“Speaking of taking me back to your room, I think I’m done watching movies now,” she said, her eyes
darkening.
“Oh yeah?”
“Mmm,” she said, swallowing a gulp of beer and standing up. “I need a superhero to fly me back there, though. I’m kind of wobbly.”
“I don’t know,” I said, watching her climb the steps out of the recessed living room. “ I’ve never been very good at being anyone’s superhero.”
“Really?” she asked. “I always pictured you as a young Clark Kent.” She turned toward me and put her hands on her hips. “If you’re not a superhero, then what are you?”
I clicked off the television and put the remote down on the table. Laughing to myself, I turned toward her and smiled. She tilted her head to the side and looked at me, waiting for an answer.
“Hulk smash!” I yelled, running up the stairs and scooping her into my arms.
She screamed and laughed as my legs kept going, running us down the hall and into the bedroom where I kicked the door closed behind me and tossed her on the bed. She giggled loudly as she bounced up and down on the mattress, her laughter slowing as she bit her bottom lip and pulled herself up onto her knees. I could tell the alcohol had slowed her inhibitions, but it had done so for me as well.
I pulled off my shoes and socks and turned to her, smiling and watching intently as she reached down and pulled her t-shirt over her head. She moved her fingers seductively over her breasts and down her stomach, unbuttoning her jeans and leaning back to slip them off her body. My eyes moved down her breasts, across her soft skin, and down to her panties where I cracked a smile and tried not to laugh. She put her hands on her hips and turned her body back and forth, proudly displaying the Batman panties that she had worn for the occasion.
I shook my head and pulled my shirt off, unbuckling my belt and flinging my pants across the room. She giggled loudly as I raced toward the bed, wrapping my arms around her and taking her down into the soft covers below. Instantly, the playfulness began to dissipate as I ran my lips down her neck, and my hand slid up her thigh, cupping her warm mound and squeezing. She moaned loudly, causing my cock to twitch in my boxers, and the heat in my stomach started to collect. She lifted her head and pressed her lips against mine, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me over on top of her.
My hands ran up her sides as our tongues connected, tasting the alcohol on each other’s lips. Her skin was so warm and so soft, and all I wanted to do was taste her and feel her body writhing in my hands. She spread her legs apart, and I moved to the side, looking her deep in the eyes as I pushed her panties over and dragged my fingers through her wetness. She arched her back and gasped, as if the warmth of my hands ignited that fire in her belly.
This woman was going to take me down. I could just feel it. Before that, though, I was going to make sure she had the best sex of her life.
Chapter 16
Reese
All the laughter and joking from the night had stopped, and in its place was pure, raw passion. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, focusing on the feeling of his big, soft fingers pushing through my juices and gently massaging my clit. Feelings of pleasure pulsed from my pussy and up through to my stomach where my orgasm was simmering quietly, waiting for its chance to begin to boil. Slowly, Blaine leaned his head down and kissed my lips passionately as he slid two fingers inside of me and began to move them in rhythm. In and out, he pulled and pushed, wiggling the tips of his fingers as he pressed deep inside of me. He scooted up farther and rose to his knees at my side, placing his other hand on my clit and massaging it.
I screamed out, feeling the rush of pleasure move through my bones. He pulled his fingers out of me and pulled my panties down and off my body, tossing them to the side. Immediately, he went back to work, finger-fucking me softly and deeply while hardening my clit with his hands. I reached my arm up and grabbed his thigh before softly running my fingers up to his hard cock, trapped inside of his boxer briefs. I pulled my hand through his arms and reached down, sliding it inside of his boxers and grabbing firmly to his shaft. He growled and began to finger me harder, the passion from my grip pushing him.
He lifted up slightly as I pulled at his boxers, yanking them down around his ankles. His cock sprung out, slapping against his belly, and I licked my lips, reaching for it with my free hand. I could barely concentrate with the feeling of his fingers inside me, but I looked up at him as I pulled at his hips. He smiled coyly as he followed my guidance, moving his body so that his head was inches from my pussy and his cock hovered in front of my lips.
He buried his head between my legs. I reached up and grabbed his shaft, aiming it down and pulling my lips around the head. I could feel the vibrations of his groans on my clit as I bobbed my head upward, sliding his big dick deep into my throat. I could feel his shaft instantly get harder, and I pulled against it as he began to finger me again, this time vigorously.
As I sucked his cock, the heat inside me reached a boiling point, and I arched my back, pushing my head deep against his body and taking almost all of his erection into my throat. I screamed out, tightening my throat around his shaft and then falling back down on the bed, feeling my orgasm explode inside of me. I reached up and gripped his dick tightly, moving my hand up and down as my body stiffened and my back arched, letting the waves of pleasure roll over me. He groaned loudly as my juices erupted and my grip on his cock got stronger.
As I relaxed back into position, my legs twitching, he sat up and turned his body around, pulling me forward and unclasping my bra. I threw it to the floor and grabbed onto my own breasts as he reached over and pulled a condom from the bedside table and slid it over his cock. He picked up my hips and scooted forward, guiding his dick through my juices and then thrusting hard inside of me. I groaned and lifted my hips up farther, wanting to feel all of him inside of me.
“Harder,” I moaned, the alcohol allowing me to let loose to the fantasies inside of my head.
He grabbed onto my hips tightly and began to pound inside of me over and over again. His jaw clenched tightly as he rammed into me, bringing me pleasure I had never known before. He took in a deep breath and dropped my hips, leaning forward and pushing deep, rolling his hips against me and listening to me moan and whimper below him. My hands flew up to his shoulders and gripped down as I pulled my legs up and wrapped them around him, feeling the smoothness of his skin rub up and down me.
I cried out as his hips dipped low again, rubbing my clit over and over until I could no longer hold back. My body stiffened once again, and I dug my hands into his shoulders as I erupted in orgasm, feeling my juices explode around his bulging cock. The vibrations of my pussy against his shaft threw him into overdrive, and I watched as he bore down, pushing as deep inside of me as he could and growling low as he came hard inside of me.
Our bodies twitched and pulsated in unison, our orgasms matching one another and sending us both reeling. My thighs shook at his sides, but I couldn’t move for several moments, until the weight of my pleasure had begun to subside.
Blaine and I both exhaled heavily as our muscles began to relax and tremble in our bodies. He fell to the side and laid there, his mouth just inches from my neck. I moaned as I tried to catch my breath, my body completely relaxed in his down comforter. I breathed heavily and smiled, laughing to myself as I shook my head back and forth.
“Wow,” I whispered. “That was intense.”
“Mmm,” he growled, pulling me closer to him and turning me on my side.
I latched onto his arms tightly and laid there, staring over at the wall beside the bed and regrouping myself from the intensity that just took over both of our bodies. As my heart began to slow, he stood up and walked to the bathroom, winking at me as he passed. A shot of electricity bolted through my chest, and I blushed, pulling the blanket up around me.
Everything about our sex was completely amazing, and I didn’t want it to end. If I had my way, we’d do that over and over again, all night long. I knew, however, that between the alcohol and the fucking, Blaine would be asleep as soon as he got back into the bed. I doubted I would last much longer. I could already feel the exhaustion creeping over me.