Tangled Fate

The House Guest

April 8, 2010

Her alarm had gone off more than half an hour ago but she was so comfortable. She couldn't bring herself to crawl out of bed, even if it did mean missing first period. Damon's arm was still around her waist, just as it had been when they'd fallen asleep. Louise had drifted off into a rather calm state. Not asleep but not awake either. She could feel Damon stirring behind her and a few silent moments later she felt his hips grinding against her backside.

She hummed softly, a small smile creeping on her lips. "Damon..." she muttered, into a playfully cautioning tone. "If you don't stop that I'll end up missing second period too."

Louise pushed him back on to the mattress and climbed up on to his body, letting her legs part in a effort to stimulate the doll throb that had been pulsating between them since the moment she had woken up.

She used her index finger to hold his chin in place as she nibbled along his lips, down the side of his neck and to his chest. She made a trail of kiss from his sternum to the top of the bed sheet that was wrapped around his his, the deep v of his abdominal muscles disappearing beneath the thin material.

The brunette let out a tiny squeal when her boyfriend took her by surprise, he wrapped his hands under her armpits and pulled her up to him.

When their faces were level he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and ran his tongue along it. He smiled when she opened her mouth wide against his, clearly trying to initiate a much deeper kiss. He opened his mouth to and sealed their lips together, using his tongue to prod around. When his tongue found hers, he sucked it into his mouth. Her moaning was becoming rhythmic and audible. He slid his hands up under the back shirt and held the arch of her back, grinding their pelvises together.

He grabbed her ass and flipped them over, crouching down between her spread thighs. He unbuttoned the old button left on his shirt that she wore then paused and let himself take in the moment. Her eyes were hooded and dark with lust. He ran his index fingers over her lips.

He kissed his way down her body, mirroring what she had done to him moments ago. Louise's mouth went slack. The lower Damon's lips got, the wider her mouth opened, anticipating what was to come. She stretched her arms up over her head, arching her body towards his mouth, desperate for satiation.

Damon nibbled the sensitive flesh below her belly button and then paused, looking down at the little pad of fat, which was expanding and contracting with each breath. He brushed his lips over the silky skin before he looked up at her, her hair fanned around her like a halo, her fingertips just barely brushing the mahogany headboard.

He had to have her.

He made his way back up her body and nestled his head in the crook of her neck, taking bites of the creamy skin and sucking them between his lips. He extended his arm out and groped over her breast. Louise took his hand in hers and ran it the length of her body, trying desperately to get his fingers where she wanted them.

When their hands reached the waistband of her lacy black panties, they pushed them down her legs and she kicked them from her feet. Damon braced his weigh on either side of her torso and wiggled his hips to get his length where he wanted it. He could feel the wetness seeping from her, making it easy to thrust into her.

Louise winced upon the initial intrusion. She bit her lip and her hands flattened on the headboard. Warmth radiated from the point where their bodies connected.

She relaxed her muscles and let her legs fall open as he continued to thrust into her, his lips still working across her throat. She allowed her eyes to opened and chose a spot on the ceiling to focus on, trying to postpone the orgasm that was building in her lions but it was losing battle.