Lip Service (Private Relations 2)

Snuggling her up against his side, he said, “It’s a little bit better now that I’m all stretched out.”

Sitting up, she pushed back the covers and reached her hand down to his knee, and rubbed the muscles above his knee cap.

“Here?” she asked.

Groaning, he said, “Yeah. That’s nice.”

After a few minutes, he asked, “A little higher?”

She scooted her hand up a little bit and he said, “No. A little higher.”

Scooting her hand up slightly again, she looked up and caught his grin.

She slid her hand all the way up his thigh, until she brushed against his groin.

“Here?” she asked as she began to stroke his cock through the shorts.

His voice clipped now, he said, “Yeah. Right there.”

“Ya know,” she said conversationally as she continued to lightly massage him, “this would be so much easier without these shorts on.”

He said, “Agreed. You should probably take off your clothes, too. They might hinder your range of motion.”

Laughing now, she said, “If you insist.”

Once they had undressed, the pretense of massage completely over now, they lay down on the bed on their sides, facing each other. Mouths pressed together, tongues mating, she continued stroking her hand along his rigid length.

Placing his hand on her wrist, he stopped her motion, then rolled her on her back. Breaking the kiss, he nibbled his way to her neck. Sliding his hand up to cup her breast, he used his thumb to lightly tease her nipple.

Feeling her arch against him in response to his touch, he worked his way down her body to draw the tight peak into his mouth. When he heard the moan of pleasure at the back of her throat, he grazed it with his teeth.

Moving his mouth to the other breast, he moved his hand between her thighs and found her ready for him. Groaning against her breast, he slid two fingers into her tight channel. Curling them slightly, he began to work them in and out of her pussy.

Chloe was panting now and rolling her hips against his hand. Moaning, she said, “Fuck. I need your cock inside me, Chris. I don’t want to come without you.”

He released her nipple from between his teeth and situated himself between her thighs. Lining himself up at her entrance, he slowly slid forward until he was buried inside her. He felt himself slide even deeper when Chloe wrapped her legs around his waist.

He rested on his forearms now, just a breath away from her lips and stared into her eyes as he rocked against her. Seeing her eyes flutter closed as she arched her back, he pressed his mouth to hers. She immediately opened her mouth beneath his, moaning into his mouth.

After a few moments, she began to whimper each time he pressed into her and he could feel fingernails curl into his back. He knew she was close to the edge now, so he increased his pace slightly until he felt her flutter around him. She broke her mouth away from his to cry out, so he watched her openly now.

Arching her back, she worked her hips feverishly against his, scraping her nails down his back. He could both see and feel the moment she came apart beneath him. Her head tilting back, the tension left her face as she moaned out his name. Feeling her tighten around him, he finally let himself go, exploding inside her. He leaned his head down and he groaned her name against her shoulder. He stopped moving, now panting heavily, and felt her unwrap her legs from his waist.

He moved onto his back and pulled her to lie against his side. They both lay panting now, until he finally said, “You are so fucking sexy when you come.”

Smiling, she said, “Why, thank you,” then asked, “Is it my imagination or does that just get better every time we do it?”

“Not your imagination. I don’t know what it is.”

Glancing at the clock, she said, “Holy shit. It’s almost two.”

Chris said, “That sucks. It was so worth it though,” as he got up to move to the minifridge to look for water. Grabbing one for both of them, he moved back to the bed and handed one to her.

She had flopped onto her back now, then sat up slightly to take a drink. Setting the water on the nightstand, she snuggled back down under the covers next to him and said, “You should sleep now. I feel kinda bad it’s so late. I’ve got eye drops in my toiletry bag in the bathroom. Feel free to use them if you need to tomorrow.”

Wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close again, he yawned and said, “Don’t worry about it. The meeting isn’t that big of a deal. We’re working on a new project and they thought it would be better to deal in person. I should be out by two or three.”

Placing a kiss on the part of his chest that was closest to her mouth, she said, “Kay. Good,” as she dropped off to sleep.