Fight with Me
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“Yes.” I respond and smile up at him, running my fingers through his soft black hair.
“I’ll plate these for us,” he starts to turn away, but I grab onto his shirt and turn him back toward me.
“That’s not what I meant,” I mutter. Those beautiful gray eyes darken and look down at my lips as I pull my bottom lip between my teeth.
“No?” he whispers back and runs his fingers down my cheek. I shake my head and take the bag containing our dessert out of his hand. I walk over to the fridge, my pretty pink shoes clicking on the hardwood, and my gray dress floating around my thighs, making my skin hum. I stow the containers and turn back around, and Nate is standing right behind me.
“Oh!” I gasp, startled.
“Dessert should be eaten in the kitchen,” he murmurs and cups my face in his hands, nibbling my mouth and pushing me back against the stainless steel fridge.
“It should?”
“Yes, no food allowed in the bedroom.” I smile and tilt my head to the side as he slides those amazing lips over to my ear and down my neck. I run my hands down his back and pull his shirt out of his pants, gliding my hands up his smooth, warm skin.
“You feel good,” I whisper.
He groans and lifts me, pivots and sets me down on the counter top, stepping between my thighs. My fingers find their way into his hair and I gaze down at him, a smile tickling my lips. “You’re so handsome.”
He smiles shyly and shakes his head and leans down and nibbles my bare shoulder.
“Hmmm.” Oh, that feels good. He pushes his hands under the hem of my dress and up my naked thighs, to my hips.
“You’re not wearing panties?” His eyes are wide as they search mine and he grins wolfishly.
“I figured, what’s the point? You’ll just rip them off me anyway.” I giggle and he drops to his knees, hitching my legs over his shoulders.
Whoa!
He scoots me to the very edge of the counter and I have to grip it so I don’t fall. “I’m going to fall,” I gasp.
“No, you won’t, baby.” He hikes my skirt up around my hips and parts my thighs. “Jesus, look at you.”
“Nate,” I squirm and he smiles up at me.
“I think I’ll have you for dessert, Julianne.”
And with that he leans in and runs his tongue up over my labia and to my clit, then back down again and sinks into me, kissing me deeply, those talented lips kissing and coaxing my most intimate lips, his tongue working its way in and out of me in a perfect rhythm. I clutch his hair in my fingers and throw my head back, reveling in the way his amazing mouth feels on me.
God, I missed having him do this to me, and he only did it once before!
I feel his thumb on my clitoris, and push my pelvis against his mouth as electricity shoots through me, through my limbs to my toes, and up my spine.
“Oh, fuck, Nate.”
He sucks my lips into his mouth and presses harder on my clit and I unravel, completely coming apart at the seams. He rains soft kisses on my inner thighs, then suddenly he’s standing before me, his pants unzipped and his beautiful cock is hard and ready for me. I reach down and run my finger around the head and over the silver balls that I’ve grown to really, really love.
Really fucking love.
He sucks air in through his clenched teeth and I push him away from me to hop off the counter, still fully clothed. I push him against the refrigerator and kneel, taking his cock in my hands and pushing up and down, loving how smooth and hard he is.
“Oh, God, Jules, you don’t have to do this.” I look up into his blazing gray eyes and frown.
“You called me Jules.” He gives me a cocky grin and shrugs and I reward him with a grin of my own.
I resume massaging his impressive cock and swirl my tongue around the tip, then over, tasting a small bead of dew. I like the way the apa feels against my tongue. I look up at Nate’s face, elated at the raw lust in his eyes, and lick his shaft, from his scrotum to the tip, then sink my mouth over him.
“Holy fuck.”
It takes me a second to get accustomed to the piercing, but then I find a rhythm, up and down, pushing my lips over him, sheathing my teeth behind them.
I push down until I feel those silver balls at the back of my throat and thank God that I don’t have much of a gag reflex. Pulling back up, I swirl my tongue around the shaft, over the head, then sink back down. I repeat this over and over, Nate’s breathing is labored and ragged, and I feel so sexy.
Finally, I feel him start to tense and I move a bit faster.
“Stop, baby, I’m going to come.”
Fuck that!
“For fuck’s sake, Jules, stop.” He pulls me up into his arms and kisses me voraciously. I can taste me and him on our lips and I groan.
“In me. Now.” I murmur and he pivots so I’m now against the fridge and he lifts me, his hands cupping my ass, and pushes swiftly into me.
“Oh God, baby,” His face is buried in my neck and I wrap my arms around his shoulders.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He sets a fast, punishing rhythm, rocking in and out of me, and I know this won’t last long. My muscles tense and clench around him and my legs grip him more tightly to me and I bear down, coming again, gripping onto his shoulders for support. He slams into me, hard, twice more and then tenses and I feel him erupt inside me.
“I’ll plate these for us,” he starts to turn away, but I grab onto his shirt and turn him back toward me.
“That’s not what I meant,” I mutter. Those beautiful gray eyes darken and look down at my lips as I pull my bottom lip between my teeth.
“No?” he whispers back and runs his fingers down my cheek. I shake my head and take the bag containing our dessert out of his hand. I walk over to the fridge, my pretty pink shoes clicking on the hardwood, and my gray dress floating around my thighs, making my skin hum. I stow the containers and turn back around, and Nate is standing right behind me.
“Oh!” I gasp, startled.
“Dessert should be eaten in the kitchen,” he murmurs and cups my face in his hands, nibbling my mouth and pushing me back against the stainless steel fridge.
“It should?”
“Yes, no food allowed in the bedroom.” I smile and tilt my head to the side as he slides those amazing lips over to my ear and down my neck. I run my hands down his back and pull his shirt out of his pants, gliding my hands up his smooth, warm skin.
“You feel good,” I whisper.
He groans and lifts me, pivots and sets me down on the counter top, stepping between my thighs. My fingers find their way into his hair and I gaze down at him, a smile tickling my lips. “You’re so handsome.”
He smiles shyly and shakes his head and leans down and nibbles my bare shoulder.
“Hmmm.” Oh, that feels good. He pushes his hands under the hem of my dress and up my naked thighs, to my hips.
“You’re not wearing panties?” His eyes are wide as they search mine and he grins wolfishly.
“I figured, what’s the point? You’ll just rip them off me anyway.” I giggle and he drops to his knees, hitching my legs over his shoulders.
Whoa!
He scoots me to the very edge of the counter and I have to grip it so I don’t fall. “I’m going to fall,” I gasp.
“No, you won’t, baby.” He hikes my skirt up around my hips and parts my thighs. “Jesus, look at you.”
“Nate,” I squirm and he smiles up at me.
“I think I’ll have you for dessert, Julianne.”
And with that he leans in and runs his tongue up over my labia and to my clit, then back down again and sinks into me, kissing me deeply, those talented lips kissing and coaxing my most intimate lips, his tongue working its way in and out of me in a perfect rhythm. I clutch his hair in my fingers and throw my head back, reveling in the way his amazing mouth feels on me.
God, I missed having him do this to me, and he only did it once before!
I feel his thumb on my clitoris, and push my pelvis against his mouth as electricity shoots through me, through my limbs to my toes, and up my spine.
“Oh, fuck, Nate.”
He sucks my lips into his mouth and presses harder on my clit and I unravel, completely coming apart at the seams. He rains soft kisses on my inner thighs, then suddenly he’s standing before me, his pants unzipped and his beautiful cock is hard and ready for me. I reach down and run my finger around the head and over the silver balls that I’ve grown to really, really love.
Really fucking love.
He sucks air in through his clenched teeth and I push him away from me to hop off the counter, still fully clothed. I push him against the refrigerator and kneel, taking his cock in my hands and pushing up and down, loving how smooth and hard he is.
“Oh, God, Jules, you don’t have to do this.” I look up into his blazing gray eyes and frown.
“You called me Jules.” He gives me a cocky grin and shrugs and I reward him with a grin of my own.
I resume massaging his impressive cock and swirl my tongue around the tip, then over, tasting a small bead of dew. I like the way the apa feels against my tongue. I look up at Nate’s face, elated at the raw lust in his eyes, and lick his shaft, from his scrotum to the tip, then sink my mouth over him.
“Holy fuck.”
It takes me a second to get accustomed to the piercing, but then I find a rhythm, up and down, pushing my lips over him, sheathing my teeth behind them.
I push down until I feel those silver balls at the back of my throat and thank God that I don’t have much of a gag reflex. Pulling back up, I swirl my tongue around the shaft, over the head, then sink back down. I repeat this over and over, Nate’s breathing is labored and ragged, and I feel so sexy.
Finally, I feel him start to tense and I move a bit faster.
“Stop, baby, I’m going to come.”
Fuck that!
“For fuck’s sake, Jules, stop.” He pulls me up into his arms and kisses me voraciously. I can taste me and him on our lips and I groan.
“In me. Now.” I murmur and he pivots so I’m now against the fridge and he lifts me, his hands cupping my ass, and pushes swiftly into me.
“Oh God, baby,” His face is buried in my neck and I wrap my arms around his shoulders.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He sets a fast, punishing rhythm, rocking in and out of me, and I know this won’t last long. My muscles tense and clench around him and my legs grip him more tightly to me and I bear down, coming again, gripping onto his shoulders for support. He slams into me, hard, twice more and then tenses and I feel him erupt inside me.
