Back Again - Sex Stories

Back Again

... kiss me elsewhere tonight, but I'll make it up to you later.” Ainsley kissed him again, and teased the hem of his shirt with her fingers. As in anywhere I want?” Connor asked in a hoarse voice and she nodded before he tugged the shirt over his head. “Jesus... Ains. I want you so badly.” “How hot can you get?” Ainsley asked him breathlessly, running her fingertips down his bare skin as he tensed. “You were amazing before but now... you're beautiful.” He was muscled from the same dedication to his body and sport as before, but better. She raised her eyes to his as she slipped her hands down to his jeans. She wanted him. No, she needed him. Ainsley slipped her shirt over her head, being careful of her nose, before she sat back on the bed and stared up at him. “You're beautiful,” Connor told her, telling her to scoot back as she complied. He pressed her body down as he kissed her lips carefully, the heat passing in waves between them. She dropped her head back as his lips moved to her jaw, kissing and nibbling as she closed her eyes and felt the desire all over her body. Connor kissed down her neck as his hand slid up her body, stroking her waiting nipple with his thumb as she arched her back against him. Teeth dragging against her skin and lips moving heatedly down her skin. Ainsley felt the heat pulsing from her thighs as she moaned softly, raising them against him. He moved lower, kissing between her full breasts before breathing slowly on her nipple as she stared down at ...

... him. “Please,” she whimpered at him as he kissed it slowly before sucking it between his teeth and drawing it into his mouth. Ainsley was trying to push his pants down his ass as she moaned and moved against him, and he thrust into her as he looked at her. “Are you protected?” “Condom,” she panted, closing her eyes weakly as she hoped that he had one. A hint of pain hung in the web of desire that she was feeling and she let out a breath as he stood and moved away from her. Ainsley opened her eyes to watch him strip the jeans off easily, holding something in his hand. “Was that for me or are you just prepared for anything?” She knew her tone reflected her thoughts and she slipped her yoga pants down hastily, baring her body to him as he let his eyes rove over her. “I never stopped wanting you,” Connor told her, spreading her feet apart as he spoke deliberately and intensely. “I am going to prove that to you.” He dipped down between her spread thighs and kissed the inside of her leg. “Remember the first time I tasted you?” “How can I forget? We were home alone in your room waiting for everyone to come home with pizza. We had to rush but you felt so... good.” Her voice drifted off as he moved in, reminding her of his skill and making her cry out. “Connor... I want to come. I need you to make me.” She left off the word forget as he assaulted her senses and body, writhing against him as her body tightened and burned against his tongue. She exploded with the crying out of his name, ...