He heard it, but didn’t want to make more of it than she intended. The feelings between them were undeniable. She should have been, hand was, “The One”, except for the marital albatross.
Instead he focused on her. He looked up and admired every curve. Each one perfect, each one meant for him to explore and enjoy.
He had never particularly enjoyed going down on a woman. That was, of course, until her. She rewrote all the rules. For her he could have stayed between her legs forever. He worshipped her flower, licked and kissed and inhaled every petal, and then again, and then again once more.
His cock throbbed, he might just cum eating her, she was that good. Actually, that good and better!
Her body arched once more her hands gripping slightly as a sensually intoxicating orgasm slithered through her body from his affections. A gasp for air as she lifted her head a little to look into his eyes.
He loved how her body arched, and responded to his touch, and he let her ride it out, and they savored every moment together. "Lover, I could stay down and enjoy you forever and never get enough." He kissed his way back up her incredible body, he was so hard. She drove such passion in him. He was finally up to her mouth and he kissed her, deep and tenderly. "What do you want lover, breakfast? Or something else?"
He smiled, "Well I have already had a tasty little treat, I was just concerned you were hungry?" He pushed in close kissing her, feeling her legs pressing around him, he pushed into her, his hardness trapped between their bodies. His hands tensed gripping her shoulders and he kissed her passionately, deeply. Oh he was hungry too, famished actually, but food was not the answer...she was!
She pressed firm into the kiss nipping at his lips. He was far too hard for her to you with him orally for now she could feel that bybmeybe later or next time as she purred softly.
The reverberations of he purr went through his body like an electrical charge. He wished he could be patient and slow, but the passion she aroused had far to much urgency. Kissing her as he moved, feeling her arms and legs around him, he slid more on top of her, siding his cock back down her stomach until his head slid instinctively into her warm, wet opening. "Then let me feel you lover, eat heartily...." And with one firm, hard move, he drove his substantial hardness deep inside of her...his lover...the one and only woman he had or ever would love!
A soft gasp as he hips pressed into his thrust. Her arms and legs slithering around his body hugging him close. He was the closest she had ever known to actual love and even if she did have to share him she would always love and cherish every moment they had together
They were an incredible combination of fiery passion and athleticism, and tenderness and love. They tossed every seasoning possible into the bowl. At their hottest they melted the sun, at their softest, the sweetest sonnet. But as they got closer, he started to pound her, and pound her. He was flooring the accellerator and taking her harder than hard into the turns, and she handled the best he could give her...and urged him for more!
He arched his back, extending his muscular arms, his entire body tensed, as orgasm fired through his body, driving in and firing into her. It was ecstacy, heaven, one only experienced between her thighs, deep inside of her, sharing their moments. They were too few...far, far too few...but they were spectacular. He collapsed on top of her, and rolled her on top of him. "You Lover are amazing!"
He could stay here all day. Holding her, reveling in her kisses and nips, just the way she felt so perfect in his arms. "Jessie, I really would like to get away, the cabin sounds great, but anywhere as long as it is with you. I would love to have Marco too. You have some leave saved up, what do you say, you, me our four footed friend, steal away somewhere?"
That reminded, him, "I think I owe someone else a workout too!" but then he pulled her back close and kissed again, maybe just a few more minutes of this first.
He pulled her toward him with their kisses. He couldn't help but run his hands over her body, exploring and playing and tickling. So many days he would watch her at the precinct, wanting to touch her, wanting to do exactly this! "Lover, you just feel so incredible here, every touch of you just fires electricity through my body. There are so many times at work I just want t pull you away, find some place private, and strip you down to touch you just like this! Getting away would be amazing...the cabin sounds perfect, let's try to go as soon as possible."
Poor Marco was forgotten for a bit longer as he curled against her, pressed his body close to hers and nibbled her neck, cheek and ear lobes, his fingers rolling her nipple and pinching ever so seductively.
Every kiss led to another, every touch another touch, he couldn’t stop if he wanted to....and he didn’t. Her body, her touch, were sexual heroine, and he was a junkie. “Still ... hungry lover” she teased. He moaned and pressed into another kiss, pressing tight, hands roaming everywhere before he broke, his lips still brushing hers.Whispering, “Always hungry...always wanting you lover...always craving MORE”
She kept kissing him her hands caressing over him as her legs moved to twine with his as she smiled at his words a soft nip at his lips at his words as well.