On a dark and stormy night

[caspai]

Meaghan

Hearing his words, Meaghan fell back against the wall of the elevator, gasping at the feel of his fingers upon her. There was only a thin layer of silk between her ache and his fingers, a layer that was now transparent with the obvious evidence of her arousal. The feelings were slamming through her more strongly than they had in longer than she cared to admit to anyone, least of all herself. The strong, dull throb within her was becoming overwhelming.

Slinding down to her knees in front of him, her hands running through his hair, Meaghan pressed herself forcefully to him, her lips clashing with his, infusing the kiss with all the pent up passion she had denied within herself for too long. Pulling away from him and gasping for breath, her skin flushed and beginning to be covered with a fine sheen of sweat, she looked into his eyes...

I don't understand why it is you who make me feel these things, but I know that if I stop feeling them now, I may never feel them again, and I couldn't survive that happening. Not right at this second.

 

[Exosus]

Sliding his fingers into her panties as he moved closer, Mark kissed her deeply as his fingers found the source of her (and his) desire, gently teasing the outer folds as his thumb found her clit

"Sometimes what is right cannot be explained." He panted as he gently manipulated her slowly towards orgasm, his finger occasionally dipping into her wet sex as his thumb spread her juices over her clit, his entire hand still confined by her panties.

Suddenly, as she drew close, he removed his hand and sucked his thumb into his mouth, tasting her, before removing his pants slowly.

"There can be no doubt that this is right."