I kissed her again, holding her hands behind her back with one of mine, as if she was in cuffs. But I wanted her hands all over me, so I quickly let go.
As if sensing what I craved, she brought her hands to my shirt. I paused kissing her, and she pulled my shirt over my head. She only had on some sort of pj's, and I immediately yanked off her top and then pushed her bottoms down. She wasn't wearing panties. Perfect. I nudged her pussy, but she swatted my hand away.
"No, I want you naked first," she said.
"Deal," I replied as she undid my belt buckle and pushed down my jeans. Then I helped her get rid of the rest of my clothes because it was faster between the two of us. When I was completely naked, I took a step back, watching her. She was absolutely exquisite, and she was mine.
I looked around, and she narrowed her eyes, laughing. "Not much of a choice, huh?"
She had a single bed. I’d forgotten that.
But the desk looked good.
I gripped her hips, walking her backward toward it, then ran my hands up to her breasts. Her nipples perked up under my thumbs. Her responsive body was driving me crazy. She was meant for me, made for me and only me forever.
I stopped when we reached the desk, perching her on top and then moving my hands farther down, parting her legs. I stroked her pussy with two fingers, rubbing them slowly up and down. She pinched her eyes closed.
"How can you turn me on so fast?"
My cock pulsed at her words.
"Because that's what we do to each other, Diane. We’re made for each other."
I kissed around her breasts and down in an S, not a straight line, because I wanted to take her by surprise. I parted her legs even wider as I went down, then put both her thighs on my shoulders. Her pussy was right in front of my face.
"I can never get enough of you naked," I said.
She sucked in her belly, turning completely red in her cheeks. I teased her with the tip of my tongue, running it from her clit down to her entrance. I didn't dip it in but rather slid it back up. She shuddered; I repeated the motion. She moaned, and I did it again. A groan tore through her, and she pressed her legs together against my ears. I started suckling her clit and then moved down again. She braced herself, clasping her hands at the edge of the table, probably thinking I was going to go back up again, but this time I pushed in my tongue, and she groaned even more powerfully than before. It rocked her body; I felt it deep inside my own skin.
Then I pressed the flat of my tongue on her pussy, sucked in her clit, and slid one finger inside her, making a "come here" motion. She was going to come like this; I was going to make sure of it. I watched her intently, and the second she jerked her hips forward while touching her right breast, I knew she was ready for a second finger. I pulled the one I'd already inserted out and then gave her two, doing the same motion as before, and she threw her head back, groaning loudly. I'd never heard her sound so completely unrestrained.
I needed to take her away from here. I wanted to rock her world. This desk wasn't going to do, much less her bed, but there was no way we were going to make it downstairs.
I took her legs off my shoulders and rose to my feet. Slowly, I kissed a trail up her body until I reached the base of her neck. She dropped her head back even more, giving me access. I felt her pulse under my lips as I kept moving upward.
I captured her mouth at the same time as I pulled her ass even farther to the edge of the desk. Positioning the tip of my cock at her entrance, I nudged her clit again, and she shuddered in my arms. Instinctively, I knew I could make her come for a second time before I slid inside her. She was so sensitive that it would only take a few strokes of her clit. I moved deliberately, even as energy pulsed through me. But my need for her took over, and I entered her instead. She spasmed the next second.
Fuck yes, this is glorious.
She came wildly, squeezing me tighter and tighter until I could barely stand from the sensations. I moved in and out while she still spasmed around me. How was pleasure like this even possible?
When she calmed down, I slowed my pace and kissed her, nudging her tongue with mine. She was different after climaxing, her entire body going soft. Even her mouth felt soft.
I pulled back a bit, drawing the tip of my tongue over her lower lip and then the upper one. She squeezed her inner muscles, and I had my answer. She was still on edge. She might have come down from her climax, but her body was sensitive enough that she would have another one in no time.
Wanting to move her more freely up and down my cock, I lifted her from the desk by sliding my hands between her ass and the wood, pushing her buttocks up in the air. Fuck yes, this was going to be exquisite. She was light enough that I didn't need help supporting her. No wall, no bed. Just the two of us. I pushed her ass up and down with my hands, lowering her deeper onto my cock every time and then faster. I kissed the side of her neck, stopping in that ridge between her neck and shoulder, then back up, covering her neck and jawline with kisses.
"Your mouth. I want your mouth," I said when I was close, and she kissed me.
I let her take control of the kiss while I moved us at the pace we both needed. I loved being buried inside her like this. She pressed her heels to the sides of my body but couldn't get a good grip. She whimpered against my mouth.
"Gabe, please," she begged.
I knew what she needed. She wanted to be able to move as well. I couldn't deny her request. I wanted this to be world-shattering for her, too, not just for me. I went to that tiny one-person bed and sat down on it. With a groan, she put both hands on my shoulders. I pressed my palms into the mattress and thrust my hips up and down. We were madly chasing the high.
I knew from the first bolt of heat that went from deep in my balls to the tip of my cock that this was going to be unlike any other orgasm I'd ever had. It wasn't because of the position or because we were both so turned on. It was because of everything we'd shared before and everything we planned to share.
Her cry of relief was muffled at first, but then she took her mouth from mine, gasping for air and crying out loud, filling the room with her sounds. I drank them all up, and then I joined her, giving in to my own release. It was even more earth-shattering than I'd expected, taking over my entire body, all my senses. Every cell of my body felt alive.