open, Alena stood in the doorway looking back at me with concern.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I stepped inside, and she backed up, creating enough space for me to stand within the entryway. “I’m good now,” I said in a whisper, bending at the knees just enough to lower my mouth to hers. Alena whimpered when I bit on her lower lip, lightly sucking on it. She sagged back against the wall, and I placed my free hand on her hip, loving the feel of her body beneath my palm. “I brought dinner,” I whispered just before pressing my body tightly against hers. “But suddenly, I’m not very hungry for food.”
“Me either,” she said in more of a pant.
Alena wrapped her arms around my neck and began frantically climbing my body. The bag of food hit the floor as I gripped her ass in my palms and turned toward the stairs. She hooked her legs around my waist and anchored them together behind my back.
This was not the first time I had been in her apartment, so I knew the exact location of where I wanted to be. Our tongues tangled in a heated kiss as we bounced down the hallway, a mess of hands and lips. Once we entered her bedroom, I pulled my lips from hers long enough to find the exact location of her bed.
I had hoped we could move things along now that I no longer had to fear Stacey disappearing once again with Austin, but never had I pictured it going quite this fast. But being a man with needs, and Alena being the one I needed, hell if I was going to slow this down. I had held on long enough, and it was time to take all that was coming to me, without a second thought. I had lived in the past long enough.
I lowered her to the bed and wasted no time laying my body over hers. Alena gave a very pleased sigh and began gathering my shirt in her hands as she pushed it upward. “Off,” she directed, and I chuckled at her eagerness.
“You too.” I was only half teasing, but she did not hesitate. She removed her hands from my shirt and fisted her own. In one swift movement, her shirt was over her head and tossed to her left. I watched in amazement as she pinched the center of her bra, unhooking the clasp. Her breasts spilled out, and I fucking moaned at the sight of them.
She wasn’t even fully undressed, and I was already speechless. I ripped my own shirt over my head, lowered my mouth to her chest, and sucked a nipple into my mouth. Alena weaved her hands through the hair at the back of my neck as she arched her body up, pushing her breasts farther out.
My cock was pressing against the zipper of my jeans, and the restriction was growing slightly uncomfortable. When she lifted her hips and began rocking against me, I felt like a teenage boy. I was hanging on the edge of losing it long before I wanted to.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Looking up at her, I continued to suck lightly on her nipple, teasing the peak with a flip of my tongue. I released it and trailed my tongue along her stomach. Our gazes connected as she panted with need.
With a slow, teasing movement, I gently began to lower her pants, not yet letting my eyes wander from hers. The coloring in her cheeks showed how frantic she felt. This tension between us had been building a long time, and it had been placed on hold for long enough. In that moment, I was sure there had never been a woman I wanted more than I wanted Alena.
As I rose up enough to toss her pants to the floor, I reached for my wallet and fumbled for a condom. I had placed it there weeks ago when I had first taken Alena out, hoping the night would lead to us needing it.
She watched me closely as I took the opportunity to unbuckle my own jeans and remove them before tossing them onto the pile of clothes now covering her floor. I smirked as I allowed her the time to scan my body while I did the same with hers. She was fucking beautiful, and I was trembling with the need to take her and truly make her mine.
She parted her legs as I slid my hands up her thighs and stopped at the edge of her
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I stepped inside, and she backed up, creating enough space for me to stand within the entryway. “I’m good now,” I said in a whisper, bending at the knees just enough to lower my mouth to hers. Alena whimpered when I bit on her lower lip, lightly sucking on it. She sagged back against the wall, and I placed my free hand on her hip, loving the feel of her body beneath my palm. “I brought dinner,” I whispered just before pressing my body tightly against hers. “But suddenly, I’m not very hungry for food.”
“Me either,” she said in more of a pant.
Alena wrapped her arms around my neck and began frantically climbing my body. The bag of food hit the floor as I gripped her ass in my palms and turned toward the stairs. She hooked her legs around my waist and anchored them together behind my back.
This was not the first time I had been in her apartment, so I knew the exact location of where I wanted to be. Our tongues tangled in a heated kiss as we bounced down the hallway, a mess of hands and lips. Once we entered her bedroom, I pulled my lips from hers long enough to find the exact location of her bed.
I had hoped we could move things along now that I no longer had to fear Stacey disappearing once again with Austin, but never had I pictured it going quite this fast. But being a man with needs, and Alena being the one I needed, hell if I was going to slow this down. I had held on long enough, and it was time to take all that was coming to me, without a second thought. I had lived in the past long enough.
I lowered her to the bed and wasted no time laying my body over hers. Alena gave a very pleased sigh and began gathering my shirt in her hands as she pushed it upward. “Off,” she directed, and I chuckled at her eagerness.
“You too.” I was only half teasing, but she did not hesitate. She removed her hands from my shirt and fisted her own. In one swift movement, her shirt was over her head and tossed to her left. I watched in amazement as she pinched the center of her bra, unhooking the clasp. Her breasts spilled out, and I fucking moaned at the sight of them.
She wasn’t even fully undressed, and I was already speechless. I ripped my own shirt over my head, lowered my mouth to her chest, and sucked a nipple into my mouth. Alena weaved her hands through the hair at the back of my neck as she arched her body up, pushing her breasts farther out.
My cock was pressing against the zipper of my jeans, and the restriction was growing slightly uncomfortable. When she lifted her hips and began rocking against me, I felt like a teenage boy. I was hanging on the edge of losing it long before I wanted to.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Looking up at her, I continued to suck lightly on her nipple, teasing the peak with a flip of my tongue. I released it and trailed my tongue along her stomach. Our gazes connected as she panted with need.
With a slow, teasing movement, I gently began to lower her pants, not yet letting my eyes wander from hers. The coloring in her cheeks showed how frantic she felt. This tension between us had been building a long time, and it had been placed on hold for long enough. In that moment, I was sure there had never been a woman I wanted more than I wanted Alena.
As I rose up enough to toss her pants to the floor, I reached for my wallet and fumbled for a condom. I had placed it there weeks ago when I had first taken Alena out, hoping the night would lead to us needing it.
She watched me closely as I took the opportunity to unbuckle my own jeans and remove them before tossing them onto the pile of clothes now covering her floor. I smirked as I allowed her the time to scan my body while I did the same with hers. She was fucking beautiful, and I was trembling with the need to take her and truly make her mine.
She parted her legs as I slid my hands up her thighs and stopped at the edge of her
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