Later that night, he was reclining on the sofa, with his head upon her bosom, relaxing and thinking back on the day’s proclivities. She was stroking his hair absent-mindedly while watching an old rerun on the television.
He adjusted his position so that her tracing fingers would now graze his neck, and he reached an arm to stroke her thigh. She reached for the remote and turned off the TV. Her other hand still caressing his hair and neck, she made sure to scratch with her nails on his neck in that tender spot that drove him wild.
The hand that was upon her thigh, moved slowly in widening circles until at each pass he was but a hair’s breadth from her sex. They spoke not a word to each other, but knew that night would be tender, but marked with fine points of roughness.
He moved in for a passionate kiss that began with a few teasing starts, just breathing gently into her, and breathing of her. Then darting his tongue playfully against her lips, finally closing his mouth upon hers, their tongues entwined, dancing against each other. He would gently suckle her tongue, drawing it into his own mouth, and gently biting it before releasing, and she would return the gesture in kind.
His hands traced her face as they kissed, his fingers memorizing every detail and he stared deep into her eyes, drinking in all that she was. He held her entranced with these simple gestures, and she gazed back into his eyes, becoming lost to herself, and falling into his soul.
He stood then and taking her hand, lead her into the bedroom. He unfastened the buttons on her blouse, and she shucked it to the floor. As he worked her hips and legs free of the skirt, she unfastened her bra and threw it upon the growing pile of clothing.
He stood in front of her, kissing her once more, his hands caressing her breasts, kneading them, and gently pinching and tugging at her nipples. He kissed her forehead, her eyes, her cheekbones, her nose, he playfully kissed her lips again, just a peck, before moving on to her jawline, and then to her neck. He spent several minutes, playing with her neck. Scraping his teeth across it, nipping, kissing, licking, sucking, and even once or maybe twice, a good, solid bite for good measure.
She held still, only quavering slightly, when the desire to have him strengthened He followed her neck to her shoulders, and collarbone. He gently worked his way down her chest to her navel. He was on his knees at this point, and he slowly peeled her panties off and added them to the pile, before guiding her backward toward the bed, and gently shoving her down upon it.
She spread her legs and drew his head into her crotch, where he greedily feasted upon her pussy. Her juices were already flowing and he licked and sucked as fast as her body could produce more. He gently suckled her labia, and parting the lips, he flicked against her clit with his tongue. He teased her clit with his teeth and thrust his tongue inside her. She held his head firmly, a fistful of hair in each hand, holding him in place. He used his fingers and mouth in unison and brought her close to the edge of climax, and let her down slowly, teasing the clit for a small crest of pleasure, as she drifted down from the precipice. When she had mostly relaxed in full, he started again in earnest, this time, he took to the edge and right over, her body erupting like a volcano with wave after cresting wave of orgasm, and still, he did not stop.
She began to push his hands and head away, for the intensity of the orgasm was so great that she could not go any higher. He teased her button a few more times as he let his own clothes fall to the floor.
When he sensed the moment was perfect, when she was at a peak, he thrust his cock deep inside her once, then began the slow, rhythmic thrusts that only happen in lovemaking, never in raw, rough sex. She came many more times that night, as he thrust in and out. When he finally came, they were both spent, and lay together, with him still inside of her, and they drifted off to slumber.
Author Notes: I found this in drafts “as-is” with some other stuff, it sounds like it’s part of something else, but I can’t connect it with anything, so it’s just getting tagged as a Work in Progress. Maybe it was connected to something I ended up trashing?