w-wouldn't." Liz sighed airily, relatively certain of her facts.
Red chuckled despite himself. "...Good to know."
Palming the woman's ass, Red lifted Lizzy effortlessly, walking the few steps to the bedroom.
Hastily wrapping her legs about the man's waist, Liz crushed her breasts to the man's chest, slipping her tongue brazenly into in his mouth.
Feeling the edge of the bed against his legs, Red eased the slight weight down, enjoying the feel of naked flesh against his form.
He gently, but insistently, urged Elizabeth about, his arms encircling the tiny waist. He pressed his arousal against the plump ass cheeks, tightening his hold systematically to ensure the woman stayed where he wanted her.
Running a caressing hand over Lizzy's breasts and abdomen, Red located the woman's wet center, parting her still swollen labia with practiced ease.
Gasping her joy, Liz reached searchingly, placing her hands on the sturdy mattress. The sensation of Red's slacks and the pronounced curvature of his hardening cock brushing against her bare ass caused her to react accordingly.
Rubbing the plump bud methodically with deft fingers, Red swept Lizzy's dark hair to the side, nipping and licking the long line of her neck.
"If I do this enough," he increased the pressure on her clit, wriggling his fingers against the hardened center, "with enough feeling... enough imaginative creativity..."
The man's tone was rather authoritative to Liz's sensitive ears.
"I'm going to wear you down eventually," he continued. "I will prove to you I can tongue this tiny clit anytime I damn well please."
The woman's mouth fell agape as Red's fingers vibrated hard and fast against her sex, reigniting her earlier passion. She thought perhaps she should object to such high-handed assumptions, but at the moment, no pithy words of denial came to mind.
"You will find I am totally agreeable to... alternative methods, however." the man's gaze fell to the plump line of the shapely buttocks pressed so eagerly against his straining shaft. "Allow me to demonstrate."
Grasping a convenient throw pillow in hand, Red tossed it to the edge of the bed where it would serve his purpose.
Laying a gentle hand between the woman's shoulder blades, Red coaxed Lizzy to lean over the bed.
Situating the woman just where he wanted, the pillow lifted her ass to the desired height... Red stepped back to admire his handiwork.
Intently focused on the curvaceous bare ass stuck up in the air for his viewing pleasure, Red rubbed a hand against the throbbing length of his cock, soothing it.
Caressing the rounded curve of the silky buttocks with a territorial hand, Red methodically explored the terrain, listening for favorable responses to certain techniques employed.
It thrilled him to note just how tactile the woman was. Erogenous zones were plentiful.
Lizzy was even more sensitive to his touch than he originally hoped.
Any attention paid to her hips, small of her back, the crease where her buttocks met her legs... even leisurely massaging the handfuls of the plump flesh, left the woman writhing about anxiously.
All a good sign, if one asked Red. It had been his experience; the more tactile his lover's flesh was on the outside... the more nerve endings there were on the inside.
Bracing his hands on either side of the woman's hips, Red leaned, tentatively kissing the woman's ass cheek before rubbing the scruff on his chin against the sensitive area.
Closing her eyes to the euphoric sensation, Liz grasped the bedcovers in tight fists, readying herself for the onslaught she knew was on the horizon.
"I would you like to touch you... here." Red muttered, his hot breath brushing the already tender area.
Liz's breath caught in a strangled gasp when Red's thumb deliberately circled the tight pucker of her ass.
"W-Wait..." Liz startled even as she felt her ass unconsciously lift in supplication.
A slow smile curved Red's lips, enjoying the fact Lizzy was now open, and eager to explore this activity without inhibition, no matter what her words said.
"I think the wait is over." His raspy tone settled the issue.
Returning his interest to the erotic sight, Red circled the tight swirl, letting the woman become accustomed to his sustained touch. "There... this isn't so bad, is it."
They had dabbled in playing with the area numerous times, Red even included it when performing oral sex on Elizabeth.
But never had she been displayed so openly with her derriere, the full focus of his attention.
Her lithe body lay bent over the bed, revealing herself in a new light. The woman's heavy breasts cast a stunning silhouette as did her long dark hair laying along the curvature of her arched back in an exquisite display...
There was such an artistic quality to the visual.
Red had a fleeting thought: this would be an excellent opportunity to introduce a camera into their bedroom activities, but held that thought for another time.
Visuals always aroused Red. So many sensual, erotic poses popped into his fevered mind, one he would cherish to preserve for his own viewing pleasure.
To revisit such moments as this in future times... well, the thought made his cock twitch and ache with anticipation.
Resuming his former position, Red grazed his lips against the velvet soft skin, alerting the woman to his presence.
Kneeling, Red skimmed his hands down the supple curve of Lizzy's buttocks and legs as his eyes feasted on the beauty of the scene he was creating.
Brushing his knuckles along the silken skin of her thigh, Liz held her breath as Red neared the object of his intent. His blood heated dangerously at the sight of his objective noticeably clenching.
Placing his hands on either side of Lizzy's buttocks, Red gently spread the full cheeks.
Squeezing her eyes tight, Liz was just assimilating the amazing tug in her sex when she felt a long, languid caress on the tiny crinkle between her cheeks. Red's tongue felt hot, coarse... and amazing.
She startled when she felt that tongue almost touch her center, her body tensing uncomfortably.
"You..." she glanced over her shoulder, "you won't go further... remember?"
Red's dark eyes penetrated her anxious ones, understanding the reference. "I think I know how to work around that, Elizabeth." he muttered, his tone a scolding one.
"But..." Her brow knitted, "... my period. Y-You should stop now, I think."
She learned, thanks in part to Red's gentle coaxing, how wonderful making love felt at such a time... but this? Granted, her flow was almost nonexistent, but she was still spotting to a certain degree.
Biting anxiously at her lip, she writhed apprehensively about hoping to deter the man from his goal.
"Yeah... that's not gonna happen." Snarling his discontent, Red unfurled his handkerchief, placing it just below his target.
"There, dammit..." Red growled, assuring the area was covered. "Now... stop fucking moving about." he enunciated each word. "You're disturbing my concentration... and my aim."
Liz's breath caught and held when the heat of Red's own breath grazed her sensitive flesh once again.
"I've wanted you in my mouth all fucking day..." Red muttered, flickering his tongue against the crinkled flesh teasingly. "And you're going to give me what I want."
The man's agile muscle rolled, flickered and pressed against the woman's pleasure center, the already aroused flesh soaring to new heights.
"Fuck..." Liz moaned breathlessly. Red has always been amazing at oral sex... but the feeling coursing through her was staggering... coloring her judgement, forcing her capitulation.
Roughly rubbing against the fleshy tissue, Red buried himself in the soft cleft of Lizzy's plump cheeks, inhaling the woman's soft, intoxicating scent.
Elizabeth had been very receptive to his mouth pleasuring her in such a way, and this time was no different.
Truly, of all the partners he had in his life; Red never enjoyed foreplay more than he did with Elizabeth. The way she reacted to the feel of his hands and tongue stirring the tendrils of arousal never failed to excite him.
A man liked to know his efforts were appreciated, after all.
The heavy thrum of sensation pulsed through Liz's genitals, causing a low buzz in her head that was gratifying. The broad strokes of Red's tongue evoked sinfully erotic emotions.
Tom would have never dreamed of venturing into such an area... but Red not only did, he did so with zealous relish.
She was glad she opened herself to exploring and Red's predilections.
Not only because of the way it made her feel, but that it strengthened the trust and bond between them.
It was amazing when Liz realized how wanton and free she felt sharing this moment with Red. At first, she had been so timid... so very nervous to share such a thing.
Now, she often bared the area to Red, hoping to entice him... to play.
Had she grown in a sexual capacity, or just become needy... dependent? No! No, it wasn't like that with this man.
Red made her feel she could share anything with him and be taken seriously... be given credence.
Liz reveled in that belief.
It was that trust which Red built a little at a time, that made sharing this with him... special. It was something Liz shared only with the man. She hoped Red knew it.
Grasping her own cheek, Liz pulled at it, opening the area more, granting Red full access. She focused on nothing but his exploring tongue pleasuring her... and Red's hot breath caressing the alcove in which he played.
Sensing the woman was once again lost to her bliss, Red's heated gaze traveled the long expanse of the woman's back. The sculpted area fascinated.
Fondling the soft slope lovingly, Red increased his demands, knowing damn well those efforts would pay off in a spectacular show. One he could not wait to witness.
He just had to distract the woman enough to let go of her inhibitions... and trust in his guidance.
Nothing, not one damn thing, was abhorrent or distasteful when being intimate with the woman. Red sought new ways to experience her body.
His mind was inventive, his spirits exuberantly eager to find methods which pleasured the woman.
He knew he was well on his way to achieving his goal, as the telltale signs of Lizzy's approaching climax became more apparent. Her increased breathing, the uncontrolled trembling in her thighs were a dead giveaway... her release was imminent.
Concentrating his efforts, he avidly applied a mixture of movement and pressure to the small pucker, softening the woman's resistance. Although no real barrier loomed large in this instance, he was happy to note.
Casually dropping the handkerchief to the floor, Red stroked the woman's vulva. She didn't even note the action; no protest was forthcoming. He rubbed the woman's distended clitoris with determined fingers.
Liz arched into his touch, gasping her joy. Tightening her hold on the cheek in her hand, she pulled it further apart, granting him full access to the forbidden zone.
Petting the tumescent folds, Red teased the fluttering opening of her pussy with loving thoroughness.
Easing his fingers inside the warm, wet slot, he tenderly stroked the rounded surface of what Lizzy now knew for certain, was not a myth... increasing the tremors inundating her entire body.
"Oh... God..." Liz drawled rapturously, her vision clouding over in a dark haze. The pleasure was so intense it verged on the sweetest kind of pain, one she welcomed... even craved.
A deep, pulsing ache settled in her core and spread through her genitals like tendrils from a fire. The incandescent heat pouring through her veins and down her thighs, sent urgent surges through her clit.
"Fuck... d-don't stop..." she moaned breathlessly, rocking against the movement of Red's tongue.
He had no fucking intention of ceasing his endeavors... none.
Roughly stroking Lizzy's ass in rhythm with the caress of his fingers, in her tight, quivering pussy... he felt Lizzy tense and gasp breathlessly.
A strangled cry burst from the woman's throat that was so raw and unrestrained… Red felt his cock lengthen and flex in response to the erotic outcry.
His tip trickled with warm liquid, sensing the pussy it craved needed soothing.
Elizabeth was most definitely coming and delighting in that fact. Red knew from experience the woman wasn't completely sated until that little hole of hers was fucked... good and proper.
Or was it himself he was speaking of? Did it matter?
While he would normally give into such needs, he had other plans on his agenda this day.
Standing from his stooped position, Red ran a comforting hand against his rigid erection, silently promising it relief.
Collapsing lethargically to the sheets, Liz panted as shock waves of intense pleasure prickled her nerves.
She vaguely heard Red moving about, but was too lost to the rapturous euphoria enveloping her. She lay weak and basking in the afterglow of what the man had granted.
Grabbing the needed items his fertile mind conjured, Red stared openly at Lizzy's fluttering ass; that mind roaming with forbidden activities.
Dousing his fingers liberally with lubrication, Red rubbed them together, warming the gel to the desired temperature before placing the slick digits against Lizzy's ass.
Moaning from the unexpected touch, Liz's eyes fluttered shut as Red continued the mesmerizing massage.
"If you're that sensitive to my touch," Red inwardly cheered his good luck, "...to my tongue on your tight ass," he leaned over Lizzy's prone form, his tone seductively low, his fingers circling the tiny pucker languidly, "how do you think it will feel when I spread it with my fat cock?"
Applying gentle pressure, Red pushed his fore and middle fingers against the orifice, slipping past the tight ring, attentive to the woman's low, drawn-out moan of excitement and awe.
"Relax... it only gets better, I promise."
Gently rolling his hand, he pressed at the tight band, applying more lube to the small gap as he slid in further.
Liz's mind shut down completely when the man slowly twisted his fingers, toying with the tender flesh. Taking a breath, she released it slowly, forcing her body to relax by degrees. All thought of denial or protest evaporating into the ether.
"That's my good, baby," Red's deep voice praised. "... How sweet you are to me. "
He gingerly slid back, liberally slicking his hand before inching forward, working to open that snug stronghold.
"You know how good this will feel, don't you." Red crooned as his knuckles eased past the halfway mark.
Unhurriedly stroking the woman's body, Red glanced over at the well-crafted stainless steel toys available to him.
Gauging each critically, Red wondered which would attain the best results in the shortest amount of time.
The row of sleek instruments varied in size from minuscule to sublime.
The smallest appeared no bigger than his thumb. The largest, while not as wide as his girth, was sufficient enough to open the gateway Red desperately wished to explore.
He enjoyed the fact all were tapered to gradually part Lizzy's canal. Different jewel tones marked each to help distinguish where he left off more easily when he wished to progress further in their playtime.
Not that he'd likely forget such a thing... but it was a nice option.
Ironically, or perhaps it was a sign from the universe... the largest of the toys, which would open Elizabeth to accept him fully, was vivid red in color.
The fact made the man smile.
He longed to see that red capped toy settled in Lizzy's ass, for it indicated the woman was open to accepting something... more substantial, and his turn was up next.
Red had fantasized so often about connecting with Lizzy on that level, especially of late.
Eager to begin the journey, he reached for a medium-sized plug he knew Lizzy could easily accommodate. He felt himself hesitate, opting for a smaller one, however.
Eager or not... a little foreplay and praise went a long way to a gratified lover.
Slipping his hand free of the primed body, Red slathered the toy in lube for a gentle glide.
Poising the bulb in place, Red teased the tight crinkle, his mouth lifting in a pleasured slant when Lizzy wriggled her hips to a more comfortable position... then stilled.
Easing the toy forward, Red watched intently. The man took a moment to feast his eyes on the prize when it slid into the well-oiled hole without a hitch.
Taking a moment between each upgrade, Red showered praise on the woman and offered incentive to take more. He caressed her back, cupped her breasts, teased her clit...
His large palm cupped the ample cheek of Lizzy's right buttock, his fingers massaging the area gently.
"You make me hard, baby... I want to fuck you so badly." he grimaced the exquisite pangs aside because he knew he would have to wait.
He would wait.
Red ran his hands over the satin of Lizzy's back, trailing a path to her breasts, which he kneaded carefully, paying close attention to the pert nubs of her nipples.
Her moans were music to his ears.
He slowly removed one apparatus, only to methodically work another into its place.
The man took time to tease her clit, his palms spreading the velvet of her legs wide that he could see the beautiful picture her body presented.
He offered soothingly erotic words of praise and encouragement when needed.
Red groaned his pleasure when finally the medium-sized orb he held slid effortlessly into place.
Turning the weighted bulb, Red carefully listened and watched Lizzy's reactions. It would not do either of them any good were he to move too fast and damage the delicate flesh.
"Good..." he murmured, wriggling the toy back and forth slowly.
Liz groaned her delight, the melodic pitch a blissful one. "That feels," her eyes closed to the sensation, "... amazing."
The sight of Lizzy's restless hips and the eagerness her body conveyed, erased any doubt Red held about the course of action he took.
Elizabeth's enthusiasm and apparent yearning to continue their current exploits amplified the ache in Red's already straining cock.
"I know you can do this for me," Red was positive, gently removing the one already in place, "... and you will, wouldn't you, baby."
Slathering the next toy in line with warmed lubricant, Red applied more to the already slick hole of Lizzy's ass before poising the bulb in place.
Slipping the tapered end past the tight ring, Red slid the toy forward until the flare widened the small gap.
Feeling a token of resistance, Red halted his progress, waiting for the woman to signify her preference.
Of the six they experimented with so far, Lizzy had reacted much the same way; the sensation felt so good.
She would hold her breath a moment before releasing a long pleasurable moan as her body opened to receive the gentle probing.
"You've taken more than I ever expected, Elizabeth." Red motivated Lizzy's psyche.
Remaining cautious, Red waited, alert to the feeling of Lizzy's body fluttering helplessly to accommodate the pronounced girth of the toy he gifted.
Bracing his arm beside the woman, Red leaned, brushing his nose against the shell of her ear.
"You're doing so well, sweetheart," He praised her achievement thus far.
"You wouldn't believe how hard my cock is," Red continued his encouraging words.
"Watching your sweet little ass open for me," he flicked his tongue along the woman's nape, "...I've never wanted to fuck you so badly."
Tilting her head, Liz opened herself to Red's caress, sighing her delight when prickles of sensation tickled her spine.
"You like feeling my cockhead spread your tiny cunt, don't you." Red held the toy in place before slipping his fingers into the snug sheath with exquisite care.
The phantom sensation of the man's crown opening her and settling deep inside her core caused the woman's legs to move restlessly apart, spreading for Red's continued exploration.
"...Yes," she mewed low in her throat, her fingers pulling at the blankets anxiously.
"Then you just imagine," Red nipped the woman's shoulder, his tone deepening to a sensual caress, "... how incredible it will feel when I open this tiny hole myself."
Rimming the small pucker, Red wriggled the toy in place. He wasn't the least bit surprised when he felt the resistance waver considerably.
Moaning at the very thought of sharing something so intimate with Red caused Liz's stomach to pitch and tighten in anticipation.
Gliding the toy back and forth, Red split his attention between Lizzy's reaction and the loosening resistance. He could not believe how deeply affected he was by the sight afforded him.
"I don't just want your virgin ass," Red's deep voice rumbled with his heightened anticipation. "... I'm going to take it."
Liz's breath caught for the man's determined... yet yearning tone.
"You're going to take my cock here," Red manipulated the bulb against the quivering surface, "... I'll make you want it so badly... just as badly as I do."
Gliding the bulb backwards, Red slicked the surface of the warmed steel and the tiny pucker of Lizzy's ass liberally.
"I'm going to claim this virgin territory as my own," Red whispered roughly. "Have no doubt about that, Elizabeth."
Fantasies of Elizabeth's strained and shaking body as he made love to her... in that most sacred and precious site flashed in his mind's eye
The tremor in Liz's body intensified the more she felt the sublime pressure against her backside. But it was Red's demeanor... his need for her that aroused her in ways she would never have anticipated.
"You want that, don't you." Red could feel Elizabeth's body surrendering to his will. "No man has ever..." he swallowed hard at the thought, "but you want me to, don't you."
"...Yes." Liz hissed, her body coiled expectantly.
She was beyond denying her own feelings on the matter. What had been a simple curiosity had become a full-blown desire. Considering how sensual the activity felt now, she could only imagine how stunning the real deal would feel.
Liz rested her forehead against her forearm, allowing her fantasies to take shape, closing her mind to all else except the exquisite imagery.
"I know you do." Red ran a possessive hand against the woman's rump, pulling at the area he aroused with his touch. "I'll make sure you fucking crave the sensation after I'm done... you'll want it again... and again. I promise."
Liz gasped breathlessly.
"Imagine how wonderful it will feel, baby..." Red murmured, reaching between the woman's damp thighs for her tender clit.
Liz couldn't help but imagine things as Red stroked her snug hole with the warmed surface of her toys.
"If you love the sensation of my cock taking possession of your pussy," the man's voice roughed, "... you're gonna love the thick spread of it settling deep in your ass."
Squeezing her eyes tight, Liz fought for her equilibrium to balance itself out, to no avail. The low buzz that had been building behind her eyes morphed, into a montage of carnal fantasies.
"Take a breath," Red instructed, his tone tight.
Obeying without question, Liz took a deep breath, then released it slowly.
"Again..." Red's gravelly voice deepened as the woman reacted to the demand.
Applying a gentle pressure, the sleek bulb slid past the tight ring before Lizzy's body naturally took over.
Moaning melodiously, Liz's mouth fell agape as the heavy width stretched and filled her.
"...That's the way," Red murmured lovingly, watching in awe as the woman's tight little hole grabbed for the bulb and pulled it inward, deeper inside.
Like a light beckoning him to a place of warmth and shelter, the emerald green jewel gleamed back at Red. He wasn't the least bit surprised when a trickle of warmth slicked his cock head in response to the salivating sight.
"That feels so fucking good..." Liz panted for the sensation.
Clasping the woman's hips, Red drew her back against the hard bulge she produced, pushing against the sensitive surface of her core.
Leaning, Red worked a hand under the woman's lax torso, cupping her breast.
"Does it, baby?" Red grunted in her ear, lifting her upwards.
The unexpected and overwhelming jolt of the toy jostling inside her stole the woman's breath away, causing her knees to weaken.
"I've got you..." Red promised, turning the pliable woman in his arms.
Cupping Lizzy's ass, Red ducked his nose into the fragrant neckline, kissing and licking the skin afforded him. Pressing at the deep-seated toy, his mouth tilted at the corner when Lizzy released a soft, aroused cry.
Wasting no time, Red worked his way to the sweet mouth, slipping his tongue into the warm opening, exploring the hot cavern with slow, languid strokes.
Using his free hand, he pulled at the buttons on his shirt. Red's hands caressed her body, his mouth devouring hers hungrily.
"You are so beautiful..." he murmured, shrugging the now opened shirt off. The soft linen fell to the floor in a light rustle.
Pulling at the latch on his belt, Red's fingers shook with building excitement and anticipation
"I can feel you shaking." Red muttered, his mouth brushing her full lips. "Are you as eager to fuck as I am?"
"I want you... so badly." Liz's brow crinkled adorably.
Grappling with his zipper, Red lowered the dark slacks over his hips, stepping out of their confines.
"I've made fucking sure if it." he practically growled the fact.
Stroking his hand over the dark strands of Lizzy's hair, Red's eyes sharpened when the woman suddenly knelt before him.
His breath caught as Lizzy's small hand encased the heaviness of his cock, her mouth enveloping the dripping and swollen tip lovingly.
"Fuck.." Red cupped the woman's head as he felt the warm, wet cushion of Lizzy's mouth engulf him. "...Shit... baby."
A raw, guttural groan of relief burst from his strained throat.
"Fuck..." he repeated, his sharp breath expelled when Lizzy's little tongue flit avidly against his taut flesh, "fuck... yes." His breath grew more rapid... his sack quivering deliciously.
Lowering his eyes to the highly stimulating visual, Red couldn't help the instinctual urge to grasp the woman's long tresses in his fingers.
Looking up at the man's tortured expression, Liz opened her mouth, allowing Red to see his cock settled on the cradle of her tongue, the blue eyes holding his intently focused ones.
The ache in her already throbbing core surged as Red licked his suddenly dry lips. The man's brow tightened into a agonized furrow when the woman undulated the pink muscle of her tongue along the hardened flesh of his shaft.
"... Do you have any fucking idea," Red gritted through his teeth, "just what the fuck you're doing to me right now?" he rasped the accusation.
Red's breath caught as Lizzy gently captured the bulging bulb between her teeth, tenderly scraping the aroused flesh.
"Jesus..." Red hissed for the woman's bold move, very much appreciating the tease.
"There's nothing more bewitching," Red fought the need to close his eyes for the wondrous sensation. Lizzy's mouth hugging his cock was slowly driving him up the proverbial fucking wall, "than seeing your beautiful lips around my cock."
Red slipped the tip of his shaft between the woman's lips, watching the pout conform to the push and pull of his wide crown.
Allowing the man his way, Liz plumped her lips just so... then flicked her tongue against his frenulum.
Red's head fell back, a rasping, hoarse cry of agony escaping his lips.
Releasing the woman from his control, Red welcomed her every whim.
Slowly slipping further down the man's length, Liz pressed the crown of his instrument against the roof of her mouth, rubbing her tongue along the fleshy underside of the giving flesh experimentally.
Red felt his shaft flex and harden further, an incredible tingle of warmth collecting in his sensitive head.
Applying amorous open-mouth kisses to the heavy flesh, Liz worked her way down the length, liberally wetting the hard velvet in her trek.
"You must enjoy my cock in your mouth," Red avidly watched Lizzy's administrations, "...the way you take such exquisite care of it for me."
Widening her tongue, Liz bathed the man's shaft and sack in a mind-blowing caress.
Red moaned, rubbing soothing fingers against Lizzy's scalp, "God..." he drawled his agony, "I'm on the edge, sweetheart. You're making me..." he lost his train of thought, a grunt of delight shaking his body to the core.
Smirking, Liz sat back on her haunches, pleased by the awed praise... but also the sight which greeted her. The man's hard, straining cock bobbed rigidly towards her, pleading for more of her attention.
Liz's already tightened core quivered, causing a tormenting pang to settle deep within her center as heat pooled at her opening.
The sweet scent of Lizzy's arousal tickled Red's senses, drawing him deeper under her thrall.
Tentatively flicking her tongue out, Liz watched Red's reaction as she captured and licked away a tiny droplet of moisture trickling from the wide head.
Drawing the distended mushroom between her lips, Liz gently cupped the man's sack as she tenderly suckled the sensitive head.
"I love how you suck cock." the man husked a resonant growl.
Losing himself to the delicious tug of Lizzy's beautiful mouth, Red felt his balls swell in anticipation of answering the call.
"I'm gonna give you a mouthful..." Red warned, "instead of a warmed pussy, if you don't stop..."
While she would love to see Red lose himself to her activity, Liz longed to feel the heavy-weight of the man's cock inside her.
Reluctantly pulling back, Liz placed her swollen lips to the tip of Red's rock hard cock, giving it a lingering and loving kiss.
Red offered a firm hand, which Lizzy accepted, her warm fingers clinging to his strong ones, gently lifting the woman upright.
Walking the last few feet to their destination, Red tugged his prize in tow. He sat on the provided bench, urging Lizzy closer.
Biting anxiously at her lip, Liz waited as the man situated himself. She reached for the protruding erection, taking the heavy girth in hand.
Welcoming the woman's inquisitive touch, Red closed his eyes to the willful tug on his hardened flesh.
"Come here, baby." he rasped hoarsely.
Liz lifted her leg, placing it beside Red's thigh, placing the other along the opposite.
Grasping the woman's hip, Red pulled her forward until the long line of his cock came flush with the seam of her pussy.
"I can feel how wet you are..." he grunted approvingly, rocking his pelvis up and against the swell of Lizzy's clit.
Searching her face, Red enjoyed Elizabeth's concentrated frown as she pushed against the offer, eagerly rubbing her humid pussy against him.
Watching his cockhead emerge from between the woman's tumescent lips, Red cradled Lizzy's breast in his palm, thumbing the sharp peak of her nipple.
Placing his forefinger below the classic line of Elizabeth's chin, Red unwaveringly held her deep blue eyes, brushing her sweet mouth with a seductive sweep.
"I want you to come on my cock," he gestured to the thick shaft, "...drown me in your essence." he said, leisurely stroking himself.
The sight of the man's thumb languidly smoothing the beaded drop of semen which had emerged from the swollen tip caused Liz to respond in kind.
She massaged the hood of her sex, the ache inside her body increasing vehemently.
Red met the woman half-way, positioning his rampant erection where it was needed. The blunt tip of his cock found its target with little effort.
Liz's closed blissful eyes, the swell of her lips parting with a broken moan. She allowed Red's cockhead to slip into place... and to ease into her little hole.
Liquid heat wept freely from her aroused body, coating the thick bulb of Red's plum, easing the way for his entrance.
"Relax..." Red urged roughly, guiding the woman down the hardened rod. "Fuck..." he watched her progress, his breath coming in shallow gasps. "That's it... take my cock, baby." he whispered his distress.
His voice shook. He felt the normally snug hold of Lizzy's sheath struggle to accommodate the gentle push of his shaft, his senses reeling.
The large, weighted bulb, which was settled in Lizzy's ass, pressed against Red's cock. He stretched the tiny hole open with his wide glans.
Grasping the man's shoulders, Liz lowered herself down the entire length until she felt the pillow of Red's sack.
Quickly becoming accustom to the heavy feeling in her pelvis, Liz wriggled her hips, rather enjoying the full sensation pooling in her apex.
Red cursed softly, grinding Lizzy's soft muff flush against his own lighter pelt.
The soft ripple of her core fluctuated around his thick shaft, massaging his length in glorious waves.
Wasting no time, Liz experimentally rolled her hips, driving Red's cock deep within the warm glove.
His large palms engulfed the woman's slim hips. Red guided the natural movement of her body, steadying the fluid motion she performed.
So inundated by sensation, Red concentrated solely on the feel of Lizzy's flesh on his.
The soft brush of her ass on his thighs, the graze of her full breasts moving against his chest hair... the feeling of her long hair tickling the back of his hand.
Hypnotized by the sight of his cock disappearing between her legs, covered in her creamy nectar; the man's gaze sharpened.
Shifting her weight, Liz unintentionally presented her bouncing breasts to Red's averted gaze.
Gifted with such tantalizing enticement, Red leaned, capturing the tight bud. Suckling the tender peak, he drew a rough tongue against the reddened flesh.
Liz's pace quickened as she rode the fat cock between her thighs with enthusiastic determination.
Cream poured from her already saturated core, slicking the wide shaft with each bounce of her ass off the man's thighs.
The frantic motion of their love-making eclipsed all other sounds for the moment. A fine sheen of perspiration covered their straining bodies.
"Your cock is so hard..." she mewled, gingerly rubbing her clit on the fleshy surface.
Liz was gratified to feel the sensation of Red's foreskin manipulating her core. The tug as the skin rippling and sliding inside her, was fucking electrifying.
Red kneaded the plumpness pf Lizzy's right breast, rubbing his thumb against her nipple. He suckled the opposite mound arduously.
The smooth flesh bounced erratically against his hand, which ran under the slope of Lizzy's breast.
Feeling Lizzy's ass quicken its pace, Red growled lustfully, kneading the plentiful handful.
The bite of her fingers on his shoulders, her hot panted breath on his neckline alerted Red of Elizabeth's urgent need.
"Your greedy little cunt needs to come... doesn't it." He muttered assertively, pushing on the toy in her ass. "I can feel it fucking quivering on my cock..."
Liz inched closer to Red's bulk, rutting the man's cock vigorously.
"H-Help me..." she keened her desperation. "Make me come..." she breathlessly pleaded.
"I'll help you, baby." the man crooned approvingly, his large palms engulfing the woman's tiny ass.
"What about me, sweetheart?" he held his smile, sensing the woman's state, proud he had been the catalyst of such a moment. "I expect compensation. Which... you will supply, correct?"
"Oh, y-yes, Red!" Liz would have promised the man the moon at this stage, enjoying Red gravely voice. "I'll make you come... I-I swear."
Appeased by the woman's response, Red's muscular arm secured Elizabeth's waist, his free hand roughly grasping her sweet ass. Holding her stationary, he rocked her pussy hard and fast along this rigid erection.
"Yeah... you will." he concurred, his voice tight with strain.
The frenzied pace of their bodies coming together, the sensation of Lizzy's unrestrained response, pulled a gruff, rumbling grunt from his throat.
Bunching the woman's hair in his fist, Red gently tugged at the roots as he nipped the swell of Elizabeth's breast.
The well of emotion building in the woman's chest broke free in a wild, uninhibited outcry that shocked even Red. He had never heard such a spontaneous and uncontrolled response from Lizzy.
Liz gave herself over to the overwhelming climax, welcoming its arrival. Her cries of passion continued untempered; bursts of rapturous delight which echoed in Red's mind.
Grasping the trembling woman closer, the man slowed their movements, timing his deepened thrusts with the fluctuating rhythm of Lizzy's core.
Finally collapsing to his chest, Liz rested her cheek against Red's shoulder, her panted breaths tickling his neckline.
Giving the woman a moment to catch her breath, Red waited out the interval with patience born of necessity.
"I'm calling in my marker..." the man muttered, his voice tight with restrained lust.
He offered over his still ramrod erection, hissing his pleasure. The woman's fluttering sheath tugged at his cock as he lowered her body systematically onto the rigid pole.
His hands went to Lizzy's waist, holding firm to the shapely curvature as he buried himself deep into the steamy cunt.
Closing his eyes, Red reveled in the heat of the slick little cavern. He took a moment entirely for himself.
The scent of the woman surrounded him... the soft, flowery aroma of her shampoo, the sensual vanilla drifting up from her breasts...
Red had an unobstructed view of those ripe melons so full and supple, very close to his face, the tiny, rosy nubs pertly puckered with passion.
He kept up his fast-paced rhythm because his body demanded it, his restless gaze fixated on the vigorous bounce of Lizzy's succulent breasts.
There was something seductive, if not mesmerizing, about the sight. The exquisite mounds swayed with his frantic motions, shaking and jostling erotically about.
The persistent yearning to tongue the woman's proud erect nubs and bite the luscious alabaster flesh was a strong relentless emotion.
"Your tits are so fucking beautiful!" he hissed his appreciation.
His abdomen and thigh muscles burned from the exertion. He didn't give a shit... his cock was giving the orders now.
He was ready... hell, he had been ready, holding himself in reserve... ensuring Lizzy's pleasure, but now he wanted his due.
He craved his due.
He found it in those sweet, swollen lips that sucked his cock so eagerly... so lovingly effective. And now... in the hot recesses of Lizzy's undulating cunt.
He felt the familiar build of pressure in his testicles; the churning, euphoric sensation of semen filling the swollen orbs.
The friction of the tiny cleft shivering and contracting about the slick flesh of his cock was driving the man closer... and closer to the zenith he fucking earned.
Grasping a handful of sensual ass cheek in one palm, Red kneaded the lush flesh with a brazen, possessive touch...stroking the woman with overt familiarity.
Taking hold of the green jewel tip, Red worked the toy experimentally from time to time, as the emotion struck him.
Keeping a running check on the bulbous toy he had carefully inserted into Lizzy's orifice, Red paid diligent attention, carefully building yet another fire within the woman's body.
He could feel the fluttering convulsions along the ridge of his cock, the sounds she emitted, clear evidence of the woman's own involvement.
"Ride me, baby." Red panted the gruff demand, stroking her swollen clit with increased pressure. "Move your little ass... I want to fill your pussy with my come."
He could hardly articulate his desperation.
A deep-seated urgency started in the man's gut, a quicksilver stream of liquid heat singing through his veins and into his balls.
Red gasped at its strength, giving himself over to the primitive pull.
Lizzy's pussy tightened and rippled, eliciting a tremulous groan from the man's parched throat.
A momentary black void enveloped the man, stripping him of him of his senses... if not his civility.
Focused solely on the woman fucking the very life from him, Red surrendered to the euphoria distorting everything around him.
A vibrant kaleidoscope of color burst behind his eyelids as the rapturous pleasure encompassed his very soul.
Streaks of electric current stole throughout his body, traversing his frame in crashing waves of ecstasy.
His cock pulsed spasmodically, cream exploding from the swollen tip. The powerful jets of semen poured like lava from his sensitive crown, heating the woman's already warm sheath.
Sensing the essence filling her, Lizzy cried out her passion. Clinging to his presence, the woman rutted her quivering pussy against the hard shaft, taking all it offered.
Grunting brokenly, Red basked in the release and woman shuddering in his arms.
Riding the shocking waves of sensation, he pulled the woman's ass tight against his groin, shoving his cock deep and hard into the fluttering oasis.
Swallowing hard, Red attempted to key his breathing into a semblance of normalcy.
Moments passed before the feat was achieved.
"That's it..." he whispered faintly, basking in the fluctuating waves pulled at his cock. "Love warming your pussy..." he muttered.
Guiding the woman's ass, Red slowly inched Lizzy's slick and quivering cunt along his shaft. Streams of warmth trickled from his parted slit in delicious currents.
Lizzy's lips caressed his shoulder line, drawing attention to a stinging bite on his flesh. He hadn't even noticed the discomfort until now.
The woman's heavy mounds heaved against his chest, her flesh pressing intimately to the pelt found there.
What a wondrous feeling.
Red's eyes remained closed, wishing to prolong the moment.
Tightening his arms about Lizzy's waist, Red held her near; his free hand spreading into the woman's unruly strands, cradling her head to his shoulder.
No barriers lay between their naked flesh. No remnants of turmoil or strife echoed in their minds.
In that one simple act of passion, all issues... all doubts... all questions had been answered.
At least in Red's mind. He hoped Lizzy felt the same way.
His lips trailed a gentle, leisurely path along the woman's dampened temple and cheek line. He moved her hair out of his path, retracing the route taken.
Edward Costa's ghost no longer haunted, no longer mocked...
All was as it had been.
Red's mouth curved into a tender smile at Elizabeth's soft whimper of melancholy... for Red had ever so gently removed her play toy, laying it aside.
The woman shifted, snuggling closer, enveloped in the warmth and comfort of Red's embrace.
Red didn't know how long they remained there... quiet, their breathing the only discernable sound between them.
"One of us should make the first move... I suppose." Red's ever logical mind realized their fate. "We can't stay like this forever."
"Why not?" Liz sleepily demanded to know.
Red canted his head after a moment, actually wondering over the moment himself. Why couldn't they stay... just for a little while?
Kissing the woman's neckline, Red nuzzled into the fragrant flesh, sighing blissfully.
"... Why can't we, indeed."
AUTHOR NOTE:
I had a specific visual in mind when writing Red 'spanking' Liz. It was supposed to be more teasing and sensual than anything, but I have no idea if I described that correctly. Be assured, I am not writing the next 50 Shades of Grey.
After a frustrating, and infuriating, search I found two Gifs to act as a visual if you were curious about what I envisioned.
If you'd like to see them, just let me know. It goes without saying, they are of an adult nature and contain nudity.
My private email is on my Archive of Our Own profile if you would like to contact me. :)