Chapter 21-Honeymoon Pt 3

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Kirstie POV
Avi plays with the hem of his t shirt on my body.
"It snowed," he whispered.
"Oh yeah?" I smirk.
"So I guess today we could," he trailed off, but cupped my bum roughly. I giggle against his lips, and he cups me again. I wrap my arms around his neck. I bring my legs up, and wrap my legs around his waist. He licks my neck. I shiver, and he moves his hands lower. I lay him on his back, and straddle him. I smirk down at him, and he looks at me with hungry eyes. He holds my breasts in his hands. I begin to leave my mark on his neck, and he moans. I nibble his ear, and he massages my breast in his hand. He staggers into the living room. We sit on the couch. I grind my hips on him, and he moans. I smirk, and do it again.
"Kirst," he moans, and it's undeniably sexy. I rock my hips, and he latches his lips with mine.
"Babe," he groans. I shiver.
"What?" I bat my eyelashes innocently.
"You know what you are doing," he playfully.
"What? This?" I rock my hips again. He moans loudly, and I do it. He grips my waist, and he kisses me hard. He runs his hands up and down, and I moan. He bites down on my bottom lip and tugs. I squeeze my legs tighter around his waist, and he pulls away.
"What do you want to eat?" he whispered.
"I don't want to eat. I want to do something else," I kissed his neck.
"Kirst...."
"C'mon, I know you want me as much as I want you," I murmured against his lips, and tugged on the ends of his wild black hair.
"And if I do," he cocked an eyebrow.
"Shut the blinds," I commanded him. He did as I said. I then sprawled candles around a blanket on the hardwood floor. Avi turned down the lights, and sat in wait. I changed into some skimpy lingerie, the real French kind. It's black and lacy. It only covers my nipples and girl part with woven roses. It doesn't exactly have cups, but it somehow pushes my tits up. It had low rise undies, and it made my butt look bigger than it really is. I pulled my hair into a bun, and went to meet Avi. His lips turned into a cheeky smile when I walked out. I took a lighter and lit all of the candles slowly, letting my breasts and private parts linger a little too long. He sat up, and I saw a tent in his boxers.
"Boner troubles, baby?" I whisper in his ear.
"Yeah, whatever." He sat in a erect position. I'm getting everything I can out of today, so I straddle him and began doing a lap dance on him. I humped and grinded my hips on him. He was tense, and I teased him a little more. I decided to do a strip tease. I spin around, and slide the bra straps down my shoulders. I unhook the bra, and hold it up. I see an animal replace man in him, and I pull down my bra. His boner is higher than the Empire State Building. He took one breast in his mouth and sucked, while he massaged the other. He traced the outline of my boob with his tongue, and met my lips to mine. He slid the panties down my legs, and slipped three fingers in. I moaned loudly, and arched my back. My toes curled, and I had an orgasm. He let me breathe, and then buried his face in between my legs. I was suddenly self-conscious, because I was very wet. He came out, and I kissed him. I was sweaty, but ready for him to be in the same state. I pulled his boxers down his legs, and went down to his treasure. I hold his friend in my hand, and smile at him sweetly. I then take the tip of him in. I slowly took all of him in, and sucked hard. He moaned, and as I came off, I grazed him with my teeth. As we were now both naked, he positioned himself to enter me. He rocked his hips, and my heart rate pumped. He dug in, skin on skin, sweat and moaning filling the room. Avi climaxes, causing me to orgasm with him. His peak triggers mine, and vice versa. We lie there, him still in me, panting hard. He goes and gets us wine. I happily accept. When he comes back (wine-less I must say) he attacks my neck with his lips. He sucks and pecks hard, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He enters me, and he rocks hard and fast. I moan a loud guttural cry while I climax, and he does the same. We rest, and then both decide to go to bed, seeing as we wore each other out.

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