Homecoming

[a_libertine]

The appetizers arrived while they were talking, and Marc dug in with his normal gusto. Almost eating with both hands at once. "Nursing is a cool gig."

A couple of people that Marc had known in high school stopped over and they exchanged pleasantries, Marc promising half heartedly to keep in touch better in the future.

 

[sandi_grl]

They bantered back and forth over dinner, saying hi to the few classmates that came over. Marc grabbed the check as soon as it was dropped at the table, not even giving Chelsea a chance to glance at it.

She grabbed his hand as they walked out and back to the car. "Thank you for dinner." She kissed his cheek as they walked. "What's for dessert?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked down at Chelsea and said, "You."

At Tehran jeep he pulled her close a hand on each of her ass cheeks and he pulled her in tight. His mouth found hers, slowly he kissed her, his tongue languidly licking at her lips, and when they opened, he stabbed into her mouth with a soul felt urgency.

His hands massaged her ass, and he decided this was way more fun under a bikini than through jeans, stone washed or otherwise.

Breathlessly breaking the kiss, "Let's go to the motel."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea let out a small squeal of surprise as he pulled her close, his hips against hers. Her hands instinctively found their way to his neck and the back of his head, and her tongue danced with his.

The motel.

"You sure?" She wasn't going to complain if that's what he really wanted. Lord knows the privacy would be welcomed.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc nodded emphatically, "Yes. I want to be alone with you, be able to hold you, kiss you, and caress you."

He pinned her against the jeep, moving his hands from ass cheeks to hip and back. His mouth found hers again and this time he kissed her hungrily, his mouth putting his desire for her on display.

 

[sandi_grl]

Her hands traveled his arms, feeling his biceps and deltoids. "Mmph..." It took all she could muster to push him away enough to break the kiss. "If you keep kissing me like this, we're not going to make it." She pinched his side playfully. "And you need to open my door."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc kissed her again, "That means I will have to let go, not sure I want part of that plan. Maybe I can call Chas, and have him come drive us."

Regardless, he felt around behind Chelsea until he found the door handle, and pulled it open. "You carriage, ma'am," he whispered.

After she was in, he closed the door and headed to the passenger side of the vehicle. "I wonder, can you get us there before you swat my hand away?"

 

[sandi_grl]

She had the Jeep in gear before he even closed the passenger door, and drove out of the parking lot a little faster than she should have. Chelsea wanted nothing more than to run every red light and stop sign... She swatted at his hands each time he grabbed at her, and squeezed her shoulder up to her ear each time he tried to kiss her neck or bite her ear. It took 10 minutes too long for them to reach the motel, and he frustrated her to no end the entire way.

"Where's your room? "

 

[a_libertine]

Marc grinned at her, "Don't worry, you will get there."

He picked her up by the waist and kissed her as he started walking toward the external stairwell. Blindly he felt around for the first step with his foot, and once he found it started up the stairs. One hand was cupped under her ass, holding her firm against him as his mouth ravaged hers.

 

[sandi_grl]

A squeal of thrill escaped her as he picked her up, and she automatically she wrapped her legs around his waist as he started walking. Her arms went around his neck, hands at the back of his head, pulling his mouth closer to hers.

A thought popped in the back of Chelsea's mind, that she was impressed he was ascending up the stairs, carrying her, with relative ease. With the amount of gear he was lugging around on a daily basis over in the desert, it shouldn't have surprised her.

 

[a_libertine]

He made their way along the hall to his room, four doors up the walkway. Fumbling around he had some difficulty pulling the key card out and opening the door. Once it was open, the door banged open and in they went. The door banged shut as Marc stepped to the side.

He broke off the kiss and said, "Alone at last, that god almighty we are alone at last."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea giggled against his neck, biting where it met his shoulder. Setting her feet down on the floor, she didn't waist any time, her hands sliding up under his shirt. "Thank God," she murmured.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc's shirt went flying with in seconds of the door closing. With a primal growl, something like a warning or mating noise, Marc's mouth mouth clamped down on her throat and he nibbled and sucked on it until her blouse was up around her neck.

Pausing long enough to throw her forest green blouse across the room, Marc looked at Chelsea again. His eyes heatedly devoured her.

"Perfect, " he growled as he snatched her up into his arms. He held her close, tenderly, as he walked over to the bed. He laid her down and stood above her. His chest heaved as gale after gale of breath came out of him.

His voice was soft, but there was a firmness to it as he said, "Take your jeans off."

 

[sandi_grl]

One shirt gone. She moaned in response to his growl, and his lips burned across her skin. Another shirt gone, leaving her in a soft pink bra. Goosebumps ran over her skin and butterflies fluttered in her stomach as he ate her up with his eyes. He said she was perfect, which sent another flutter through her stomach.

Chelsea stared up at him from the bed, his body looming over hers. Her hands worked at the button and zipper of her jeans in response to his request, order. Shimmying them over her hips, revealing the matching lacey pink panties, she slid them down her legs and kicked them to the floor. She stared up at the demigod that stood before her, her chest heaving with each breath. "You're turn," she said, sitting and reaching for his belt.

 

[a_libertine]

If he wasn't hard when he put her on the bed when her jeans worked their way down her legs he was. Lacey pink bra and panties, covered, enhanced, beckoned him to her. As she started tearing at his belt he laughed warmly and caressed her face.

He helped with the top button and almost shot his load into his boxers as Chelsea pulled down his zipper. With a sharp thrust downward, his jeans pooled on the floor around his ankles. His cock strained against his boxers, a spot of precum darkening the thin patterned material.

Marc reached around her with his left hand and deftly freed the hooks that held the bra closed. His right hand smoothed first one, the the other strap, causing the bra to fall to her elbows.

He looked down and swallowed hard. Her breasts were just a little more than a handful with a puffy areola, diamond like nipples. He ran his hand across the left boob then squeezed it. "I am going to feast on you," he said in a voice he didn't recognize.

 

[sandi_grl]

Sliding her arms free from the straps of her bra, that too was carelessly tossed to the floor. Her body hummed with anticipation, and she nearly jumped as his hand swept across and then gently, but firmly squeezed her left breast.

Chelsea moved back on the bed some, gently tugging him with her so that he laid over her, her legs on either side of his hips. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him, biting his bottom lip.

 

[a_libertine]

The heat and hunger in Chelsea's kiss was amazing and it took Marc's breath away. He ground his hips down, his hard member slicing into the folds of her vagina through the two layers of thin material.

He broke the kiss off and nibbled on her neck, down along her shoulder. Scooting down he slowed to a stop at her breasts. His breath heaved in gales across her nipples and tits. Lowering his mouth, he sucked her right nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue across the top as he bit down gently around the areola.

 

[sandi_grl]

As Marc moved his mouth over her skin, she let her hands travel to his back, exploring the muscles there, her fingers feeling and learning each contour. She sucked in a breath as he closed his teeth softly around the areola and teased her nipple with his tongue. Head falling to the pillows, Chelsea closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensations.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc laid flat on Chelsea as he gnawed on one tit then the other, going back and forth, attempting to completely devour her. He could feel her heat building against his chest as her core heated and moistened.

His hands moved constantly, gliding over her skin, touching, tweaking, pulling and pinching.

 

[sandi_grl]

The wetness between her legs increase, and she could feel her body flush. Each touch, bite, pinch, pull, tweak... She moaned, never realized that her breasts could be so sensitive. Fingers dug into his back, and she dragged her nails up to his shoulders. He was like a drug, her body ached for more, back arching, pushing herself against him. "Please," she begged in a breath

 

[a_libertine]

Marc began sucking on his favorite part of a woman, the crease between boob and torso as Chelsea pleaded, "Please. "

He could only interpret that as a need to orgasm, something he was willing to oblige her. After leaving a mark half the size of his mouth on her under boob, Marc began kissing his way down her stomach.

With his mouth just above her pussy, he teased, "Please, what baby?"

 

[sandi_grl]

Just when she thought he was going to spend the rest of the night feasting on her breasts, not that she would have complained too much, he started to move down her stomach. A few giggles escaped her, a few of his kisses down her stomach hitting a few sensitive, ticklish spots.

His face just above her pussy, his breath caused a cool sensation on the damp material of her panties, which sent a shiver through her. "I need you, that..." There was no need to be, but suddenly she felt slight embarrassment wash over her. She looked down him. He knew, he just wanted to hear her say it. God, that sexy smirk would be the end of her. "I need to cum," she said sheepishly.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at her and his voice was warm, but full of determined intent, "Then cum you shall."

He grabbed the gusset of her panties in both hands, then yanked violently, up and down. The lacey material parted under the force generated by his arms, and her sweet earthy aroma filled his nostrils.

He moved his hands out, under each of her thighs and pressed them up and out, raising her ass slightly, and spreading her wide open.. Marc lowered his mouth, open wide, and sucked on as much of her pussy as he could, tongue driving into her with a deep moan.

 

[sandi_grl]

A loud moan escaped Chelsea and her body jolted as his mouth came down and claimed her, the overwhelming sensation surprising her. "Jesus... Marc..." she panted, her hands clenching at the bedding underneath her, head falling back to the pillows. She was thankful for his hands holding her legs, keeping them apart, as her body's natural reaction was to close her legs to the intense thrills he was giving her. She hoped he was enjoying this half as much as she was, his touch was sweet torture. He moved almost strategically, trying to find the right places to take her to the edge.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc slowly licked his way from hole up up to her clit. He lapped at her clit with long slow, heavy strokes. It mover up and down under the pressure of his tongue. Sucking it I to his mouth, Marc held it with his teeth and started licking faster and lighter with each passing stroke.

Removing g his left hand from the back of her thigh, Marc played around her vaginally opening until he felt Chelsea tense up, then he slid it in, hooking his finger to bring her over the edge.