Picking up his
pants. Jon followed behind her into the bedroom. The room was bathed in the
soft glow lamps beside the bed, giving it a romantic vibe to the room. Taking in the antique canopy double bed,
which added to the romance of the room Jon smiled..
Colleen was going with the vibe she was getting from
Jon. She slowed as they made it to the
bed. Turing to face him, the back of her knees hit the mattress. She released
his hands and slid up his shirt sleeves with her fingers to the neck at his
collar. Slowly she started to up button
his shirt. Slowly slipping each button
out of the hole, looking up through her lashes at his dark blue eyes.
As she was unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers were
removing the hooks from her corset. Soon
all she was standing in were the little lacy thong that was not going to stay
on for long. He knew this wasn’t going to be a long or romantic, but quick and
rough, they’d been waiting for this moment the past few nights.
Shrugging out of his shirt and letting it fall to the
floor, he lifted her and sat her onto the side of the bed. Stepping between her
legs, placing his hands one either side of her hips, he leaned in to capture
her lips. It had been so long since he
had made love that this was going to be over with fast.
As he moved down her neck to her pebbled nipples, Colleen
let her head drop back. She always
thought he had a perfectly sexy mouth, but what he was doing to her breast, well
that took her breath away. As he moved
from one breast to the other and then even lower, his calloused fingers found
that spot it had taken her a year with her vibrator to find. She rewarded that find, with a moan that
lifted her hips from the mattress. She wasn’t going to last long if he kept
that up.
The sounds of her moans were just about to set him
off. In the back of his mind he remember
the condom in his wallet, if it hasn’t turned to dust, from years of nonuse.
His dick was about to explode, he pulled her hips to the edge of the bed, to
hell with the condom.
Colleen’s legs wrapped around his hips, drawing him in
deeper. Her breath mingled with his
filled the room, the bed squeaked with every thrust of his hips. Colleen drank in the blue of his eyes,
transitioning from cerulean blue to the deepest blueish black. His face showed the control that held his
body in check as to not ravish her body with the force of near rape. The only words spoken in the between the two
was their names in raw voices. “I, Oh
Jon, I oh.” She arched neck and rolled
her head, “Fuck me, fuck me now” Jon’s body did as she asked till he was going
to explode, his body tensed and his hips pistoned like a race car’s engine at
the Indy 500. Colleen screamed and Jon bellowed like a bull, they came as one,
the room felt moist with the heat that radiated off their bodies. Jon pulled her into his arms, gently moving
then both on to the snug double bed, pulling the covers over their sweat
drenched bodies. Sleep overtook them.
