Page 21 of Astrid
“Are you asking or offering?”
John frowned at her, then grinned, “Offering.”
“That’s more like it,” Astrid said, then shocked him when she dropped her towel from her body.
“Lord have mercy,” John whispered as he studied the beautifully naked woman before him. He watched as she held her arms out from her body, and slowly turned around so he could see all she had to offer. As she faced him again, he nodded, and whispered, “Again.” This time when she turned, he was able to strip down to his own nakedness, and when she stood before him, they continued to look at each other in wonder.
“Condoms?” Astrid whispered, and she saw the beautiful six-pack abs on the man before her. Covering her mouth to hold in her mirth as he stumbled with the pants he’d removed just a few seconds ago, then giggled at the look of triumph that came over his face when he withdrew a string of six small packages from the pocket of the sweat pants he’d worn up to her room.
Together they took the blankets down to the foot of the bed, and John looked around, seeing the alarm on one side table, he went over to the other side, and placed the condoms on the top of that stand. He looked over at Astrid, and then together, they climbed onto the bed and met in the middle. John reached up to cradle her face in his hands, and slowly bent down to kiss her waiting lips, giving her plenty of time to back away. When she only reached out and put her hands on his chest, then moved them up and around his neck, he went in and kissed her with everything he had. It was a long time before they broke apart, and when John came up for air, he realized they had moved down to the horizontal position.
He propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at her with a smile on his face. He leaned over and kissed her again, not wanting to let go of her lips. He buried his hands in her hair and devoured her lips. The next time they came up for air, not only were they breathing hard, but John found himself wedged between her spread legs. He smiled down to her as he moved her hair away from her face.
“Condom?” she whispered as she kissed the side of his neck, and smiled when he lunged to the side, and came back with the string of them. He was quickly able to rip one off, open it, and he sucked in his breath when her hands were suddenly there helping him roll it on. He looked at her with a smirk.
“In a hurry?”
“Yeah, don’t judge me, it’s been a long time,” she said, and grabbed the side of his head to bring it down to her, and kissed him deeply. When they broke apart, she smirked at him. “Next time we can take our time with each other. If you don’t mind, I’d like to take the edge off, allowing me to enjoy it more.”
“You’re not enjoying it now?”
“I am,” she kissed him again, and moaned, “Never, I mean never, have I ever been with someone that can get me this worked up over only kissing.” Before he could say anything, she kissed him again, and sighed as she felt him settle between her legs. She broke off the kiss, and looked up at him with a sappy smile on her face.
John looked at her, and again moved her hair from her face, then reached between them, feeling to see if she was ready for him. “You’re soaked,” he said in awe, then gripped his cock, and ran the head through her juices, then only entered the tip inside. He kissed her, rose to his fisted hands, then asked, “Ready?”
“Yes,” Astrid moaned, then screamed into his neck when he finished entering her in one plunge. It took several moments to come back into herself. The feel of him was wonderful, and she’d had an orgasm as soon as he was fully seated. When she felt she could function, she looked at him with a sappy smile, then frowned at his expression. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, give me a second,” John said through gritted teeth. “It’s been some time for me too, and I’m trying not to blow it right now.” He looked at her through one eye, and smirked. “I’m trying not to be a one-stroke wonder, here.”
“Oh,” Astrid giggled, then giggled harder when he gave her the side stink eye. She tightened her inner muscles several times and laughed at his expression.
“That’s not helping, you know?”
“I know, but I thought it’d get you to move faster.” Before she’d even finished her sentence, John dropped down, wrapped his arms around her, and wedged his hands beneath the two of them, gripping her ass, and lifting her up with every plunge. He didn’t have to tell her to wrap her legs around him, and when she did, he felt he could go deeper. He lost it after that, and he pounded into her when she whispered in his ear to go faster. He didn’t remember much after that, only that he felt the tingling in the base of his spine, his balls tightened, and he swore his release left from the bottom of his feet and shot into her. It was a long time before he could gather himself and become familiar with his surroundings. If the breathing in his ear from Astrid was any indication of how things went, then he was happy. He suddenly lifted his head and looked at her. “Oh, my god, I’m so sorry, did you even have another orgasm. I was so lost, I don’t remember much.”
Astrid gave him a dreamy smile, and lifted her hand to his face. “I did, at least twice more. Thank you, that was amazing.” She sighed when John rolled over, and his softening cock slipped from her core. When she didn’t move, it took everything in him to climb out of bed and go to the bathroom. Once he returned, he noticed she was in the same position as before, and reached over to cover her up before he left.
“Stay,” she said, and grabbed his hand as he tried to pull the covers over her.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
“I’m sure,” she said, and patted the bed beside her. John didn’t hesitate hurrying around and climbing in bed. As they settled in, he wrapped one arm around her when she snuggled up to his chest, and gripped the hand she had on his stomach. He gave one last sigh, and was out like a light.
* * *
“John?”Astrid asked the next morning as she came out of her shower, dressed, then leaned over and shook his shoulder. He lay on his stomach with his face smashed into the pillow. He looked so peaceful, and she didn’t want to disturb him, but she didn’t know how he would react to waking in her bed.
“John?” she said again, and shook him a little harder, then had to jumped back when he flipped over onto his back, and reared up. “Whoa there, big guy.” She giggled at his raised fists, however, she had only taken one step back from him. “Just wanted to make sure you were awake before I went downstairs. I didn’t know what time you normally wake, and if you’d freak waking in a different room.”
“What time is it?”
“Almost six.” She sighed as he flopped the blankets back, and she caught sight of his naked body. Last night, though she’d seen it, it hadn’t really registered how fit, muscular, and sexy he was. She loved the light dusting of hair across his chest, and the happy trail going from his navel to his groin.
“Keep looking at me like that, and we won’t be going downstairs anytime soon.” He leered at her, and they both watched as his flaccid cock began to rise to the occasion.
Astrid laughed, stepped back, and held up her hands. “Maybe later, I’ve got a shit-ton of work to do today, and I need to get started.”
“Not before breakfast,” John said as he kissed her cheek. “Do you mind if I use your shower?”
