A little bit more mature...Language wise. but still enjoy :)
Hayden stretched her body and placed her leg in between Russell’s. They never did such things but she was trying something new...she hadn’t been able to take her mind off what Sam said and the night before Russell wanted to have sex and she couldn’t do it. Even though her body was yearning for him and she knew he needed to distress after his long meeting they where yet to discuss.
She watched him sleep, his lips slightly parted
“If you keep giving me that look I won’t be held responsible for what happens” his sleepy voice rang in her ears making her want to moan.
“What look?" She asked, and she turned to face him, half her body on top of his.
He groaned and flipped them over
She opened her mouth then closed it.
“I love you, so much; you know that?” she asked when he closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms round him
He placed his hand underneath her waist, pulling her closer, bringing his lips to hers and she smiled before he brought his lips to hers again. Her lips parted, allowing his tongue to slip through and invade her mouth. The feeling was glorious. She would kiss him forever if she could. His tongue explored her mouth, moving against hers in as sensual dance that aroused her all her senses. Her fingers moved up his torso to his broad shoulders, pulling him closer while she wrapped her leg round his waist.
His large hands held her small waist. His fingertips ran up and down her spine in sync with his ever-so-skilled tongue. Her grip on his hair increased as her need for him did. His lips left hers and he left hot kisses on her neck, slipping his tongue over the skin where she was certain there would be a mark by the time he was done.
“Russell,” she choked, feeling a warm tingle in her belly.
“Baby,” she felt his breath on her skin when he spoke, maximizing the effect.
“Mm,” his fingertips ran down her chest, passing between her breasts then down to her belly over the soft fabric. She wanted him to touch her, she wanted to feel his skin against hers, she wanted to feel him; in her. His large hand cupped her breast, running a thumb over her hardened nipple, and she bit her lip, resisting the urge to scream. Her hands slipped down to his chest, her fingertips running over his scar.
Every time he was about to push her dress up she would pull his wrist away
“Are you okay?” he looked up at her
“Y-yeah, I’m fine...Just don’t want to be late for school today” she answered “So what time are you training?” she asked changing the subject, trying to get up but he pinned her to the bed.
His lips returned to hers and she reveled in the feeling and the taste, and the next time she had a conscious thought she was on the bed and he was between her parted legs. The weight of his body on top of hers was a welcome feeling especially when she felt the weight between his legs pressing against her. He continued to kiss her and with every measured movement, he rubbed her exactly where she needed him to. Soft moans escaped her lips while they kissed and she met his thrusts, feeling a vigorous need.
A familiar tension built up in her belly and just when she was about to release he stopped. She bit his lip, feeling the soft flesh between her teeth.
He pulled away, a smirk playing on his lips. His hands untied the knot on her pyjama bottoms with ease and he pulled the damp piece of clothing off, stroking her thighs. “You’re so beautiful,” he said and her gaze met his, before his head sunk, giving her a kiss below her belly button, while his fingers stroked her inner thighs, making her fidgety.
“Russell,” her voice was agonized, and she felt his cool breath blow over her heated core. The cruel sensation made her want to pull away and push forward at the same time.
“How did you sleep?” What?
“Hmm...” Her thoughts were incoherent.
“How did you sleep?” he repeated.
“Uh, I-” his teeth closed on her, with just enough pressure to make her aware that he was there. A slow moan, escaped her lips, and she arched her back. “Russell, please.”
“I want to know how you slept.”
“F-f-ine,” she managed to choke out while his tongue circled and her hips followed their pattern. “Ah,” each moan was louder than the last, until she was screaming and her body was writhing beneath him. She was close, so close... his pace sped up and that was her undoing. She fisted his hair, tugging and twisting. “Russell,” she was powerless. Desire made her weak. It should be impossible to want someone that much.
“Hayden.” He said her name while he unbuttoned her top.
“Fuck,” she breathed, wrapping both her legs round his waist. Her fingers curled round the sheets until she could feel her nails against her palms. After a few more minutes of torture, he pulled her up, pulling away her top. His passed his tongue over her nipple, grazing it with his teeth. She felt a strong need to laugh and cry at the same time. He laid her back down, pulling away and then returning completely naked.
“Can we get under the covers?” she panted
“What?” he breathed looking at her.
“Can we get under the covers?”
“Why?” he asked her
“I’m cold” she answered quickly. He gave her that looking that meant he wasn’t buying what she was saying but regardless he pulled the covers on top of them
She felt his long, thick length against her core, and he brought his lips back to hers. He slid into her and she felt him fill her, pushing her beyond her limits, just far enough to make it a pleasurable pain. She gasped, moving up on the bed. His grey eyes met her green eyes while she placed her hands round his waist. “Fuck me Russell. Fuck me” The hard thrust that followed made her wince.
Every thrust she raked his back. Her moans of pleasure resounded through the room, along with his occasional, grunt and curse from him. “Oh my, God.” The sweetness crawled up her spine, touching every end of her, making her crazy. He kissed her chest and neck, their skin becoming slick while they partook in the enthralling act. ”D-don’t stop, don’t ever stop”
“You make me so happy,” she breathed while her body quaked, closing her eyes as she felt her orgasm rolling in.
“Open your eyes.” He ordered, and when she did, the sight of his eyes, darkened by a ferocious need, made her crumble beneath him, while she shook with orgasm after orgasm, their bodies continuing to move in a recurring rhythm. His lips found hers and she drowned in the passion filled kiss.
“Hayden” he grunted, before his own orgasm took over.