The Way You Laughed

I didn't think you were going to ask me to stay. When you asked me you knew I wouldn't say no. Couldn't say no. Have I ever said no to you? I called my parents and told them some white lie, just like you knew I would. I turned the lights off and lit three candles, the light moving across the ceiling, across the bed, and across you. You put on music, smiling because you know how loud I am, and your parents were down the hall. Home for the weekend, home together in that town I'd tried so hard to leave.
The music was something hot and slow ? a mix I had made you I think. I pulled off my sweater and plopped down on the mattress you had put on the floor ? you always thought of those things. I ran my hand up my leg and looked up at you. You just grinned and put out your cigarette, sitting down next to me. We laughed a little at ourselves, that awkward moment when you know you're going to have sex but before you - and mid-sentence I slid my hand up your leg and moved closer to you, never missing a beat, as if it were nothing. You held still, bahis firmaları as if not to scare me off. I nuzzled your neck, feeling your goatee against my face. I trace your lips with my tongue and let myself go, my hands moving to your stomach, tugging your shirt off as you kiss me, moving closer to you-I could never get enough of your hot skin.
Just like that we were on fire-your hands underneath my shirt while I kissed your neck, wrestling around on the bed on top of one another, laughing, pulling away clothes until we were naked. I pushed you down on the bed and kissed my way down your chest and stomach, savoring the little jump of your stomach as I tease your happy trail. I took your cock in my hand, stroking it, feeling it swell. I licked your head, teasing it with my tongue and sucked along the underside of your cock. I love your cock. I'd always loved everything about your cock-the way it tasted, the weight of it, the pressure of it inside of me. I was in charge, and I could feel myself getting wet as I rubbed my lips against kaçak iddaa your head, taking you deep in my throat.
You were so hard in my hands I couldn't wait-I had to have you inside of me. I straddled you, sliding you deep within me, my tight pussy expanding with the pressure of you. You filled me, and I closed my eyes and moaned softly, just feeling you deep within-that was always my favorite moment, when we were first together; tight, hot, throbbing, waiting. And then I slowly rotated my hips, sat up and arched my back, still moving. Every cell in my body was concentrated on how you filled me. I moved a little harder, the blood starting to rush through my system.
I whimpered and looked down at you as you put your hands on my hips. Your eyes were closed, with an expression on your face I couldn't quite read. And then I stopped thinking about anything as you pulled me faster with your hands. I started moaning and catch myself-you silenced me with your mouth and your arms were around me and you pushed me onto my back, thrusting hard kaçak bahis into me. I bit your lip, closing my eyes tight I tried to keep myself quiet as you started fucking me faster and harder. I couldn't get enough-you put my legs up on your shoulders as you pounded me harder. You knew I wanted it, I wanted you to slam into me, shake my body to the core.
I couldn't stop moaning, calling to God and begging you not to stop. "Don't stop, please? oh damn? ummm," I said over and over again. I opened my eyes but I couldn't see, all I could do was feel you. I could hear you laughing, deep and low, laughing with each thrust I begged for, each thrust that exploded in me, each thrust that pushed me closer to cumming. And suddenly, I did, my body tensing and relaxing in one quick moment. I bit my lip again to keep from screaming, and felt you tense and collapse against me. I couldn't move-my body felt completely broken. When I could move again I kissed your neck, whispering to you.
"God, that was so good." A few moments passed and I could feel you breathing, and I remembered how you laughed. I mentioned it, and you looked down at me and said, "I was laughing because I was proud-you loved it." You grinned and ducked your head and I laughed. "You're right-I did."