The Blue Moon Room

Yes

She smile her voice a soft whisper as she nipped at his lips. One fingertip tracing over his lips and chest her eyes lo led on his.
 
With that he kissed her fingertip then reached up and brought her head down close to his for a heartfelt passionate kiss as his other hand guiding her down slow, tenderly, onto his cock.
 
A soft gasp into the kiss as she felt him slowly enter her. Pressing tenderly into this passionate kiss. Her hips wriggling as she moved her hands to caress over his chest and shoulders trailing fingernails softly over his back.
 
Armand pulled back then. Looking up into her eyes using his hands to lift her up and then down. Slow at first, but deeper and faster with each progression.

Now we dance.
 
Hooking the heels of her feet on the connector bars on the chair legs to help some smiling down into his eyes.

Yes... we do...


Pressing passionately into a kiss her body undulating against him eyes still focused on his in this primal moment.
 
His hands run up the sides of her body as she began to dance in earnest on his cock. They cupped and squeezed her breasts. One moved to her back and to support her as he pushed her to lean back relying on his strength to keep her from falling back, and giving her greater room to undulate her hips and better leverage to dance her sex upon his cock.

For a few minutes he enjoyed the show she gave him, but once his arms started to get tired he pulled her back upright. Reaching up and pulling her head to his he claimed her lips in a return to the passionate kiss of earlier.
 
Smiling she curled into the kiss arms draping over his shoulders and neck pressing tenderly into the passion of the kiss once more. This was all far beyond natural to her being here with him... the music... the intensity between them from the beginning. Her eyes fell closed lost in each and every sensation of this moment.
 
With a flash of movement he pushed them off the chair and onto the floor before it. Armand was careful that Nadya didn't bang the back of her head during it, but now she lay on the hardwood dancefloor of the Blue Moon Room and he hovered over her between her spread thighs, embedded within her clutching sex. His palms spread and planted on either side of her. He continued their kiss as his hips rose and fell thrusting his hard cock inside her with a steady strength.
 
Suddenly on the floor she was surprised but the fact that they never missed a beat made it easier to forget and just go with it. Her body rippling as she moved so that her hips pulled away and ground close in time with each thrust. Her eyes seeking his as she gasped softly hands slithering over his chest and arms till her hands found his.
 
This was dancing as it should be, the expression of joy and passion and lust.

Armand took each of her hands in his, effectively pinning them against the floor, but neither of them cared much of games of power right now. This was a mutual upswell of passion and fire shared equally between them. So to prevent hurting her hands he kept his weight off of them, but it took some of his leverage away. So Armand compensated by thrusting and rotating his hips to make certain he hit all the spots hidden within the paradise he was plumbing that made Nadya catch her breath.
 
The rotating with his thrusts only seemed to add to the sensations and desire. Leaning up to nip and kiss his lips jawline and neck she rippled her body again helping add to his depth and rotations.
 
He continued with his thrust and rotation motions even as Nadya rippled and lifted her hips aiding in the depth of his penetration.

He bent down his head planting quick but passionate kisses in a line from her forehead down the bridge of her nose to those delectable lips. There he took his time lips against hers tongue slipping inside and running over the surface of hers.
 
Lips parting into the kiss her body and tongue dancing with his. Her eyes falling closed her body undulating and pressing closer to his hips with ever thrust.
 
He rolled them over so now he lay on the floor with her atop him. Now his hands were pinned to the floor by hers. Their kiss unbroken continued. His heels pressed into the floor providing him all the leverage he needed to thrust his hard cock into her hot clutching pussy with all the power and passion he had in him.
 
She continued to kiss him her hips bouncing with his thrusts and her own energy. Her hands holding his keeping weight more on her legs than on his hands not wanting to hurt him. Intensity growing as she gasped at all of the passion and hunger.
 
He broke the kiss allowing them to breath and gasp aloud once more as their pace mutually quickened. The intensity of their dance today was rising. They were reaching a crescendo of their morning.

Nadya.
 
Armand

As the kiss broke she smiled as he spoke her name answering with his name she then tossed her head back guiding his hands to her breasts as her eyes closed for even a moment as that ever growing intensity danced through her as it grew stronger still.
 
He held and cupped and squeezed her breasts. Thrusting up into her with a fierce passion.

Nadya. Soon.
 
Nodding she dropped her head down to stare into his eyes.

Yes soon

Her pace increased with his her eyes never leaving his
 
Their eyes met and their gazes never left eachother. Their pace picked up and the intensity of their passion came to their quickening as Armand reached the precipice.

Nadya. Now.

With one final thrust he came inside her.
 
She tried to say yes but all that fell from her lips was a gasp her body tensing and trembling with her own rampaging start to her own orgasm as well.
 
The lay together sprawled on the floor. Armand's hand running gently down from her nape over her back to the curve of her buttock in a gentle soothing way. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of her knuckles.
 
Her hand reached to trace fingers over his chest as she laid there with him eyes finally closing again letting all sensation calm down. moving her face slightly to press a faint kiss to his neck as she laid there.
 
This was good. This was nice. This was fucking perfect. Armand didn't want this moment to ever end.

He reached over and tucked a stray lock of hair back behind her ear.
 
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She smiled lost in the moment forgetting the fact that they were on the dance floor in this condition meant nothing it was all too wonderful. A soft sigh of complete contentment finally slipping from her lips as she smiled.
 
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