“I’m Not Ready to be Alone” #2
I move my hands to the nape of her neck, my fingertips tangling in the strands of her fiery hair as I pull her in closer so I can kiss her again. The soft sounds escaping past her lips spur me on as I chase every little thing she does. It’s an addiction I’ll never give up.
“I have been waiting so fucking long just to kiss you,” I admit between heavy breathing.
She kisses me again and moans quietly against my mouth.
Pausing our session, I turn my head to look at her sheer curtains, remembering how easily I could see into her living room the night I came to visit.
I won’t let anyone see what I am about to do to you.
I pick her up by cradling her round ass and move us towards her bedroom.
She wraps her thighs around my waist and keeps her arms around my neck.
Her lips trail up the side of my neck, a sensual promise of what’s to come as I move us both down the short hallway.
Lust has my patience waning, and I slam the back of her body into the wall, uncaring if anyone outside these walls can hear us.
With the help of the flat surface, I’m able to keep her stable.
I lick the small space in between her collarbone and up her slender neck.
“Alan, I-I need you,” she whines, hips rocking against me. Not wanting to take her up against a wall for our first time, I pick her up and move in the direction of her room, directly across from where we’re positioned.
Stepping into her dark bedroom, I sit us both down at the end of her bed.
She continues to straddle my lap, her legs pinning mine to her bed.
I move my hands to the bottom of her shirt and pull it over her red waves.
Grabbing the back of her neck, I kiss along her jawline.
My fingers gently run down her back until I find the metal clips that hold her bra shut.
“Please, Alan,” She begs. Fuck, I love that.
“How bad do you want me?” I tease, slowly unhooking the first clasp. I feel her body shudder as the band loosens. “Tell me, Thalia.”
“So fucking bad.” She almost whimpers. I can’t help the sly look that forms on my face as I unhook the second one.
“Oh, Listener. You’re going to have to do better than that.” I stop at the third and final clasp .
“Please, fuck me, Alan.” Her breathy plea nearly sends me over the edge. I notice her tense body relax as I unhook the last metal hook. Her bright pink bra falls on the white carpet in front of her bed.
“Fuck, Thalia,” I say in a low tone, looking over her exposed chest. I lean forward and leave trails of kisses from her collarbone down her breast. I stop at her rose colored nipples and circle each one with my tongue.
Her small whimpers are my new fixation as I bite down with little pressure.
I stop when I feel her hands move to the buttons of my white shirt.
She plants kisses on my neck as she undoes each button and slides the material off my shoulders. It falls behind me on the bed.
Thalia playfully squeals when I grab her waist and lay her on her back. My hands trail down her amazing curves and land on the waistband of her jeans. Within a matter of seconds, I undo the metal button and pull the denim down her thighs, pausing and taking a moment just to admire her exposed body.
“Thalia, you’re fucking beautiful, ” I admit as she stares up at me, eyes half lidded in want. She is everything I had imagined and so much more.
She keeps her focus on me when I stand up and begin to unclasp the metal buckle from my black leather belt, my erection straining behind my pants.
Without speaking, Thalia moves towards the edge of the bed and replaces my hands with hers.
The warmth of her touch has a hiss escaping past my clenched teeth.
As she studies me, she pulls my belt out of the loops of my pants and tosses it to the side of her bed.
Her delicate hands search for the button just as I did for her.
Once unbuttoned, she slides them as far as they’ll go before I use my feet to move them the rest of the way down my ankles.
Her eyes, clouded with desire, scan over my body.
I position myself over her perfect form and examine the bright red rose tattoo starting from her ankle, climbing to the top of her thigh.
I move in closer and run my tongue flat along the stem.
Her breathing picks up the closer I get to where she wants me most. I stop and smile at the way her sexually frustrated body reacts.
Goosebumps cover her skin as I graze my lips further up her smooth skin, exploring the length of her body until I get close to her full lips.
Her small, sweet moans are like music to my fucking ears the closer my tongue makes its way to her hips.
My hand moves down to her hips and pulls the straps of her lacy, pink thong down her legs.
My mouth lands at the crease of her neck and peppers kisses to the top of her jaw, stopping just below her ear.
I place my hand where the small piece of pink fabric once was and gently rub her clit with the pad of my thumb.
“Is this what you do?” Her answer to my breathy question is what has been eating at my thoughts since that night.
The night we gave each other pleasure without putting our hands on one another.
A pure connection that made our need for one another so much more.
I peer into her hazel eyes. I scan over her perfect curves, highlighted by the moonlight peeking in through the lines of the plastic blinds.
“Is this what you do while you think of me ?” I move my hand lower and slide two of my fingers inside her already drenched pussy.
Her wet warmth grips me, and I watch her eyes roll back as I add pressure to her clit with my thumb, pumping my fingers faster.
“Y-yes,” she moans with her back flat against the bed. I slide my fingers in and out faster just so I can hear her say that again. Her hands grip the black comforter underneath us.
“When?” I press while still moving my fingers in and out of her. “When was the last time you fucked yourself to the thought of me?”
“When we were closed,” she manages to answer through loud moans. “We were closed, and I was home alone.” Her grip loosens from her comforter, and those delicate fingers wrap around my arms instead. Fuck, yes.
“I want you, Thalia. I’ve never wanted anything so badly, ” I growl, finally removing my fingers, unable to hold onto my control.
She pushes herself up onto her forearms and watches as I slide my boxer briefs down my hips.
Standing there in the dim light, every barrier between us has been removed, both of our bodies on display for the other.
I hover over her naked body and line my dick up with her tight cunt. I let out a guttural moan when I push myself further into her. She spreads her legs wider and allows me more access. Her tightness parts before me as I drive my hips against her.
“That's a good fucking girl.” I groan while I put my hands on either side of her head and move my hips faster. Bending my head down, I plant more kisses in the crease of her neck and leave my mark by grazing her skin gently with the tips of my teeth.
“Alan!” She pants against my ear.
“Say that again. Say my fucking name again.” She arches her hips and presses her clit up against me as I move in and out of her faster and harder. “ Fuck, you feel so good, Listener. Tell me who I am, Thalia.”
“A-Alan.” Her words are hardly audible under her heavy breaths. She wraps her legs around my waist and pins my body to hers. “Make me come, Alan. ”
“Is that what you want, Thalia?” I grab the back of her neck and tug on the tufts of her hair to pull her in closer. She wraps her arms around me and holds me as close as she can.
“Yes!” She moans. “ Fuck me and make me come.” I feel my dick throb inside of her.
“I don’t want you to hold back,” I command. “I want you to tell me when you’re close.” I feel her forehead on my chin when she nods.
I rock my hips forward, and her mouth opens in a silent scream, and I know. She grips my bicep and bites my shoulder as her pussy flutters around my dick.
“There it is.” I roll my hips harder and listen to her breathy mewls. “I want you to scream my name like you do when you’re alone. Show me what you sound like when you rub your clit to the thought of me fucking you.”
“ Fuck , Alan!” Her legs squeeze tighter around my waist, bruises sure to mar my skin tomorrow. I feel her release all down my cock, and I soon find mine inside her. Hot, sticky come paints her pussy, marking it as mine. The thought has me smiling against her skin.
She lets her legs fall against the bed. I gently kiss the top of her forehead and hold her close against my chest. I could stay inside you forever. I feel the aftershocks of her body while she keeps her arms wrapped around mine. I fall into another deep kiss and feel her nails dig into my biceps.
“God, Thalia, you're everything to me.” I wonder if she knows what that means for her. I roll to the side of her and stare at my perfect view. She lets out a huge sigh and turns to face me.
“Thank you for staying with me tonight.” Her eyes that were once full of lust are now starting to close.
“You’ll never have to worry about being alone, Listener.”