We stay at the party for another hour or so before Nora and I slip out, eager to get back home.We are tangled with each other the moment we are through the front door.Turning my red-light lamp on, she tosses her hair over her shoulders and gently shoves me towards the bed.
I barely dare to breathe as I fall back, propping myself up onto my elbows.
Slowly, she begins to move her hips.After a moment, she peels her dress off, revealing that gorgeous body of hers.She leaves her boots on as she dances, now only in her lace underwear.I’m hard as a rock as I watch her move, feeling a little desperate to have my hands on her.
‘Fucking stunning,’ I choke out, my eyes ravishing her.They travel up and down her body, never able to get enough of it.My blood heats as she drops low to the ground, sensually getting back up.‘Crawl to me.’
Dropping to her knees, she locks her eyes onto mine as she slowly crawls towards me.
Climbing up my body, she sinks onto my lap.Leaning forward, I inhale her scent as I kiss across her chest, up to her neck.She shifts, grinding herself into me as my hands skate up her sides, her skin soft and warm.
Her eyes meet mine, heavy with lust.Moving quickly, I flip her onto her back and throw my clothes off, eager to feel her skin against mine.I kiss her hungrily, and my lips travel down her body.She squirms a little as my lips ghost across her stomach and across her pelvic bone.I kiss the soft skin on her inner thighs and she moans softly, bucking her hips, encouraging me to move higher.
I slip a finger behind the lace, dipping it inside her.Wet and hot, just like I expected.
‘My naughty Vixen, always so eager and ready for me.’
‘Been wanting this all night,’ she admits, only turning me on more.‘I want to try something.’
‘Sure,’ I say – a little too eagerly – always ready to try new things with her.Honestly, I want to do it all with her.Not just exploring sex stuff – I want to marry this girl.I want her to be the mother to my children.I want it all.
‘Lie down,’ she instructs, andherdirectingmeinto position is hot as fuck.She removes her bra and underwear.
I do as I’m told.
She climbs onto the bed and swings her leg over me.A smirk upturns my lips as her ass backs up to me.I roam my hands over her, shifting underneath her.She sits down and I groan softly at the feel of her on me.
I lick straight up the centre.I lap at her with my tongue and insert my finger again, using the combination that gets her writhing.I know how to get her off, I studied her body and her reactions carefully, and now it doesn’t take me long to get her over the line.
She yanks my pants down and takes me into her mouth.
Oh, fuck.
It feels good.Reallygood.
Her tongue circles my tip – she’s become quite the expert at this – and it’s difficult for me to concentrate on what I’m doing when I’m fighting the urge to release down her throat.We continue like this, pleasuring each other, both getting off on the other’s enjoyment.That’s what makes it work so well with us, we both love giving and receiving.It makes sex with her incomparable to anyone else.Loving someone makes all the difference.She truly matches my freak.
A breathy whimper escapes her as her thighs tighten around me.Her legs begin to shake and I work my tongue faster, pushing in another finger.That does it.She mewls in response to the friction.Her orgasm rises quickly, and I taste it on my tongue as she releases, tightening her thighs around me to the point I can’t breathe.Each inhale is of her and her only, which I’m not mad about.
She falls forward, catching her breath, and I move out from under her.Barely giving her time to recover, I stand at the end of the bed and drag her towards the edge.Already knowing what I want, she gets to her knees, dipping forward as I position myself behind her.I thrust into her, slipping inside easily as she is dripping wet.She gasps at the feel, arching her back and I reach for her ponytail, pulling it.She cries out, tightening around my cock, showing me just how much she enjoyed that.
‘You like that?’I ask her, voice hoarse.
‘Love it,’ she gasps.
Wrapping her hand around my knuckles, I drive forward, pumping into her with desperation and pent-up energy that’s been accumulating all night.I just can’t get enough of this girl.
She whispers my name, begging me to go deeper, and I do, the bed crashing against the wall with a promise that every person in the house will hear.I groan as I release into her, filling her with every single drop.
We fall onto my bed, both a breathless, sweaty mess, tangled in each other’s arms and legs.
‘I’m going to marry you one day,’ I promise.
‘I believe you,’ she replies, a slow smile spreading across her face.‘I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.’
25
NORA
