She moved to the top of the stairs. He hadn’t noticed her. Taking a step at a time she descended the steps naked. Clara wanted him to take her. She couldn’t wait any longer. She wanted the passion he kept buried deep inside him. He said he would only take her when she was ready. She was more than ready.
The step creaked and he looked up. His gaze froze her in her place. “Hi,” she said.
Matthew didn’t say a word. She began walking down the stairs until she stood in front of him. His cock outlined through his trousers. Ignoring his length she removed his jacket for him placing small kisses along his jaw line. “Did you have a good day?” she asked.
“It’s getting better.”
“Good.” She opened the buttons of his shirt exposing his flesh for her to touch. “I missed you.”
“I can tell.” The moment his shirt hit the floor he came out of his trance. Matthew took control. He picked her up in his arms then carried her back up the stairs to his room. She kissed his neck unable to not touch him.
Matthew dropped her on the bed. She bounced then sat up to watch him remove his clothing. His cock stood out long, thick with the tip pulsing with pre-cum. She licked her lips. He crawled up the bed to her. Clara lay down opening her thighs as he kissed each of her legs. This is what she wanted. The pleasure from his touch threatened to ignite the passion between them. His hands skimmed up her thighs on the inside of her legs. She moaned when he laid the palm of one hand over her mound. His thumb slipped between her pussy lips to tease her clit. She cried out when he pushed two fingers inside her. The pleasure threatened to undo her.
“More,” she said. Her friend’s words whispered through her mind. Taking pleasure from him did not make her a slut. She had no intention of leaving him. Her feelings for Matthew grew every day.
His tongue replaced his thumb, gliding wet as it pressed against her clit. Matthew knew what to do with her body. Two fingers pushed in then pulled out of her while his tongue flicked her clit. Her climax spun through her like a giant wave. She cried out. Her orgasm made her moan and quiver with pleasure under him.
Matthew didn’t stop. He held her down under his assaulting tongue while he brought her to climax two more times. By the time she came back down to earth her body shook with the aftershocks of her release. Her body was languid and calm.
He kissed up her body spending plenty of attention on her breasts. She cried out when he nibbled the tips, his teeth biting down. The pleasure shot straight through her body making all of her nerve endings stand up. Compared to the time she lost her virginity, under his expert hand sex became the best experience of her life. He knew what to do with her body to make her come alive.
She tasted herself on his lips as he kissed her. The taste of her pussy turned her on. Matthew had been the first man to ever go down on her. The way he invaded her every waking moment she knew she was falling for him. Their time together was the best part of her life.
He plunged his tongue inside her mouth. She touched him with her own meeting him stroke for stroke.
“I want you, Clara. I want to fuck you, make love to you. I want to make you mine. Do you want to be mine?” he asked in between kisses.
“Yes,” she said with a moan. He bit down on her neck. The goosebumps erupted all over her body. She pressed her pelvis up hoping to encourage him to fuck her.
He held her in place with his own body. His hands locked hers above her head. “I’ll take you when I want to, Clara. Are you desperate for my cock?”
“Yes. I want you, Matthew. Please, make the bad experience go away,” she begged.
“I will.” Matthew reached over to his stand by his bed. He pulled out a foil packet. “Don’t move,” he said.
She lay in the position he left her. Clara watched as he tore into the packet then rolled the condom over his length. In minutes he would be inside her. He moved back over her, running his cock through her slit. She gasped when the tip of him pressed inside her cunt. The pleasure so unlike anything she’d ever felt. Biting her lip she looked at him as with one smooth thrust he plunged inside her.
A whimper left her lips when he impaled her.
“You’re so fucking tight.”
He groaned.
Matthew pulled out of her body until the tip of his cock remained inside her. She shook her head. “Don’t stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of stopping.”
In another hard thrust he fucked her hard. Her cries echoed around the room. Matthew fucked her fast each plunge of his hips taking her deeper with every second that past. Clara wrapped her arms around his neck. His thick arms held her close as he pounded her body. She never knew how hot and dirty sex could be. He obliterated all of her beliefs with each push of his cock.