The sweet smell of s*x
2039 Words
Amber's POV.
All reasoning left my head as I felt his eyes on me, his gaze burning and his mouth turned in a smirk.
No words had been communicated between us, I had tried opening my mouth to say something but countless number of time, I had shut it right back.
My body ached with desire, my n****e hardening with every step he took towards me, I was fixated at the door, my legs rather impaired by this hunk.
With quick movements, Fred pushed my body against the door, my hapless body crashing on the wall while his other hand went straight to my hair, pulling slightly and staring intensely at me.
A low moan escaped my throat, by how hard he was pulling my hair. His movement was swift as he yanked me to himself, his wet lips crashing on mine.
Our mouths moved in synchrony, my whole body washed in a liquid heat, that erased every form if rational thought I could manage.
My eyes widened as I felt his grasp around my neck, his other hand roaming through my body. His hands moved sensationally to my hips, digging in the skin there.
My back arched on it's violation,my whole body wanting nothing more than to be close to him, to feel all of him.
A smirk played its way to my face as I threw my arms around his shoulder, my legs raised as I took a fist of his hair and pulled at it.
The low grunt from his beautiful lips urging me on, as I crashed my lips on his, and kissed him passionately, pulling away from the kiss just in time to trap his lower lips underneath mine.
Fred shifted his hips on me, his hard arousal touching my stomach. I let out a hiss at the contact. It made me whimper and I had to break off from the kiss.
He wasn't having it though. The moment, I pulled back from the kiss, his hands had connected to my jaw, smashing his lips on mine.
His hips moved yet again. This time, rather intensely, I gasped into his mouth, my hands traveling to his chest, my touch melting under his beautiful tan skin.
"I can't seem to get you out of my head", he breathed, his hands cupping my chin and trailing mindless kisses around my neck.
Need encompassed me entirely at his confession, positively kicking all of the air out of my lungs as I stared mindlessly into his eyes.
Slowly, his mouth moved from mine, the combination of open mouthed kisses and licks across my throat driving me closer and closer to insanity.
A loud moan escaped my throat as his mouth settled on my collar bone, his hands trailing off to my boobs and kneading it rather roughly.
"f**k", I gasped, completely turned on by his actions. It was safe to say, I had never been turned on, in such manner. I could cry in this moment.
Once again he pulled me closer, smashing his lips onto mine and instantly sliding his tongue in, exploring my mouth deeply and rather roughly. I moved under his touch, the throbbing between my legs becoming rather unbearable, my stomach twisting and turning in excitement as I heard the low grunt, that managed to escape his lips every now and then.
"Pretty girl", he complimented, letting go of my neck and moving to my waist, as he pulled me closer to him until our body was flushed to each other, his hands roaming yet again.
"I wanna see you", he said, his hands moved to boobs yet again, trailing and drawing little circles on them while he whispered really close.
I gasped, holding tightly to his other hand as his fingers got under my robe. His hands at my core as he stooped abruptly.
I groaned out of frustration. My body hadn't realized that, it wanted more until he was positioned there.
"I had craved you, ever since the queue on that airport", he said, boring holes into my soul, as I stood there. My legs suddenly getting light to carry my weight.
His lips were in a tight smile as he grabbed my face and kissed me gently. The sensation moving me to tears, as I deepened the kiss.
Teeth clashing on each other, rather clumsily. Our need for each other, great and it surely grew precarious with every passing second.
"Have you craved me", he asked, his voice low and for a moment, I saw a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Craved to feel my fingers inside you", he said, his mouth, an unhealthy distance from my ears.
With my lips parted, I gasped loudly, closing my eyes, the dangerous mix of his fingers inside me and all his dirty words making me wilt.
"Answer me", he demanded, his fingers circling my clit, his other hand firmly around my waist, keeping me in place.
A loud groan broke out of my mouth, I could feel my legs begin to shake rather violently, with just his fingers doing things to my core.
"Yes, yes", I breathed out, as I felt two of his fingers slide into me, my body shuddered violently, my hands roamed, grabbing his strong arms.
"Yes, what?", he asked, detaching his hands from my core and placing it into my mouth.
"Yes Fred, I have craved you", I said, completely hapless when I tasted my arousal on his fingers, licking sightly as I watched how he was staring at me.
"Is that why you are naked under your robe?", he asked, pulling at the belt of the robe and throwing the belt across the room rapidly.
"That's why, I am naked under this robe", I replied, completely hypnotized by his hands and mouth as he planted wet kisses all over my body.
"f**k, you are so beautiful", he said, throwing off the robe from my body. Eyes watching me as I stood completely bare in his front.
"Were you going to touch yourself?", he asked, completely taken me off guard. My shower had taken longer because I had tried to peel my hands off my body, countless number of time.
"I was. I was going to think of you and touch myself", I blurted out, completely surprising myself by my boldness.
Fred's response was immediate, sinking two fingers deep inside of me with a low grunt and a heavy breathing.
A low moan got stuck in my throat halfway as he started thrusting his fingers, opening and closing them, deep inside of me.
My intern muscles contracting around him, holding him tighter, everything going completely blank around with me, with the sensation he evoked.
His fingers were all in the right spot, thrusting deeply as his palm teased on my clit sensually and quickly.
He rested his shoulder on the crook of my neck. His breathing erratic, as if giving me pleasure was getting him off as well.
My stomach was tied in a knot, the pressure of the base of my spine, overwhelming. I used to pride myself in how long, I lasted but he surely put my record to vain.
"oh my god, Fred", I moaned, holding tightly to his shoulders. My legs felt like they were going to buckle.
My breath got lost in my throat when his fingers continued their assault and his palm cupped my left boobs roughly.
"Yeah, just like that", I urged, moving my hips erratically, driving myself through myself, closer and closer to my release.
"Are you going to c*m for me?", he asked, his speech uneasy and his grunts getting louder.
"f**k, you will feel so good, getting undone around my fingers", he cooed, seizing the pace and bumping into me intensely.
My walls clenched, my eyes teared, my legs trembled even harder as I closed my eyes, giving myself totally to this feeling.
It was here, I was this close. I was going to ...
I suddenly felt his fingers stop abruptly, my frustrated grunt loud and deafening, I fluttered my eyes open, only to be met with his hands around his belt.
"Bend over and touch your toes", he commanded, in a rather mesmerizing tone. My cheeks burned hot, as I obeyed.
Bending down slowly as I positioned my legs and ensured, he got a good glimpse of my core, spreading my legs, anticipation driving me crazy.
His hands traveled to my hips and circled to my ass. I could feel his large around the entrance of my core. The feeling was overwhelming as I waited.
"Fred, I need you please", I begged, realizing he was going to make me, wait it out on purpose.
"Someone seem rather frustrated", he said, driving into me, rapidly.
My walls clenched, as I felt my legs buckle. The only support was his hands around my waist, maintaining my balance.
I shook my head quickly, wanting to feel more of him when he pulled out of me, a chuckle escaped his throat, as he positioned himself at my entrance yet again.
"Look at you, so f*****g needy", he said, thrusting into me, a groan from his throat moving in sync with my loud moan.
"So f*****g wet and tight", he muttered, mindlessly, my stomach howled with expectation as he seized movement.
My core clenched and unclenched rapidly. The pit of my stomach, pent up with all of this frustration and days of starvation.
"f**k me, please", I begged, completely tired of the teasing. My release, pretty much the only thing that mattered right now.
His hand circled my ass, groping and squeezing roughly, a low hiss escaping my patted lips as he smacked hard on it.
"Tell me baby, how much do you f*****g need me", he replied, slamming himself inside of me. I was going to wilt at this rate.
"Jesus, f*****g move Fred", I said, riding his d**k, taking myself straight to my release.
I was dripping wet, yet having his c**k fill and stretch me out was most overwhelming, a sensation, I could hardly cope with especially when I was on the verge.
I tried to keep riding him but at this point, my vision was blurry, my legs weak and my head, light. Panting out heavily and trying to get a grip of myself while I heard him, yell profanities.
"Fred, I can't do this anymore", I begged, trying to move his waist with my hands.
"Hold on tight, I'm going to make you c*m", he said, driving intensely into me.
The beat of sweat fall on my waist as he continued his assault on my core, bending over so he could touch my clit as he drove into me intensely.
The pressure was getting higher, my release was nigh and I could feel my body shake violently from it all.
His movement had gotten rather sloppier, his hard thrust had been reduced to soft circling and his breathing had heightened ever since.
My core was still convulsing around him, clenching him like a fist. His pants and groans sounded like melody to my ears, as he slammed and circled me, feeling every inch burying himself deeper.
With a monstrous grunt, he halted his movement all together. A little whimper escaping his throat as he clenched onto my waist tightly as he reached his high.
"You okay?", he asked, pulling both our limp bodies to the bed.
"Certainly, you?", I asked, watching the smirk play out on his face.
"Absolutely wonderful", he replied, as we both laid down, after dragging ourselves to the bathroom and washing off the sweet smell of s*x on our bodies.
*******
The loud ringing tone had me stirring and mumbling a few curse words. I hated to be interrupted while I slept and whose ringing tone was that?
"Do you wanna get that?", I asked, turning to my right to see Fred's limp body.
"Yes, yes", he groaned, as he got up from the bed and walked to where his trouser was.
I could barely hear what he was saying, not like I had any interest whatsoever. All I wanted to do, was go straight back to sleep.
"What the f**k!", he yelled, completely startling me as I jumped up the bed.
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