(Just a) Kiss
He leaned over her, his hand on her belly, resting there.
"That was bad," he said.
She looked into his eyes, hers still glazed over, ramped up.
"I know. It was. Really bad," she said.
"You shouldn't have done that," he said.
Her body moved under his hand.
"I know. I shouldn't have," she said. "You know what is even worse?" she said.
His fingers moved up her belly, up further, tracing her nipples under her shirt.
"What's that," he said.
"I want to do it again," she said.
"Oh yeah?" he said, his fingers teasing her nipples, squeezing them, watching her catch her breath.
"Yes....I would do nothing but suck your dick all night if you let me," she whispered, her eyes closed.
His eyes closed momentarily, and his hand froze on her nipple.
"That was a bad thing to say. You shouldn't have said that," he said.
"I'm a bad girl. I can't help it," she said.
"You are..I know you are," he whispered. He leaned down to take her mouth with his again. His mouth moved from hers as he pulled her shirt over her head. His tongue teased her nipple, his teeth holding it.
"Don't...we can stop now. We should stop now," she said. He looked her in the eye and knew. "You don't want me to stop. You want more," he said. Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her pajama pants down and off. "No, I don't. We need to stop," she said. But as his fingers found her wet pussy again, her back arched and she sighed loudly.
"Ok...I'll stop...," he said, sliding his fingers inside her. "Now? You want me to stop now?" he said, moving them in and out, slowly. "No...no," she said. Her legs opened more, she bit her lower lip, rocking her hips. "See...that's not so bad...or is it?" he said.
"It's so bad," she said. "So bad."
He moved faster. Faster. Her body shook. "It is bad. You're right. But that's what you want," he said. "We shouldn't be doing this at all. Not at all. It is so wrong, so bad, so dirty," he said, faster now.
She couldn't talk anymore, just made sounds. Such hot sounds. Her eyes fluttered. "I shouldn't be making you come like this," he said.
That was it for her, and he covered her mouth because the moan was so loud as she came. And he couldn't wait. He wanted it now. He pulled her still shaking under him, lifted her hips, and thrust himself inside her as she was still shaking and recovering and was not prepared for it.
"No!" she sighed.
"Oh yeah," he said.
"Stop," she said, trying pathetically to stop him as he fucked her, fucked her hard. He loved her protests, knowing there was nothing behind them but her wanting to be taken. Harder her went, until she couldn't talk, couldn't protest anymore. Then he stopped. "You want me to stop now?" he said, smiling.
"No! Nononono," she said.
He was about to move again.
"Are you sure?" he said.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
"You want me to fuck you?" he said. She moved up to his mouth. "We shouldn't....but oh fuck yeah fuck me...so bad," she whispered, licking his lips with her tongue. "You're a bad girl," he whispered.
He pushed her violently back down on the bed, and fucked her as hard and as fast as he could, and was pretty sure they woke up the floor but he didn't care and she was oblivious to everything but him. And as he watched her, arched back, nipples in the air, coming over and over, he felt it inside him and he whispered all the bad things he was thinking in her ear, sending her over the edge again as he came hard. Wrapped around him after, she whispered.
"You know that I didn't mean for this or expect this to happen -- all I really wanted was a kiss," she said. "Oh yeah?" he whispered back. She lifted herself to look into his eyes. She couldn't read his, as usual. "I mean it," she said.
He was quiet for a second, before rolling her onto her back and holding her eyes to his, body to body.
"Well, that makes one of us I guess, because, even as I was walking out the door earlier, I knew there was no fucking way I was leaving here with just a kiss," he said.
And she laughed into his mouth as he kissed her.