Chapter 1 #2
With a sudden move, my hands yank at the soft material of her top before pulling it over her head. Elizabeth’s shiny hair falls down her shoulders, and the soft light coming from the lone lightbulb I turned on earlier makes her look like an angel.
“I want to see you naked, too,” I say and wink at her just as my eyes drop to her naked breasts. No bra. My brain is going to explode.
That is the last conscious thought I have before dropping my mouth to her chest. Her small nipples are begging for my attention, which I am more than willing to give to them.
“Logan,” she gasps in shock when I push her down on the bench, her legs still wrapped around my waist.
After some maneuvering, I take off her stretchy pants and underwear, not even paying attention to where they land when I throw them over my shoulder.
Hovering over her, I kiss and suck down her neck, making my way down her chest until I get to in between her breasts. My eyes roll to the back of my head when I lick the perfect flat spot right in between them.
“You taste so good,” I groan.
I push her small breasts together, trying my hardest to give them both the same amount of attention. I lick, and suck, and bite, with each action her chest coming up higher off the bench while her legs clench harder around my waist.
The heat I feel coming from her pussy is like a siren’s call to my cock. It wants to get in there in a bad way, to the point where I can’t think straight.
My hands let go of her breasts while my mouth continues having its way with them.
I run my fingers down her sides, enjoying the way her skin breaks into pebbles with each slow move until I reach her hips.
My thumbs rest on her hipbones, fitting perfectly around her, as my lips make their way down to her belly button, then lower yet.
With each new spot I reach, I can feel how restless she gets.
What we’re doing is nothing new, and she knows I am about to lick her clean before fucking the lights out of her.
But there is a new underlying passion there, which I can only assume is coming from hearing her telling me that she loves me.
It changed things somehow, like everything is the same while also being different.
I lean back a little and lift her up to my face, making sure her back and head are resting safely on the bench. I place open mouthed kisses on her mound, feeling her body jerking in pleasure the closer I get to where she really wants my mouth to get.
“Logan, please,” she begs, just like I knew she would.
I don’t get off on hearing her beg, but it sure helps me get into a weird headspace where I want to be with her forever.
My heart beats out of my chest when I pull my mouth away from her just enough to stare her down the length of her body until I reach her eyes. They look like large pools of green velvet, full of promises, and also fear.
“I love you,” I somehow manage to grumble right before I lift her hips back up. This time, my mouth finally makes contact with her opening, her juices instantly flooding my taste buds.
I eat her like the starving man that I am, with all the passion I have in my body and until I can feel her trembling with more need. I know the exact moment when she is ready to let go, and I am ready.
Having already lowered the track pants I’m wearing, my cock is out and begging for attention. With rushed moves and worried that I will miss the best part of her coming, I bring her down from my face. Then, with one smooth move, I pull her upper body to me while slamming her down onto on my cock.
“Fuck,” I yell into the void when her pussy clenches around me in the most perfect way.
We move together, our bodies knowing exactly what the other one needs. She is squeezing me tight while her face is buried into my neck, sharp fingernails digging into my bare skin. The pain from that draws out the pleasure I feel as I am buried inside of her.
“Here we go, babe,” I groan, fingers clenching her ass hard. I know I am leaving a mark on her skin, which only spurs me on.
Tingles gather at the bottom of my spine, and if I were not sitting down right now, I’d be falling over for sure.
Nothing feels real as I let go. Elizabeth is my only anchor in the abyss I’ve just thrown myself into, and I will die if she ever lets go of me.
I have no idea how long any of this takes, but when it’s over and I am becoming more aware of our surroundings, there’s this a feeling of pure happiness pouring out of me.
My exhausted body is now in recovery mode, wanting to shut down for a bit and recharge. I wish we were in a bed so that I could close my eyes and fall asleep with her in my arms.
Elizabeth lifts her head from where she had it tucked into my shoulder. Her skin is glowing, and I’m not sure if it’s from her sweating or from the best orgasm I ever gave her, but all I know is that I see pure happiness on her face.
“We’re a mess,” she giggles.
That’s when I remember that her now dry juices must be all around my mouth.
“I love you,” she whispers, moving like she is about to kiss me.
I am ready to return the sentiment when something catches my attention. It’s like footsteps outside the locker room, but I can’t be sure. I hold my breath in an effort to hear better, and that’s when I realize they’re getting closer.
Elizabeth jumping off me tells me that she heard the same thing as me. I stare at her naked body, and I know we should be getting dressed, but I am momentarily distracted by everything that is her.
If I lost everything in this moment, it would be worth it.