They both cried out.
The sudden onslaught of pleasure took them both by surprise. He moved his hands to cover hers, locking their fingers together as he rocked inside her. Simon had no intention of coming first. No, he wanted to drive Tabby crazy, to have her begging for more. He was going to enjoy this moment before reality came rushing back. For now, they were Simon and Tabby without problems. They were the old them, not tainted by life or circumstance.
In and out, he thrust inside her. She wriggled back, taking more of him. He wasn’t going to let her come like this.
Pulling out of her, he flipped her over.
“For fuck’s sake, Simon.” Her growl turned into a moan as he flicked his tongue across her center, going from her clit, down to her entrance, and back up again.
“I want you to come all over my tongue, beautiful. I want you to give me everything you’ve got.”
She wriggled and he teased her, drawing her closer to an orgasm.
Glancing up her body as he tongued her clit, he couldn’t get over just how beautiful she was, and she belonged to him, in every single way possible.
“Simon, I … I’m going to come.”
“Then come. Come for me. Let me have it.”
He flicked her clit, focusing on the nub, building her orgasm, when there was a sudden knock at the door. They both paused and he turned toward the door.
“Who is it?” he asked, shouting to be heard.
“It’s Felix. Dude, we’ve got to go. Come on.”
“Fuck off.”
“If you’re not there you know it’s going to be ten times worse.”
Tabby released a giggle as he pressed his face to her pussy. Lifting his head, he turned toward the door. “I said fuck off or I swear you’re not going to be able to use your dick again!”
“Whoa, dude, wait, are you like fucking someone?”
“Fuck off!”
“Right, noted. Okay. I’m going.”
“I’m so sorry,” he said, turning back to his woman. “Now, where were we?”
“You’re going to have to go, Simon. We’ve spent a lot of time watching prospects getting fucked over because they chose their dick over the club.”
“I’m not picking my dick, baby. I’m picking you. Just you.”
He touched her clit, stroking back and forth, watching her come apart beneath his onslaught.
She gasped, arching up, moaning, and flooded his tongue with her orgasm. He licked her up, relishing her taste, not wanting to waste a single moment of it. She tasted exquisite. Perfect.
Kissing a path up her body, he took a short time to lick and suck at her tits before finding her entrance and fucking into her hard. She cried out. His name spilling off her lips sounded so damn perfect. He couldn’t get enough of her. All he wanted was to be surrounded by every single part of her.
She felt amazing. So tight. Wet. Hot. Everything he wanted and more.
After pulling out of her tight heat, he slammed in deep. Taking hold of her hands, he kissed her, making love to her body.
He found a pace that pushed her to the edge of release, holding her there. He wanted to feel her come all over his dick. With their hands locked together, and her surrounding him, all he wanted was her.
Simon reared back, running his hands down her body, touching her pussy. He worked her clit again. With his cock so deep inside her, there was no way he was going to stop.
“Please, Simon.”
“No, I want you to come all over my dick.”
“I have.”
“Again.”
She gasped, arching up as he worked her pussy, wanting her more than anything. He watched her and felt her pussy squeeze him. The tightness nearly made him lose control, but he held on, only concentrating on her. She was his primary focus. He used two fingers to work her pussy and it didn’t take long for her orgasm to rebuild once again. This time, she came all over his cock, and before she’d even finished, he grabbed her hips and began to fuck her, slamming every inch inside her as he took possession of her mouth. Sliding his tongue across her lips.
For his orgasm, he thrust in deep and filled her naked pussy with his cum, giving her every single drop.
Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her hard.
They were both panting, but he couldn’t have thought of a better place to be than in her arms.
“This is incredible,” she said. She curled up against him. “I know you’re going to have to face the music. Everyone is going to be so pissed at you, but I loved this. You picked me over the club.”
He chuckled. “I know in a few hours you’re going to go back to hating me. I guess I wanted a little peace to remind myself of who we are after what we’ve been through.”
She stroked over his chest. “What if we don’t?” she asked.