"Spent"
Chapter Forty-Eight
By Darthelwig
*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***
A/N: Apparently I write more when I'm sick and high on meds. This isn't the first time a chapter has been written under these conditions. lol
Frantic, frenzied, they clutched at each other, lost in the other's lips and heat and touch. She wrapped herself around his strong body, hard muscles easily supporting her slender frame. Moans and heaving breaths escaped them both as they slammed the door behind them in their haste.
His clothes disappeared quickly, revealing dark skin and metal to the air, and her nails dug into his ass as she yanked him closer. He grunted, hand coming up to catch himself on the wall. She fumbled her skirt up and panty to the side, and his free hand slipped between her legs, fingers unerringly finding her slick channel and thrusting inside. He worked her roughly, opening her up, giving her that delicious stretch she needed, making her legs tremble and threaten to give out.
No words needed to be spoken. They simply continued to devour each other's kisses as he moved his fingers and replaced them with his hard cock. At that, her knees really did go weak and buckle, and he swiftly caught and pinned her against the wall, impaled on his shaft. She was aroused enough to be dripping, slick making his entry easy though they hadn't been together in weeks and she was swollen and tight with desire.
He buried his face in her neck as he started to thrust, working his hips in short, hard jerks to fuck himself deep into her, and she clutched tightly to his back as he held her legs spread wide for their pleasure.
Her words now were only half spoken and garbled, lost in lust and mindless ecstasy. They were moving in rhythm, her hips working against his hard body. He didn't need her words to guide him. They wanted the same thing. The sounds forced from her throat were all the encouragement he needed.
Quickly, too quickly, they crested, crashing over that peak together. He sank his teeth into her shoulder, wild in his release, and the sensation went straight to her wet core where she was throbbing around him, making her clench in exquisite pain. They both groaned and spasmed with it, caught in the pleasure, caught in each other.
He remained standing through sheer force of will, muscles locked in a stubborn battle with gravity, and she had to nudge him to let her down, he had her pinned so tight to the wall. She hissed as his cock slid out of her and he ducked down for a kiss. He pulled her collar back to see where he'd bitten her, remorse plain on his face, but she smiled and dismissed his concern. Still, he checked. No damage done.
It was a matter of moments before they were presentable again, clothes in place once more, leaving only a bright flush to her skin to mark their lovemaking. She smoothed her hands down over her skirt and then through her hair, and he brushed the long strands back for her to make sure nothing looked out of place.
And then they were out the door, pretending to be friends again.