stephen is a giver of delights (delightgiver) wrote in onceuponadream, @ 2011-10-23 00:01:00 |
|
|||
Stephen had gone into the kitchen with the intention of refilling his glass. He’d gotten a little sidetracked when he’d found the container of Breyer’s Snickers flavored ice cream in the freezer, though. It had taken him a few minutes to dip two bowls of the frozen deliciousness, but he soon returned to the living room. “Ice cream?” he offered with a grin as he dropped onto the sofa beside his girlfriend. He hadn’t asked if she’d wanted any. He’d just figured that he could eat her share if she didn’t. His parents were out of town for the weekend, and they were taking complete advantage of having the house to themselves. A movie was playing on the television. The coffee table was littered with several takeout boxes from a nearby restaurant. The sofa was packed with pillows and blankets from where they’d spent the majority of the day lounging together. As far as he was concerned, there was no better way for them to spend the weekend. He could only hope that she shared that opinion. It wasn't anything special, but Allie couldn't think of a better way to spend her weekend. True, she enjoyed a good night out at a party or a club just as much as her sisters did, but even that couldn't compare to spending a whole weekend cuddled up to her boyfriend. When he'd left the room for a moment, she'd feigned a rather large pout. As he returned, though, a brilliant smile spread over her features. "You are definitely my favorite," she announced. There was a fair amount of teasing in her tone, but the adoration in her smile was unmistakable as she pulled the first spoonful into her mouth. Stephen grinned brightly as he passed Allie the bowl of ice cream. He had dipped a fair amount, but he had tried not to dip too much… not that he thought it was possible to have too much ice cream. He loved the stuff, after all. "Really?" he answered, his tone making it quite obvious that he wasn't remotely seriously. "If I had known that bringing you ice cream would make me your favorite, I would've done it months ago." As he spoke, he pulled a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. A deep hum of approval instantly built within his chest, and he quickly took another bite. Eating it so quickly would only lead to a brain freeze, but he happened to think it was worth it. Allie happened to agree that there was no such thing as too much ice cream. She'd always had something of a sweet tooth, though, and ice cream was no exception to that. As such, she certainly wasn't going to complain in the slightest with the amount of ice cream he had given her. "I won't hold it against you," she teased him. She hummed her approval as she pulled a spoonful into her mouth. "Oh, my gosh, it's sooooo good." Had she mentioned that she loved ice cream? It was so yummy. She grinned as she kept eating. This was definitely a great way to spend a weekend. Stephen chuckled softly when she teased him. He paused long enough to take another bite of his ice cream. A moment later, though, a thought popped into his head. "Wait… what is it you aren't holding against me?" he flirted. "Because I happen to like it when you hold some things against me." He gently bumped her shoulder with his as he spoke. There was some truth behind his words, but it should've been obvious that he was joking. After all, he wasn't the type of person that would seriously use a line like that. "So good," he echoed a moment later as he took yet another bite of his dessert. She knew he was joking, but Allie couldn't help but grin when Stephen flirted with her. "What would you like me to hold against you?" Allie flirted back. He might have been joking, but she wasn't remotely opposed to doing that sort of thing with him. That was probably pretty obvious, though. She grinned as she took yet another bit of ice cream. It tasted really good and she loved the way it felt as the ice cream slid down her throat. She could seriously eat nothing but ice cream if she could get away with it. It was definitely one of her favorite foods. "This was a really good idea," she informed him. "I can think of a few things," he answered as his gaze swept over her body. "In fact, I can't think of a single thing I wouldn't want you to hold against me. You're beyond sexy." There was a smile on his face, and it didn't fade as his attention returned to his bowl. He took another small bite and hummed. It was very, very good. So good, in fact, that he found himself thinking that he wouldn't be satisfied with one serving. When he looked back up at his companion, there was a dollop of ice cream on the corner of her mouth, and his smile widened. "You have…" he murmured with something of a gesture. "Right there on your…" She didn't immediately pick up on what he was trying to say, so he leaned in and gently licked the ice cream off of her face. He didn’t make a habit of behaving like that, but he didn't think she would mind. A slight blush warmed Allie's cheeks at her boyfriend's words. She wasn't exactly insecure, but she definitely enjoyed it when he said such things. "Oh, yeah? I'll keep that in mind," she said with a grin. Her attention turned briefly back to her ice cream, but her gaze caught his as he spoke again. A quizzical expression moved over her face, but a moment later she found herself smiling as he leaned in to lick a little stray ice cream from the corner of her mouth. Allie didn't mind in the slightest. In fact, she took slight advantage of the situation. She shifted just slightly and brushed her lips over his. "Mmm, I think you taste even better than the ice cream," she murmured as her lips lingered against his for a moment. Regardless of how it might seem, Stephen hadn't intended to pull her into an embrace. He wasn't about to complain when her lips brushed over his, though. He enjoyed kissing his girlfriend, after all, and would gladly take a few moments to do just that if that was what she wanted. "I could say the same about you…" Instead of pulling out of the embrace, he deepened it by beginning to gently nip and suck at each of her lips. He loved ice cream, but she tasted so much better. Of course, he was a little biased. "Could kiss you all night," he breathed just before his tongue snaked forward to brush over her lips. Just like that, his dessert was forgotten. Then again, that wasn't anything new. When their lips were touching, she was the only thing that mattered. Stephen might not have been trying to start anything when he'd licked that little bit of ice cream from the corner of her mouth, but Allie had been unable to resist. She was, after all, completely addicted to kissing him and she definitely wasn't going to pass up a chance to do so. "Mmmm," she hummed happily as she melted into the embrace. There was nothing that felt better than this. His arms around her, his lips on hers. Kissing him all night definitely sounded like an amazing idea. Her lips parted instantly for him when she felt his tongue brush over them. The response was automatic. There was little conscious thought behind what she was doing. That happened a lot, though. When their lips were touching, Allie's brain just seemed to shut off. The only thing that existed in the world was them and how amazing it felt to be in his arms. It probably went without saying, but Stephen was just as addicted to kissing Allie. He quickly lost himself in the embrace, and without paying much attention to what he was doing, he reached out and set his ice cream bowl on the coffee table. The second his hands were free, he wrapped his arms tightly around her frame and pulled her close. He truly loved this. There was nothing he enjoyed more. Feeling her lips part, he moved his tongue forward and brushed it teasingly against hers. A deep hum of approval built within his chest as he tasted her, and he found himself working to deepen the kiss just a little more. He hadn't been exaggerating when he'd said that she tasted better than ice cream. The flavor of the sweet treat still lingered on her tongue, of course, but it only served to enhance her naturally sweet flavor. Allie managed to set her own bowl down somehow, though she wasn't really paying very close attention to what she was doing there. Ice cream was really unimportant when you compared it to the way Stephen was pulling her closer. He felt so amazing, he always did, and she was happy to lose herself in that embrace. She could taste the flavor of the ice cream lingering on his tongue, but that had nothing to do with why she loved this so much. Kissing Stephen had felt amazing since the very first kiss and it only seemed to get better. To be honest, a large part of her wanted to do much more than merely kiss him, but for some reason she'd always pushed those desires away. They'd been dating for months now, but she'd been reluctant to take that step with him. In moments like this, though, she started to think she might be ready. She loved him, even if she hadn't quite said the words out loud. She never felt happier or more secure than when she was in his arms like this. "Mmmm... I could do this all night," she murmured happily against his lips. Her back arched slightly as she pressed herself against him, deepening the embrace a little more. Stephen most definitely wanted more, but he'd never been the type to push or pressure the girl he was with. If they wanted to do more than kiss, that was alright, but he didn't want them to feel like they had to take it further. Especially Allie. He hadn't said it in so many words, but he loved her, and he wanted to move at her pace. Unfortunately, he had trouble keeping his hands from wandering when they were wrapped up in one another like this. "Mmhmm," he agreed without pulling his lips from hers. "All night..." As he spoke, he allowed his hands to caress over her sides. His thumbs brushed against the swell of her breasts as they did, and something of a moan built within his chest. He wanted to touch her. He wanted her to touch him. He was trying to behave, but he could help desiring her. "So beautiful," he breathed as his lips began to move along the line of her jaw and down the side of her neck. "So impossibly sexy..." Allie definitely wanted to touch him. She wanted him to touch her. Not wanting him definitely hadn't been an issue. When they were wrapped up in one another like this, there was little she wanted more She honestly couldn't tell you what she'd been waiting for. A soft moan passed her lips when his hands brushed over the swell of her breasts. Guh. That right there - that made her nearly ache for his touch. She was fully clothed, but somehow just that brush of hands over her clothing felt so amazing. It made her want more. "Guh... Mmmm.." she hummed something of an approval as his lips moved along the line of her jaw and down the side of her neck. As his lips pulled expertly at her flesh, her hands slid over his side, and a moment later, she was gripping the hem of his shirt. Allie started to tug the shirt upward, whimpering in protest when the action forced his lips from her skin. Once the shirt was discarded, however, she shifted and pressed her lips to his now-bare chest, humming softly at the flavor of his skin. Stephen didn't know why she had been waiting. He only knew that she had been waiting. He cared about her too much to question her motives. Encouraged by the way she had responded to having his hands caress over her sides, he allowed his palms to brush fully over her breasts. A groan built within his chest when he felt her nipples harden under his touch, but he didn't allow his hands to linger there for very long before they were moving to her hips. The embrace was interrupted when she pulled his t-shirt over his head. He wasn't about to complain, though... especially when she quickly pressed her lips to his bare chest. That felt amazing, and he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have her lips other places. "Mmm... guh, Allie... so good..." His fingers tangled in her hair, and he held it out of her face while her mouth worked over his skin. "So, so sexy," he murmured once again. "So beautiful... love you so much..." He'd never actually said the words, but they'd said 'elephant shoe' more times than he could count. As far as he was concerned, the two phrases were synonymous. Therefore, he thought nothing of the words that had just come out of his mouth. Stephen was rewarded with a moan when his hands brushed more fully over Allie's breasts. Her back arched automatically in encouragement of the gesture and she couldn't help letting out a soft whimper of protest when his hands moved away again. Her disappointment didn't linger, though. She was far too focused on what she was doing for that. She smiled when his fingers tangled in her hair, humming something of an approval as her mouth worked over his chest. She nipped and pulled at his skin, thrilling at every little noise he made. Allie wasn't extremely experienced, certainly not like her sisters were, but Stephen had never left any room for her to doubt whether he enjoyed it when she kissed and touched him. That made it easy to feel confident in what she was doing, at least to a point. It didn't feel strange at all when he said he loved her, but a smile spread over Allie's lips all the same and she pulled back for a brief moment. Allie caught his gaze with hers and her smile grew still a little wider. "I love you, too," she told him breathlessly before she dipped her head to resume the trail of kisses she'd been leaving over his chest. "So much." Her hands moved over his sides and down to his abdomen and after a brief moment of hesitation, she flipped open the closure to his jeans. Her heart seemed about to beat out of her chest, but she had the sudden desire to taste him, to really taste him and for once her desire was stronger than her anxiety. "Guh… mmmmmm..." His fingers tightened reflexively in her hair as she nipped and sucked over his chest and stomach. He squirmed a little, but he wasn't trying to discourage her in any way. What she was doing felt unbelievably good, after all, and he definitely didn't want her to stop. The corners of his mouth pulled up into a smile when she pulled away long enough to return his words of love. It was the first time that they had exchanged that exact sentiment, but it didn't feel like it. In fact, it felt like they had said it hundreds of times. His smile faded when she dipped her head and pressed her lips to his abdomen once more. An expression of pleasure moved over his features, and he leaned his head back. It snapped up when she worked the button of his jeans. His first reaction was to ask if she was sure, but he knew that she wouldn't be doing it if she wasn't. "Mmmmm.. guh, Allie," he breathed as he loosened his hold on her. "So good, baby…" Allie wondered for a very brief moment if she had done something wrong when his head snapped up. She might have questioned him, but he seemed to relax an instant later, so she shrugged it off. His words were quite encouraging, after all. There was another slight hesitation before she tugged at his zipped and started to push his jeans and boxers over his hips. Allie could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she thought about what she was about to do. She had never done anything like this before. That didn't mean she didn't want to do this, though. She most certainly did, even if her heart was beating so fast she half expected it to explode out of her chest. She brushed her fingers against him tentatively at first, unsure of exactly what she was doing, but after a moment her hand closed more confidently around his member. She could do this. She'd seen enough adult movies, she knew enough about sex to have a general idea of what to do. At least, that's what she was hoping. A part of her was terrified she wasn't going to do it right at all. She was trying not to let that show, though, as her hand started to slowly stroke over him. As far as Stephen was concerned, Allie most definitely wasn't doing anything wrong. His head had snapped up because he'd been a little surprised... pleasantly surprised, of course, but surprised all the same. He didn't think anyone could blame him for that, though. After all, they'd never gone this far before. A low groan built in his chest when she opened his zipper, and he brushed his hand over her cheek. A blush was beginning to form there, and he found himself thinking that she was unbelievably sexy. He'd never been attracted to that sort of thing before he'd met her, but he was now. He lifted his hips away from the sofa when she began to pull his jeans and boxers down his frame. A louder groan rumbled in his chest when his erection was freed, but that sound was nothing when compared to the one that he made when her hand finally closed around him. "Guh.. fuc.. guh, Allie..." Her inexperience didn't matter. In fact, it was easily the furthest thing from his mind. He was far too focused on how incredibly good her touch felt to care about what she had or hadn't done in the past. "Oh my.. guh, baby," he breathed. "So good." If Allie had harbored any doubts about whether she was doing this right, they were easily swept away by Stephen's reactions to her touch. There was something amazing about knowing he was reacting like that because of something she was doing. Allie watched, fascinated, for a few moments as her hand stroked over him Rather than keeping her hand around him, though, she soon dipped her head as she pulled her hand away. Once again, her movements were tentative at first. She licked over his tip a couple of times before she started to slowly pull him into her mouth. To say she was a little bit nervous about doing this for him would have been an understatement. She definitely wanted to do it, though. At the moment, there wasn't much she wanted more. Stephen wanted to watch her hand as it slowly stroked over his length, but it felt too good. Instead of watching, his head fell back, and he groaned another approval. "Fuck, Allie," he cursed. "Guh.." His hips moved slightly, thrusting his member into her hand. That felt... he couldn't think of a proper description. He wanted to lose himself completely, but he fought that desire in an effort to make this last as long as humanly possible. He lifted his head when she pulled her hand away, and he pathetically whimpered in protest. That noise was replaced with another loud groan when he saw her tongue flick over his tip. Once again, though, any noise he'd made so far was outdone when she pulled him into her mouth. "So hot and wet and perfect," he gasped as he pulled his fingers from her hair and closed his hands into fists around the blanket he was sitting on. "Guh, baby... so good..." Allie couldn't help smirking slightly at the way he'd whimpered. It was certainly a heady feeling to do this for him, to know she was making him feel so good. "Mmmm, like that, baby?" she murmured as her lips curved into a smirk around his erection. It obviously wasn't a question she needed to have answered. She'd never done this before - for anyone - but it was more than a little obvious that he liked it. Encouraged by the sounds he was making, Allie began to work her mouth a little more diligently over his cock. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth. An instant later she was slowly pulling her mouth off of him before repeating the motion. "Mmmmm," she hummed happily as she worked. As insane as it might sound, she loved the way he tasted. Allie had never done this before, but she couldn't help thinking she could easily grow addicted. Allie didn't need to have her question answered, but Stephen immediately began to babble a response. "Guh… yes, baby…" he breathed. "So much… like it so much… feels so good… guh, don't stop…" His hands opened and closed reflexively. He desperately wanted to tangle his fingers in her hair, but he didn't trust himself to do that. After all, he knew that it would be very easy for him to get carried away, and he didn't want to be unintentionally rough with her. "Fucking… guh..." he groaned when she began to work a little more diligently. "Ohmyfucking… guh." His reaction to her touch was possibly a little excessive, but it had been far too long since he'd been touched in this manner, and it was very easy for him to get lost in sensation. Oh, Allie definitely had no intention of stopping anytime soon, especially not when he was so obviously affected by what she was doing. She was enjoying this far too much to let it come to an end. Her lips vibrated against his erection as she continued to work diligently at what she was doing. Her head bobbed as she pulled him in and out of her mouth. She wasn't 100% sure there wasn't something else she should be doing, something that would make this better for him, but with the way he was groaning, she had to be doing something right. Allie didn't see anything excessive about his reactions to her touch, but she was a little biased. After all, she loved that he was reacting so strongly to what she was doing. Each groan and curse only encouraged her to work a little more diligently and she soon found herself picking up the pace, finding a steady rhythm as her mouth moved over him. This was amazing! Why hadn't she done this for him sooner? Allie might have been enjoying this far too much to let it come to an end, but she was quickly pushing him toward a release. He was desperately fighting the desire to simply let go. Unfortunately, it wasn't a battle he was destined to win. He grunted and groaned each time she took him into her mouth, and his hips began to roll involuntarily. He'd resisted the urge to tangle his fingers in her hair, but it was something he found himself doing as she picked up the pace. "Fuck, Allie," he cursed. "Feels so… gonna… guh… can't… mmmmmmm…" Knowing that she'd never done this before, Stephen told himself that he shouldn't finish in her mouth. At the moment, though, he was incapable of warning her that he was close to a release. "Allie… I can't… fucking… guh…" At the last possible second, he pulled his cock from her mouth and spilled his seed on his stomach. It would have been nice to let her take him into her mouth one last time, but it most certain didn't detract from the amazing blowjob she'd just given him. "Fucking fuck," he panted as he worked to catch his breath. Allie loved everything about this. The way he groaned and cursed because if her, the way his hands tangled in her hair as she continued to work her mouth over him. She was completely caught up in how much she liked doing this for him. His broken words might have made sense if Allie had been focused on what exactly he was saying. As it was, she was completely focused on keeping her mouth moving over him and was taken completely by surprise when he pulled himself from her mouth. Her first instinct was to wonder if she had somehow done something wrong. Before she could voice that worry, though, he came on his own stomach. That seemed slightly... odd to her - didn't guys like girls who swallowed? - but she didn't have the courage to question him just now. Swallow… spit… Stephen couldn't speak for anyone else, but he had never really had a preference. He would've enjoyed coming in her mouth, of course, but it wasn't something he was going to force on her in the heat of the moment. Not every girl enjoyed that sort of thing, after all, and he didn't want to do something like that until he was sure that she wanted him to. "C'mere," he murmured once he was able to speak. Rather than waiting for her to oblige, he pulled her up his body and crushed his mouth to hers. Her lips felt swollen from what she'd just been doing "That was amazing," he murmured as he nipped and sucked at her lips. "That was… so good, baby… ohmyguh, so good…" It probably went without saying, but she definitely hadn't done anything wrong. As far as he as concerned, she'd done it very, very right. Allie had no idea whether she'd like swallowing his cum or not. Obviously. She'd never done it before, after all. She certainly wasn't opposed to trying it, though. If he'd questioned her, she definitely would have been more than willing, but she didn't know quite how to bring it up without turning into a babbling, blushing mess. Not that she could dwell on why he'd pulled away before he came for long. Stephen was pulling at her within moments and she grinned as she let him pull her up his body to press a kiss to her lips. "Mmmm, I'm glad you liked it," she murmured against his lips as she returned his kisses. That probably sounded completely lame, but she didn't really know exactly what you were supposed to say after.. that. Rather than try to figure it out, though, she focused on kissing him. She hummed with pleasure as their lips nipped and pulled at one another, her body pressed against his. This was pretty much perfect. She couldn't help thinking she could do this all night. Under different circumstances, Stephen would've asked her what she wanted. In the heat of the moment, though, he'd been unable to think clearly. Speech… actual intelligent speech… had been completely impossible. "I loved it," he corrected breathlessly. His fingers tangled in her hair as he nipped and sucked at each of her lips. Eventually, though, his arms wrapped tightly around her frame, and he deepened the kiss as he shifted their positions. It took a little maneuvering, but he managed to reverse their positions without either of them falling off of the sofa. Once she was laying on her back and he was holding his weight over her, he allowed his free hand to caress over her side and breast. Deep down, he knew that he shouldn't rush this, but he was anxious to return the favor. He wanted to make her feel as good as she'd just made him feel. "So beautiful," he chanted as he began to kiss along the line of her jaw and down the side of her neck. "So sexy." When his lips met with the collar of her shirt, he began to slowly push the material up her body. He fully intended to remove that article of clothing, but he wanted to give her plenty of time to protest if that wasn't what she wanted. A brilliant smile lit up Allie's face as he told her that he'd loved what she had just done for him. It was been pretty obvious that he'd enjoyed it, of course, but something about the way he said he'd loved it made her feel so good. She was content to stay just like this, kissing him, for an eternity, but Allie didn't object in the slightest when he started to shift them. After a moment, she found herself lying underneath him on the couch and she smiled up at him, humming something of an approval at the way he was touching her. "Mmmm, Stephen..." Her own lips pressed to any part of him she could reach - which just happened to be his shoulder at the moment. If he was waiting for her to protest, he was going to have a very long wait, because there was no part of her that wanted to object to what he was doing. Generally speaking, Stephen was incredibly easy to please. That definitely shouldn't detract from what he'd said, though. After all, he hadn't been exaggerating in the slightest when he'd told her that he loved what she'd done for him. When she didn't protest the removal of her shirt, he pulled the material over her head and dropped it to the floor. His eyes raked over her frame before he brought their bodies back together, and he groaned softly as her newly exposed flesh pressed against his. "So, so sexy," he breathed. His lips returned to the side of her neck as he spoke, and he began to trail heated kisses over her skin. At the same time, his hands began to wander over her frame once more. This time, though, there was very little material in his way. "Want you, Allie…" He brushed his lips over her collarbones and chest. When they neared her bra, he slipped a hand under her back to undo the clasp. Once again, his ministrations slowed. He didn't want to move to quickly. He wanted to give her time to stop him if that was what she wanted to do. Allie loved the way he looked at her as he tossed her shirt onto the floor. A part of her felt a little self-conscious lying here without a shirt like this, but she couldn't focus on that feeling for long, not with the way it felt when he brought their bodies back together and pressed his lips to her neck. "Oh my gosh," she breathed when his lips found a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. His hands began to wander again, pulling a few soft moans from her as they caressed her skin. Allie definitely liked the way he was touching her. It would have been easy to feel self-conscious if she wasn't so easily wrapped up in what they were doing, but as it was she couldn't seem to focus on anything other than how good it felt. "Mmmm, me, too," she murmured in agreement as her lips pressed to his shoulder once more. Stopping him was definitely not something she was considering, even if her heartbeat did speed up a little as he started to work the clasp to her bra. Once it was obvious that Allie had no intention of protesting, Stephen worked the clasp of her bra. He shifted away from her long enough to pull the material from her fame and drop it to the floor. A heartbeat later, though, he brought their bodies together again. "So beautiful," he murmured as his lips continued to work over her collarbones. "So sexy…" His free hand covered one of her breasts as he spoke, and a groan built within his chest. He wasn't exaggerating. She was beautiful… sexy… perfect… everything he could ever want or need... Her body responded to his touch, and he began to stroke his thumb over her taunt nipple. He knew that he should probably slow down, but that was easily the furthest thing from his mind when he dipped his head and flicked his tongue over the hardened flesh. "Mmmmmmmmm," he hummed a short while later when he pulled the peak of her breast into his mouth and began to gently suck. Allie had to fight the instinct to cover herself as Stephen pulled her bra from her frame. That was ridiculous, of course, but she couldn't help the brief wave of self-consciousness that swept over her. The feeling quickly faded, however, as she felt his body press against hers once more and his lips returned to her collar. A light blush covered her skin at his words and she couldn't help smiling as she brushed a kiss over the side of his neck. She moaned softly as his hand moved to her breast. That felt... so good. It was nothing, though, compared to how it felt when he started to stroke his thumb over her nipple. "Oh, my gosh," she murmured. Her back arched, pushing her breast against his hand as she let out a moan of encouragement. She didn't think he should slow down. Then again, she wasn't exactly thinking clearly at the moment. Allie moaned again when he dipped his head and brushed his tongue over the peak of her breast. A set of fingers threaded through his hair as she pulled encouragingly at the back of his neck. At the same time, her back arched, bringing her breast more fully into his mouth. "Oh, my gosh," she breathed as her fingers tightened reflexively in his hair. That was... amazing. Allie had absolutely no reason to feel self-conscious. As far as Stephen was concerned, she was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, and his opinion on the matter wasn't about to change. If anything, taking this step with her only confirmed those beliefs. A soft groan built within his chest when her lips brushed over the side of his neck, and he shifted to give her a little more room to work. That felt… so good… incredible. He couldn't help but want more. The corner of his mouth pulled into a slight smirk when she reacted so strongly to his touch. He'd done this enough times to know how to please a woman, but he enjoyed having the confirmation that what he was doing felt good. There was a voice in the back of his head that told him to slow down… to take his time… to give her time to protest, but he was encouraged by the sounds that she was making. Maybe he was reading too much into her responses, but he found himself thinking that she didn't seem to want him to move any slower. He nipped and sucked at one nipple before trailing heated kisses over her chest and pulling the other into his mouth. He hummed as he worked, making it obvious that he was enjoying himself. "Guh… so perfect, Allie..." he breathed against her skin. As he spoke, his free hand moved to the inside of her thigh and his fingers began to trail lightly over her skin as they moved higher. There was a slight chance that she would put an end to what they were doing, but he was beginning to think that wasn't going to happen. Allie definitely didn't want him to stop. Or even slow down, really. She couldn't explain why her desire was suddenly greater than her nervousness, but she definitely wanted him to keep going. Stephen was rewarded with another moan when his mouth shifted from one breast to the other. Allie's fingers tightened in his hair just a little bit. She knew Stephen was more experienced than she was, but that was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment. All she knew right now was that what he was doing felt so, so good. "Mmmm..." She hummed something of an approval as he continued to work and as his hand moved to the inside of her thigh, her legs seemed to part automatically for him. She wasn't consciously thinking about where those fingers were heading. Well, she might have had some idea, but she certainly didn't have any intention of stopping him. His every touch and kiss felt impossibly good. Stopping him was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment. Stephen groaned against her breast when her legs parted for him. Some part of him had been worried that he was moving too quickly, but that fear faded completely when it became obvious that she wanted this just as much as he did. He wasted no time in pressing his fingers to her center, and another groan built within his chest. The thin material of her panties kept him from touching her, but that didn't seem to bother him in the slightest. He stroked over her slit several times before beginning to massage her a little more firmly. "So hot, baby," he breathed as he pulled his mouth from her breast and urged her into a deep kiss. "So wet… so sexy… want you..." He nipped and sucked at her lips as he sought out the little bundle of nerves hidden between her folds. When her panties kept him from finding it, he pushed around them and stroked his fingers over her bare skin. "Guh… fu… so perfect, Allie…" Allie had only thought what he was doing felt good. That paled completely in comparison to how it felt when his hand found her center, though. "Guh.. Oh, my.. Guh." Her hips rolled automatically toward his hand and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. She wasn't sure why she was concerned with being quiet. Nobody but them was here. It was easy to forget such details as that heat pooled between her legs, though. "Oh, my.... guh, Stephen. Oh, my guh..." She met the deep kiss he pulled her into, nipping and sucking hungrily at his lips. It was like he was the only thing keeping her grounded at the moment. Allie moaned again when he pushed her panties aside to press his fingers to bare flesh. Her hips rolled again and although the actual words were unaudited through the kiss, she was definitely encouraging what he was doing. It didn't take him long at all to locate her clit, and when he did, he stroked his fingers over it with deft precision. "So hot," he breathed against her lips. "So wet... so perfect..." As he spoke, he shifted his hand so that his thumb could rub over that little bundle of nerves as his middle finger slid into her depths. His lips faltered against hers as he took note of how tight she was, and he groaned quite loudly. Luckily, he was able to school that reaction a moment later, and he quickly resumed the deep kiss he had pulled her into a short while before. "So tight, baby," he groaned between kisses. "So, so tight..." It was an understatement to say that he was anxious to slide himself into her, but he was determined to be patient. She had gotten him off, after all, and he wanted to return the favor before they did anything else. Allie gasped as Stephen's fingers found her clit and began to stroke over the sensitive bundle of nerves. "Oh, my... oh, my gosh," she moaned as her hips rolled toward his hand once again, all of their own accord. That felt... There weren't words. As horrible as it sounded, she barely noticed that his lips had faltered against hers. She could barely focus on anything aside from the waves of pleasure her was causing as his thumb rubbed expertly over her clit. "Oh my... guh..." Her moans only grew less and less intelligible as he slid a finger into her depths and while she murmured something resembling a response to his groaned words of approval, even she couldn't have told you what she was trying to so. "Oh my gosh, baby, oh my gosh," she moaned again, rolling her hips encouragingly towards his hand. "Feels so... oh my gosh..." It was a gross understatement to say that Stephen merely enjoyed the way that Allie was reacting to his touch. Her moaning and babbling and writhing was unbelievably sexy, and his own arousal grew with each passing moment. "So sexy… so tight… so wet… want you so much…" His words were whispered as he trailed his lips over her jaw and down the side of her neck. He nipped and sucked at what he thought were the most sensitive spots of flesh. It wasn't long before he was able to close his mouth around the peak of her breast, though. "Mmmmmmm," he hummed loudly as he began to nip and suck at her taunt nipple. "Mmmmm… guh…" Allie didn't think there was anything especially sexy about the way she was acting, but she also wasn't very focused on what she was doing or saying. She couldn't focus on much of anything aside from how impossibly good his finger felt inside her and her body seemed to be acting all of it's own accord. "Oh, my gosh, me, too... I want you so much," she found herself answering as he trailed kisses over her jaw and neck. She soon trailed off into a series of unintelligible moans as his lips found the most sensitive parts of her neck and then again a moment later when he was fastening his mouth to her nipple. That felt... amazing. His mouth was so warm and the way he was nipping and sucking at her nipple.. Between that and the hand between her legs, Allie was certain that the waves of pleasure were going to kill her, somehow. It couldn't possibly be right for anything to feel this good. It was almost too good and a part of her wanted to wriggle away from him. Rather than acting on that impulse, though, she found her back arching and her hips rolling against his touch. Allie might not have thought that her reactions were sexy, but Stephen most certainly did. In fact, he found himself thinking that he'd never seen anything sexier in his life. He'd been with other women, of course, but there was something about watching her writhe and moan under his touch. He couldn't explain it, but it was a definite turn on. "Fu… guh, you're so fu… so sexy," he breathed as his fingers continued to work inside of her. "So, so sexy…" A deep groan built within his chest when she assured him that she wanted him. That was… guh, he wanted her, and a certain part of his anatomy throbbed as that desire swept over him stronger than before. He nipped and sucked diligently at one breast before shifting just enough to give the other the same attention. As he worked, he curled his finger inside of her and pumped it in short, firm strokes. His thumb rubbed small circles over her clit, the rhythm he'd found that she responded best to, and he silently willed her to find a release. Deep down, he knew that she might not want to go any farther once she'd gotten off, but he wasn't thinking about that. He was focused only on making her cum for him so that he could feel that wet warmth wrapped around him. Allie continued to moan for Stephen as his fingers kept moving inside her. She wasn't remotely paying attention to the things she was saying and a few curses slipped past her lips as her hips continued to roll reflexively toward him. "Oh, my... fuck, Stephen, so good, baby," she babbled. There was a pressure steadily building down low and she felt as though she was going to explode at any moment. Even though it felt almost too good, though, she was certain she didn't want him to stop. Stephen groaned softly as Allie cursed and moaned for him. He knew that she didn’t making a habit of saying the things that she was currently saying, and couldn’t help but be proud of himself for making her lose that control. Needless to say, her reaction to his touch was beyond encouraging, and he smoothly slipped a second finger into her depths and curled it with the first. “Cum for me, baby,” he breathed as he worked those two fingers inside of her while simultaneously rubbing her clit with his thumb. “Come on, baby. Cum for me.” A second later, he brought his mouth back to hers and urged her into a deep, wanting kiss. He sincerely hoped that she did what he was urging her to do because he didn’t know how much longer his patience was going to hold out. Allie gasped when a second finger pressed into her. It didn't exactly hurt, but she did feel a little bit of pressure with the added digit. That was nothing, however, compared to the sheer amount of pleasure that coursed through her as his fingers stroked within her. She found herself nodding at his whispered request, not that she could have denied him even if she had wanted to. He had already brought her so close and the thumb rubbing over her swollen nub was enough to send her over the edge within seconds. "I'm... oh my gosh," she managed just was he pulled her into a deep kiss. Allie tried to focus on returning the kiss he had pressed to her lips, but an instant later she was convulsing around his fingers, unable to focus on anything but the release that was washing over her. Stephen groaned loudly when she began to convulse around his fingers. “Guh, baby... so... guh...” His lips worked roughly over hers as she lost herself to sensation, but the bulk of his attention was focused on the way her muscles were tightening around his fingers. He could only imagine what it would feel like to have her cum around him, and his hips rolled forward as though they had a mind of their own. “Want you,” he breathed as he continued to pump his fingers inside of her. “Want to feel you around me...” He really, really hoped that she was receptive to that idea. He would never push or pressure her, but he didn’t know what he would do if she wanted to stop right now. Allie was lost to sensation. She couldn't think, she couldn't speak, she could barely even breathe. For a few moments all that existed was the way she felt as the orgasm crashed over her. Nothing else penetrated her senses. She vaguely heard him speaking as she rode out the waves of pleasure and she gradually came back to herself. Allie couldn't have told you exactly what he'd said, but she found herself murmuring something of an agreement. "Oh, my gosh," she breathed a heartbeat later as she pulled him into another deep kiss. Far from quenching his desire, what he'd just done for her only seemed to whet her appetite for him. A part of her thought she should feel sated, but now she found that she only wanted more. Stephen didn't think for a second that she should be sated. He wouldn't have minded if she had been, of course, but he'd been hoping that wouldn't be the case. After all, his desire for her hadn't faded in the slightest. His jeans were hanging loosely around his thighs, and he quickly fished his wallet out of his back pocket. His other hand was still caught between their bodies. His fingers were still moving inside of her. That meant that he was working one handed, and it took him a moment to pull the condom free. Once he had succeeded, though, he brought it to his mouth and tore the package open. A heartbeat later, her lips were pulling at his, and he returned the kiss as he rolled the condom over his erection. "Love you," he breathed as he pulled his fingers from her depths and focused completely on working his lips over hers. He could've easily brought his hips forward and entered her, but he knew that she'd never done this before. As much as he wanted to make love to her, he didn't want to rush through the experience and hurt her more than necessary. At the same time, he was almost desperate to feel her, and he rolled his hips forward so that he could rub against her opening. Allie's heart skipped a beat as Stephen held himself over her. The way he was kissing her, the way he looked at her, the heat the pooled between her legs at his slightest touch -- everything was perfect. She wasn't sure why she'd put this off for so long, but in this moment, she was really glad she'd waited. She was glad Stephen was going to be her first - her only. Her heart was so full of love for Stephen that she couldn't picture ever wanting to be like this with anyone else. Her hips rolled reflexively towards him as his tip brushed against her heat and she let out a low moan. How much this was going to hurt didn't even enter her mind as she pulled at him, encouraging him to keep going. She wanted him. She needed him. She literally ached for him. "I love you," she breathed as her lips pulled at his once more. Stephen fought the groan that built within his chest when she rolled her hips up to his. He wanted nothing more than to plunge into her depths. Fortunately, though, there was a voice in the back of his head that reminded him not to rush... not to hurt her anymore than he had to. He breathed deeply through his nose when their lips met, and he tried his very best to dampen the frenzy he’d worked himself. It was nearly impossible, but he managed to keep his thoughts on making this as good for her as he was sure it was going to be for him. He supported the bulk of his weight with one hand while the fingers of his free hand tangled in her hair. His mouth pulled hungrily at hers effectively demonstrating how very much he wanted her. He briefly wondered if he should pull out of the embrace long enough to confirm that this was definitely what she wanted, that this wasn’t something she was going to regret, but he told himself that she wouldn’t have been pulling at him so urgently if she wasn’t certain. A deep groan of approval rumbled deep within his chest when he finally brought his hips forward and allowed the tip of his member to slip inside of her. He’d said it a hundred times, but she was so hot... so wet... so tight. He could’ve lost himself right there, but he refused to give into that sensation. He wasn’t about to let this end so quickly. Allie was absolutely, 100% sure this was what she wanted. She'd never been more sure of anything. In fact, in the moment she was struggling to remember why she hadn't done this long before now. The way Stephen was making her feel.. it was amazing. Who wouldn't want to do this? She continued to pull at him as their mouths worked furiously together, but a moment later, she was surprised as a wave of pain washed over her. She gasped softly and her teeth sunk into her lower lip as she struggled not to cry out. She vaguely remembered stories about how the first time could hurt, but she was completely unprepared at the sudden discomfort. Not wanting to upset Stephen, though, she attempted to school her expression as she focused on breathing as deeply as she could through her nose. As much as she tried, though, she couldn't seem to completely smooth out the lines in her forehead. This had to get better, she told herself. No one would do this if it felt like this all the time. Allie clung to that piece of logic as she worked to will the pain away. She just had to get through these next few moments and then it would feel good again. It had to. As much as he wanted to bury himself inside of her, Stephen paused right where he was when she gasped against his lips. He’d known that this first time would hurt, but he hoped that pain would pass quickly. He hated knowing that he was the cause of her discomfort, after all. It didn’t matter how necessary it was. “It’ll get better,” he breathed as his thumb stroked lightly over her cheek. “I’ll go slow... just tell me when you’re ready.” Once he’d spoken, he urged her into a gentle kiss. It was probably a ridiculous notion, but he hoped that kiss would distract her from the sensation that had caused her to stiffen underneath him. If it was possible, Allie fell a little more in love with Stephen in that moment. She might not be as experienced at this as her sisters, but she knew that not every guy ever would be so sweet and so patient. She knew there were some guys out there who would be focused on how it felt for them. But Stephen was... perfect. Was it any wonder she loved him so much. Afraid to try and speak out loud, she merely nodded her head when he assured her it would get better. She closed her eyes, briefly, as his thumb stroked over her cheek. As ridiculous as it sounded, that simple touch made it easier to relax and when he urged her into a kiss, she was happy to return it. It seemed like a small eternity, but eventually the pain faded and Allie breathed a sigh of relief as she realized it no longer hurt. "I think I'm okay now," she murmured against her boyfriend's lips, giving her hips a tentative roll to test that theory. A part of her was worried the pain would return, but it didn't. If anything, it felt good. Some guys would’ve rushed forward without giving any thought to how she felt, but that was not how Stephen wanted her to remember her first time... their first time. He wanted this moment to be as perfect for her as it was for him. If that meant that he had to use a little patience, he was more than willing to do that. “I love you,” he murmured as she nodded her response. His lips worked gently over hers for several long moments. He wasn’t sure how much time passed, but he made absolutely certain that he didn’t move inside of her until she told him that she thought she was alright. He bit his bottom lip roughly when she rolled her hips toward his, and when her brow didn’t immediately furrow, he brought his own hips forward. Another groan built in his chest when she surrounded him completely, and he paused inside of her. This time, though, his hesitation was for his benefit instead of hers. “Oh, my... guh.” Despite the discomfort, a bright smile moved over Allie's face when Stephen told her he loved her. She couldn't begin to explain how hearing him say those words made her feel. It was amazing. She was certain she would never get tired of hearing them. When the roll of her hips didn't bring a fresh wave of pain, Allie breathed a sigh of relief. It almost seemed too good to be true, but even as Stephen thrust his own hips toward hers, there was no further discomfort. In fact, it felt... really good. Better than good, actually. It felt amazing. She couldn't help moaning her own approval as she rolled her hips again, a little more confidently this time. "Oh, my gosh," she breathed as they worked to find a rhythm. There weren't words to describe how this felt. It was.. nothing she'd ever felt before even compared Stephen groaned loudly as they worked to find a rhythm. It took several moments for their movements to sync. Once they did, though, a litany of curses rolled off of his tongue. "Fucking… guh, Allie… fuck…" His lips fused to hers in an effort to muffle the noises that he was making, but it wasn't very effective. He kissed her deeply, his tongue massaging hers, as his hips rolled forward again and again. Each thrust brought him closer to a release, but he fought the desire. As good as this felt… as good as it would feel to climax, he didn't want it to end, and more importantly, he wanted to make sure that she was satisfied. He couldn't have told you how much time passed as their bodies came together again and again. He only knew that his desire to cum grew stronger with every passing second. When he absolutely couldn't take it anymore, he forced a hand between them and stroked diligently over her clit. "You've got to… I can't…" The words didn't make it out of his mouth before his body convulsed and his movements became almost mechanic. He knew that she probably hadn't fallen over the edge with him, but he worked to keep his fingers circling the little numb of nerves between her folds. It took them a little while to find a good rhythm, but once they did, Allie couldn't help letting out her own string of curses. That felt unbelievable. A few moments ago, she'd thought nothing could feel better than his fingers had, but she was quickly being proven wrong. The momentary discomfort was completely forgotten as her hips rolled up to meet his again and again. "Oh, my fucking gosh," she moaned just as his lips silenced her with a deep kiss. She returned it happily, bringing her tongue forward to meet his as their lips worked hungrily together. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over her as their bodies ground together. She moaned and cursed against his lips. This was... amazing. She never wanted it to end. Allie gasped when his fingers started to move over her clit. She moaned against his lips, trying to deepen the kiss, if that was possible. That felt... so good. It felt almost too good, like her whole body might explode at at moment. She barely processed his words, but a heartbeat later she was giving in to his request. She didn't really have much choice in the matter. Seconds after he came, she followed him over the edge. Stephen moaned softly when he felt her convulse then cum around him. Once he was sure that she had finished, he shifted and supported the bulk of his weight on his elbows. He was probably going to want to make love again. For the moment, though, he was spent. "Fu… guh, Allie…" He was breathing heavily, but that didn't keep him from dipping his head and brushing his lips gently over hers. He lingered in the embrace, taking the time to pull tenderly at each of her lips before deepening the embrace even so slightly. Once he thoughts were a little less jumbled, he pulled back and flashed her a warm, loving smile. "I love you," he breathed sincerely. "So, so much." Allie couldn't think. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't focus on anything other than how amazing she felt as she rode out the waves of pleasure. "Oh, my gosh, Stephen, oh, my gosh," she panted softly once she could form the words. She was still breathing hard, but she happily let him pull her into the kiss as they shifted slightly. She smiled against his lips as their mouths worked tenderly together. She couldn't seem to stop smiling. That had been perfect. "I love you, too. So, so much," she returned. She smiled, a bright, unbelievably happy smile, before leaning in and brushing her lips over his again. Like him, she was probably going to want to do that again soonish. For the moment, though, she was utterly and completely sated. |