You just realize that you're practically sitting on his lap, facing him, and he has his hand on your thigh. He notices it too and looks at your lips. Right when you realize what is happening his lips crash into yours.
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You finally come back to your senses and immediately start kissing him back. His hand moves to your throat and pulls you deeper into the kiss while you run your fingers through his hair, gently tugging it. Your tongues battle for dominance while you climb onto his lap. His hands make their way to your ass and after a rough squeeze you can't help but grind your hips against his already growing member. Pete stops kissing you, trails kisses to your collar bone, and starts giving you love bites all over causing you to grow even more impatient.
"Mmmm." The moan slips past your lips uncontrollably.
"Do you like that?" He asks. His voice almost a growl.
"Yes." Leaning back to let him have full access to your neck and chest.
"Yes what." It was more of a statement than a question.
"Yes daddy." You bring his face back to yours because you can't stand for his lips to be away from yours anymore. Only to realize that you can't stand having fabric between the two of you even more so you break the kiss to rip his shirt over his head and he does the same to you. Good thing you decided to wear your matching black lace set today. He takes a moment to take in your image and you can't help but feel a blush creep across your face.
"You're so beautiful" Pete says while looking right into your eyes and slowly leans back in to start kissing you again. Though this time is was much more passionate, slower. His hands traveling down your sides and back up to your chest, feeling your soft skin and leaving chills where his skin left yours cold and missing his touch. He gently cups the right breast while resting his left hand on your ass. Quickly, you decide you can't stand the lace between his hand and your skin again but it's as if he read your mind because he leans forward slightly to unhook your black bra. Throwing it off to the side, his lips connect with your left tit while he cups the right. The feel of his lips and his tongue are too much for you to handle and you arch your back almost instinctively. Your movement seems to cause the same reaction within him as well as a low moan escapes his lips.
He breaks the connection when he flips you on your back so that you are laying on the couch. As Pete is making his way to the button of your pants he leaves a small trail of kisses. Once he reaches the stopping point of your pant button he looks up at you. His eyes almost black with lust. Once he unbuttons them and slides them off, taking his time either to soak in the image of you or to tease you- it's torture.
"Fuck, you're wet" he looks almost proud with a smirk creeping on his face causing you to blush again.
After sliding the black lace down your legs and throwing them somewhere across the room, he wraps his hands around your thighs and makes his way to the destination of your most sensitive spots. After what feels like years his lips connect with your inner thighs and you arch your back, trying to make him connect with you as soon as possible. Pete finally gives you what you want and his mouth connects with your warmth, agonizingly slow he starts moving his tongue in little circles almost sending you over the edge.
"Fu-uck" you mutter
"Don't come for me yet baby." You nod your head to let him know that you're listening. You're a good girl. Even though you do as he says he pulls away. Almost hurt with the action, you open your eyes and look at him. He leans over you to give you another kiss before standing up and taking off his pants and boxers. His member springing up at a surprising large size. Pete positions himself at your entrance and meets your eyes, waiting for permission. You smile to him with a gentle nod and pull him down for another kiss. While your tongues are battling for dominance again he slowly enters you. Giving you time to adjust, he keeps the pace slow until you start moving your hips against his, signaling that the pain has subsided. With his hand gripping your throat again and your nails scratching his back as the pleasure continues to build. The pace quickens and you take the chance to look into his dark eyes again which was enough to send you both over the edge.
After the high wears off, you and Pete climb into the shower to clean off. He is so gentle and washes your hair and body while giving you little kisses every couple of minutes on your forehead and shoulders. You can't help but feel at ease; even with being completely naked, you've never bee so comfortable with someone before. Once you are both clean and dry the two of you make your way to your bed and drift off into a deep sleep with the feeling of being safe wrapped in each other's arms.
