Caroline went to go but spun to face them. “I like you. You’re good for my sister. I always knew she was a rebel.” The she went downstairs.
Ursula was blushing. Stephen laughed when she buried her head against his shoulder. “You’re the first guy I’ve made out with in my room. I feel like sixteen again, only cooler.”
“I’m your first,” he said teasingly. “Come on. If snow if forecast I want to be home before it hits.” They walked down the stairs together. Ruby handed Ursula the bag of food. He shook all of their hands and then they were in the car on the road driving home.
“What’s your verdict of my family?” she asked.
“I like them.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes. I like your brothers and sister. Your dad is awesome and your mother sweet. I see where you get the talent in the kitchen from.”
“Mom always took me into the kitchen. She wanted to pass down everything she knew. Caroline hated cooking. I was the next best candidate,” Ursula said. He listened to her enjoying how much he learned about her. Her parents cared about her. The snow began to fall as he typed in the code to his house. He parked the car, and then they both ran in chuckling. Stephen followed her through to the kitchen, kissing her lips, her neck. He wanted to pick up where they had left off in her bedroom. He kissed any exposed skin he found. She pulled off her jumper, and he tore at the buttons of her blouse. When they weren’t undoing fast enough, he ripped her shirt open, scattering buttons around the room.
“I liked that shirt,” she said.
“Buy another one.” He grabbed her head slamming his lips down on hers. She melted under his touch, submitting to him. Her bra followed the torn remains of her shirt. She yanked at his own shirt, pulling it out. They broke apart for her to peel the shirt over his head. She kissed his chest, sucking his nipples into her mouth.
He pulled on her hair to bring her back up, then plunged his tongue into her mouth claiming more of her. With his other hand, he grabbed her ass, squeezing the plump flesh. Their actions were rough and violent, both of them trying to get the other in a state of undress. Stephen pushed her back to the table, kissing down her neck to claim her right nipple. He bit down into the red flesh. Her scream of pain followed by the groan of pleasure made his cock pulse in his pants, the tip leaking out a stream of pre-cum. He wanted inside her. Picking her up, he placed her on the end of the table.
She unbuckled his belt, pushed his pants down to his knees, and gripped his shaft in her fist. Pushing her back away from his cock, he pulled the jeans from her body in one smooth yank. The thong she wore ended up in two pieces as that went to the floor. His patience was running out. He pulled her to him with his hand on her neck. His other hand slipped between her slit, teasing her juice out of her cunt, and then he pressed two fingers to her swollen clit. She panted as he pressed two fingers inside her. He teased her by flicking her clit and fucking her pussy.
“Please.” She begged him. He pressed a third finger inside her, feeling her pussy squeeze him.
She fisted his dick, pumping the head. Her fingers ran over his slit gathering his cum, then spreading it around his shaft. He pushed her hand away. Stephen caught her hands up above her head, holding her in place.
“I don’t want you to touch me,” he said.
“I want to touch you.”
“Leave your hands above your head.”
He let her go then sat back up. She was naked, spread out on his dining room table. Stephen took her ankle and placed it on the end of the table. He did the same with her other ankles. With his hands on her thighs he spread her wide open for him to view. While she lay on the table without moving, he pushed his pants down and off his feet.
Cum leaked out of her slit. Using two fingers he gathered her essence on his finger then licked her cream into his mouth.
“You taste so fucking sweet,” he said.
Sitting down in the chair at the head of the table, he pulled her closer so he could watch her arousal. Her clit was swollen, and he saw the pulse of her need as he continued to watch. He stroked her thighs, feeling them tense when he moved close to her glistening cunt. Stephen fisted his shaft watching her grow more aroused. When he couldn’t stand it anymore, he pulled her close using his hands on her thighs. Her scent permeated the air between them. He licked her pussy, tasting her musky juice on his tongue. She moaned, her pelvis thrusting up. Stephen caught her hips, smashing his tongue against her clit.
He penetrated her tight pussy with his tongue, feeling her flow into his mouth. Her moans spurred him on. Using his fingers and tongue he worked her body until she was pushing up against his mouth.