The kiss is everything, light and teasing. Slowly our mouths melt into each other, tongues caressing and lips sucking. My heart rate picks up with my breath as his fingers spider walk to the hem of the tee shirt I stole from him. He drags it off, getting rougher as the desire builds in us both. I shiver from the coolness of being shirtless.

His hands caress my bare back, unsnapping my bra and lowering it to toss to the side. I return the favor, helping him undo his belt and buttons.

He pushes me back on the bed, running his palms over my stomach and chest, massaging my breasts when he covers them. He traps each of my nipples between his fingers, rolling them softly.

A moan escapes my lips as he lowers over me, his warm breath making me gasp as he takes a nipple in his mouth. He draws me in, flicking with his tongue while still rolling the other nipple. My hips start to gyrate, rubbing my pelvis on his leg that's between mine.

He switches nipples, sucking in the other as his hands slide down my stomach, running a fingertip inside the waistline of my pants. Slowly he moves it lower, trapping his meaty fingers in my pants. I free him, undoing the button and zipper. He chuckles into my chest. "What do you want, baby?" He dips his fingertips into my underwear. "You want this?"

"Yeah."

His fingers slide down my slit, making me realize I'm already in the mood for this. He rubs in a circular motion, delicately massaging the tender flesh.

My writhing and moaning becomes more aggressive as he does. He kisses up my chest to my neck, gently placing soft pecks on my collarbone but flooding the area with warmth from his breath as he whispers, "I love how wet you get for me." He slides a finger inside me but keeps rubbing me with his thumb, moving the hand perfectly. It's bordering on too much when the climax hits. My body clamps down, pulsating with the orgasm I'm having around his hand.

He kisses my cheek, dragging his scruffy face against me. Waves of pleasure roll through me, delivering a release I didn't know I needed.

"Oh my God, that was good." I huff my breath as I recover, blinking and licking my lips.

"It's about to get better." He pulls his pants down and slides a condom on. He's not gentle when he flips me over and hauls me to the edge of the bed, dragging my ass back to meet him. "I am going to fuck you so hard you'll forget Christmas even happened." He slides the head of his cock up and down my slit, pushing in when he gets to the right spot.

I gasp into the plastic wrap on the mattress as he fills me up.

"You ready to take it all?" He doesn't wait for the answer as he gives me one last gentle thrust before his fingers dig into my hips, bringing me to the position he wants and he lets me have it.

He grunts and massages my ass as he slides in and out, faster than I'm ready for. The bed is so high on the frame I can just touch the floor, but I don't need to with the way he holds me in place and pumps into me, pinning me to the mattress. He folds over me, slowing the pace and kissing my back and neck. "God, you feel good." The weight of him pressing me into the mattress and his body pushing into mine is divine.

He caresses as I gyrate against him, rubbing my stimulated clit into the edge of the mattress. His body slamming into the back of mine sends tingles everywhere as he speeds up, dragging his entire shaft in and out.

I close my eyes and tighten everywhere, letting the bliss of a second orgasm start to build. His pace is perfect, bringing me to a plateau and leaving me there for a couple of moments before the orgasm hits, claiming me and rolling inside me again.

"Oh fuck, I can't." He pounds faster, squeezing me and groaning. His harder thrusts bring louder cries from me as he fills the condom, twitching and jerking. He slumps over me again, breathing heavily. My breaths fight to come out in gasps with the weight of him over me. "Fuck, I love you and just want to make this bed up and do the girlie cuddling thing until round two," he murmurs into my neck, like it makes up for the quickie, "but we gotta finish unpacking first." He gets up and slaps my ass. "Come on, Banks."


      
        
          
        
         

"You don't love me at all," I moan into the sweaty plastic and push myself up, waddling to the bathroom.

"Whatever." He smiles, red-faced and satisfied-looking. "I wore a condom so you wouldn't have a drip-"