Dreaming

Three isn't always a crowd

I closed the door behind me and locked it, practically starving after practice. "Kawaki, I'm home!" I yelled and walked through the house going straight for the kitchen.

My attention went right to the fridge and I opened it to look for a snack to tie me over until dinner, it was going to be a feast. I had prepped a lot of things this morning and was ready to start cooking.

"Hungry?" Kawaki asked, suddenly right behind me. His hands gripped my hips and he was grinding his dick against me and it was already hard. Really hard.

"Not as much as you, apparently." I chuckled and rocked back in time with his movements. "Are you trying to get a round in before dinner? It'll have to be a quick one, I'm low on fuel."

"Oh I've got plenty to feed you." He said, voice deep and words promising in a way that had heat licking up and down my spine. "Should I fuck you here?"

Before I could straighten, Kawaki's hand slipped under my shirt and slid up my back, the back of his wrist pushing my shirt up on its way. Then he was leaning over me, kissing my back in soft tantalizing suckles while grinding his cock between my cheeks. Someone missed me.

"Bedroom." I said and was loving how worked up he was. Maybe Iwabe had upped his quality of weed. "We don't want to get cum all over the dining table again, it took too long to clean up."

Kawaki grunted, his free hand grabbing his cock to guide it into running between my cheeks more firmly. The kisses on my back quickly turned into harsh sucks and bites that stung and left my stomach coiling. All the blood in my body was quickly rushing to my cock. His hips flexed forward, the tip of his member pushing against my entrance over my pants.

"Been waiting all fucking day." He growled, repeating the movement with his hips.

A realization came to mind and sent another wave of heat through my body. "Shit, are you already naked?" I asked and peered over my shoulder to find that yes, he was flaunting it all at the moment.

"Tired of waiting." He muttered, straightening some and moving both hands to the waistband of my pants.

They were pushed down in an instant and he knelt down to remove them completely. When he stood again, he removed my shirt fast, still being rough with his movements. Except when he lifted me into his arms and started carrying me out of the kitchen. I giggled at his eagerness, but it was contagious. I held on tight as we went up the stairs and kissed him hard. He responded just as passionately and I sucked on his tongue, pulling on his black strands.

Kawaki had us in our room in what felt like no time and then he lowered me on the bed and tugged me onto the edge. He continued to kiss me deeply, tongues in the midst of a very sexy dance as one of his large hands slid up my abdomen, over my chest and finally settled on my throat. My body relaxed in preparation for the squeeze I anticipated and Kawaki gave me just what I was looking for, holding firmly as his tongue quickly began dominating mine.

He knew exactly how to make me feel good and he never failed. I moaned into his mouth and ran my hands over every part of his body I could reach. One hand soon went to his cock and I started stroking him with quick movements, striving to drive him just as crazy.

"Want it in your mouth?" He asked, tongue taunting mine by coming close without touching. His hips were rocking, working his cock in and out of my grasp.

"Yeah." I moaned, chasing his tongue with my own. "One more kiss."

Kawaki's teeth captured and nibbled on my tongue before he finally rewarded it with a caress from his own. The kiss became as deep as the last and I wasn't aware he'd maneuvered me up to the center of the bed until he pulled away and started crawling over me. I barely had a chance to suck in a breath before he was pushing his cock between my lips, the most erotic sound escaping his throat. My jaw went slack and my hands went to rest on his thighs. I let him set the pace and thrust his hips as he pleased, sucking and licking him greedily.