“Oh, boy.” Watching that fine butt walk into my room is making me wonder if this is the best idea. It sounded great in the hall, but now I can see the bed behind him and it’s getting a lot more real.
But then the butt stops. “Wait,” he says as he turns around.
“What? Yeah. No, I was just kidding,” I say in a rush to save face.
“Let’s go to my room. I have condoms,” he says at the same time.
“Do you not want to do this?” he asks after he takes in what I said. “I can leave if you’ve changed your mind.”
“Ignore that. Let’s do your suggestion.” I march out of the room and open his door, not waiting for him to go in.
Gavin follows behind, closing the door after he comes in. He walks directly to me and reaches both hands out to frame my face. “I’ve been wanting to do this for so long.”
My brows furrow, but before I can ask just how long he’s been wanting to do this, he kisses me.
His lips touch mine, and the desire to ask him anything flies out of the window, replaced by the desire to get in the bed behind him.
Gavin angles his head and deepens the kiss by adding tongue. His hands move urgently to my hips to pull me flush against his hard body, taking their time after I’m where he wants me. I’m perfectly happy to be there, especially when I can feel his hard dick press against my soft stomach.
My body takes the initiative and rubs against the parts of Gavin it has access to. Gavin pushes me gently back toward the bed, stopping when the back of my legs hit it. Then he sweeps me high on his chest with his arms under my ass.
He tumbles me onto the bed, following me down immediately. His lips move from my lips to kiss a path to my ear. “You’re more beautiful thanThe Rokeby Venus.” He kisses lower, down to my neck. “AndThe Nude Maja.” He kisses my breasts through my dress. “And all the Renaissance Venuses I can think of.”
I make a sound of frustration because of the layer of cloth between my skin and his mouth. This is so close to perfection, if he would just get my dress off. The words are really doing this for me, same as his kisses, and I want more of it all.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to go slow this time.” Gavin sends me the warning from against my stomach, where he’s moved down to.
“Who asked you to?” I say, arching my pelvis further into him. I get wetter and wetter at the thought that I’m going to finally be having sex with Gavin. Well, if he can stop talking about it and get to business.
Permission granted; he explodes into action. He scrambles to push up my dress, moving his head up to my face and taking my lips again as his hands get my underwear down. My own hands jump into action, undoing his belt.
I unzip his pants before he takes over and moves back to shove the pants down. My hands reach for his retreating back as he walks across the room, unbuttoning his shirt on the way, and reaches into his bag. He holds up a condom, excitement in his smile as he comes back to bed, putting the condom on.
I get on my knees and kiss every part of him I can reach, kissing his chest and giving his neck a light bite before Gavin pushes me down until my back is against the sheets.
I shove my hands through his hair, watching it stand up in different directions. I take perverse pleasure in being the one to genuinely ruffle the always artfully careless man, so I run my hands though it a few more times.
Gavin reaches down to swipe his fingers through my wet folds, zeroing in on my clit. Meanwhile his dick is impatient, rhythmically thrusting against my hip.
After a few rubs, he stops the movement. I start to groan in disappointment, but then change it to a moan of pleasure when he guides his cock to my entrance and rubs the tip against my clit a few times before he pushes in.
Despite his warning that he wouldn’t be slow, he carefully slides into me, taking the time to stop and rub my clit when he feels resistance. With each stroke of his hand my body pulls him in deeper, getting slicker.
Finally, he’s completely in, with my dress gathered around my waist and Gavin with his shirt still hanging on his back, all the buttons undone.
There’s something arousing about the fact that Gavin wants me so much he can’t wait for the time it would take for us to undress fully.
Gavin begins thrusting into me, picking up speed with each thrust. His fingers keep rubbing my clit as he thrusts, making sure that I’m racing toward orgasm just like he is. His other hand, not to be outdone, pushes my dress down at the collar, reaching for my breast.
I feel my muscles get tighter around Gavin’s penis as I get closer to coming. He groans and increases his pace again in response.
I break apart in orgasm at the dual sensations of his cock filling me and the pressure of his hands on my clit. Gavin follows close behind, face twisted in pleasure as he does. After, he collapses beside me, still breathing heavily.
I turn my head and my lips curve into a small smile. Gavin’s eyes are closed and his chest is heaving as he gulps in huge mouthfuls of air.
Wait, aren’t I supposed to be the one with the heaving bosom?
For the sake of honesty, my bosom is exhibiting its own amount of up and down movement.
