He felt an inner warmth as she curled up next to him. He liked this side of her, a bit softer. Happier.
He chuckled lightly when she asked about the movie, "it's fine."
They continued to drink and cuddle as the movie ground to an end. They had both had several glasses and were quite relaxed. He watched as she stretched this way and that, and he could not tear his eyes from her.
As she lay, leaning against him, he caught sight of her lidded eyes and heard her breath slow. He gave her a little squeeze, "shall we get you to bed?"
At this point, he figured he would be on the sofa that night, not exactly what he had imagined when she gave him the key.
He sighed at the ambiguity of it all. Rising carefully from the couch, he reached down and slid his arms beneath her back and legs. After positioning himself, he lifted her gently from the couch. She curled up tighter against him, as though feeling safe and protected.
He carried her the short distance to her bedroom and lay her on the bed. Her T had ridden up hips, giving him an unobstructed view of her sex. He bit his lips, as he drank in the vision of her. Finally, he finagled the blankets and covered her.
He knew he should go into the living room, but the draw of her was too powerful. He undressed quietly, keeping only his boxers on. He slid under the covers and lay for a moment, just looking at the shadow of her. He listened to her breath, and soon, found himself lulled by it. She turned on her side and he set his hand softly on her.
She slept deeply for hours till the alarm sounded the next day. Her eyes opened reaching to swat at the alarm clock till she saw him there. Silencing the alarm clock she snuggled close with a soft purr seeing if he was awake.
He had slept fitfully. God, the dreams he had had...
His eye popped open with the alarm, looking at the back of Melina's head, as she moved to silence it. He lying on his side, facing her, as she snuggled back against him. He put his arm over her, pulling her closer. As he woke more fully, he realized his hand was set between her breasts. And.. she had to feel his morning erection pressing against her ass...
The feel of her leg moving against his, entwining them together was impossibly seductive. He focussed for a moment on his schedule, "noon, faculty meeting."
One hour Ancient Studies with Dr Blackwind. I honestly think she scares most of the history department. Triple doctorates military time served internationally.
He had been so very hesitant. She had nearly been raped last night and had withdrawn the one time he had tried to kiss her. But now, she was giving him an invitation.
His hand traced up her belly and between her breasts to the base of her throat. He slid to her chin and turned her head to face his as he leaned in. "I'll write you a note," he murmured as his lips descended on hers.
It was not soft. He ached for her and his hunger drove him. His slid down her chest again, his fingertips brushing roughly ovwr her nipples, hard beneath her T.
He teased her breasts as their tongues danced. Her soft mounds, hard tipped, yielding to his touch. Her soft cries told him she was enjoying this, enjoying him. He broke their kisses, leaning up, then pulling her to a sitting position, rasping, "take your T off."
As she did, he shifted and slid his boxers off, showing her his hardness.
He could only exhale as his eyes caressed her naked body for the first time. She was simply stunning... He reached for her , pulling their faces together again. His cock, his entire body pulsed at the feel of her.
Anton shifted his legs, until he was in a stable seated position. He pulled Melina onto him, stradding him. He pulled her close, thier lips met, her breasts pressed against his chest, his cock wedged between them, pressing against her belly.
His hands skated over her back and cupped her toned ass. He groaned, "I have wanted this every day since that time on the couch."
He did not stop stroking her ad he spoke, "It was not fear, so much as the realization that you were young, too young for what I wanted to do to you."
She started to ask what, when his hand slid under the cheeks of her ass and over her wet sex. Softly, he teased her labia, opening her like a flower. One arm held her as his finger alternated between dipping inside her and circling her clit.
She gasped softly feeling his affections. Her eyes lost in his as the world around them fell away.. She leaned up to kiss him again as they laid there.
Her soft gasps and sighs, the undulation of her hips as he teased her pussy.. Was there nothing about her that was not desirable? He wanted her in a hundred different ways, so many sensual delights to explore, but all one would wait.
His eyes held her as his arms encircled her. He lifted her and laid her on her back. Her legs remained spread from straddling him. He moved on top of her, guiding the tip of his cock to her wet opening. He rubbed it up and down her furrow, teasing her a bit more.
He was about to take her virginity, and he looked into her eyes, silently looking for that last permission. She nodded at him, and he entered her.
He gasped at the feel of her, warm, wet, and tight around his cock. He fought climaxing, pausing inside her.. He had wanted her for so long.
The moment past, he started to move again, slowly, gently, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against her hymen. He was sort of in control, until she asked him to show her how he had dreamt of taking her.
He gasped as his body asserted itself. He thrust, his cock bending for a moment, then piercing her hymen, surging deep inside her. Their eyes held each others as he pushed deep, entering her completely. He paused there, fully sheathed, and rained kissed upon her face.
And then he began to move, giving her the fuck he had dreamed of giving her, long, hard, and passionate...
She gasped feeling him truly beginning to take her. Her hips moved with his the undulations of bellydancing seeming quite perfect in this moment as well.