Chapter 19
19
M arco woke with his arms wrapped around Theresa. Her butt tucked in tightly to his cock, which was now growing firm. She smelled good. They were warm snuggled together. Comfortable, though not any longer. He didn't know if he should move away, and risk waking her or think of something unpleasant to make his cock shrink. Unfortunately, thinking about it further and the sound of Theresa sleeping peacefully next to him made him harder.
His right arm was tucked under her neck, his left arm wrapped around her waist, his hand tucked under her arm resting peacefully on the bed. They were wrapped tightly together and no way to untangle without waking her.
He closed his eyes to think of anything else when she scooted to her back. She still used his right arm as a pillow. He opened his eyes to see her beautiful brown eyes staring up at him. They stared at each other for a long moment. Then she cupped her hand behind his head and pulled him down for a kiss. The instant their lips met, his body roared to life. Her hand roamed down his neck, onto his back as she twisted her body further, so her breasts were now pressed into his chest. No chance of his cock softening now.
Her tongue slipped into his mouth and danced along his tongue. She was tantalizing. His left hand slid down and pulled her ass in tightly, so his cock was nestled nicely against her body. She moaned slightly and his mind nearly exploded as all the times he'd thought of her this way bombarded his brain.
She moved her hips back and forth, rubbing against his erection, and his blood sizzled. He moved to lay her on her back, as he rose over her. He held himself off her slightly with his elbows resting on the bed, his hands tangled in her silky hair, his cock pulsing against her body.
She moved her hips in rhythm to the perfect dance and he felt the precum wet his jeans.
He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and relief swept through him when her hands immediately shoved his jeans over his hips. She then shimmied her shorts off under him. He only gave her a small space to do it because he liked feeling her wriggle under him.
He reached over to the nightstand and pulled a condom from the drawer. She smiled and took it from him. "Let me."
She ripped it open and reached between them taking his cock in one hand and deftly rolling the condom onto his cock with the other. He had to close his eyes and restrain himself as she pumped her hand up and down to secure the condom. Then she began playing with him.
He reared up, she spread her legs, and he stared into her eyes as he entered her.
She moaned. So did he. Her heat and tightness sucked him in. He pulled out and slid back in and it was like coming home. She moaned as he slid in, and he wanted to hear that over and over.
He pulled out and slid back in waiting for her sounds of pleasure, feeling his own pleasure.
"Damn, you feel amazing," he husked.
She splayed her hands across his ass and lifted her legs higher. "So do you."
He pulled out again and when he slid in, she pulled him tightly to her. That felt better. He huffed out a deep breath and she chuckled slightly. "We feel amazing together."
"That's a fact."
He moved faster and she moved with him. He pumped into her harder and she met him move for move. Their movements grew in intensity as they sought their release. His skin heated from the exertion, their aromas mingled in the air as their bodies did.
His hands fisted in her hair, and she smiled. Her hips began moving faster and he kept up with her, but he could feel his balls tighten painfully as his orgasm threatened to explode. He moaned and whispered, "Come for me, baby."
Her hips moved faster, and he kept up with her, adding pressure where their bodies met until she cried out his name and his vision dimmed as he felt the hot pulsing stream shoot from his body.
He jerked a few times as his seed spilled into the condom. Her arms tightened around his waist, her legs tightened around his ass.
Her breathing was rapid, as was his. He dropped his head next to hers, still holding himself slightly aloft. He whispered. "You'll never know how many times I dreamed of this."
She sighed. "Likely not as many times as I did."