One Long Flight 💙

First Date

Feeling his lips on hers, Aisling entered Chris's house. He pinned her against the front door, his lips trailing down to her neck. "God, I missed you so much. A week is too long, Chris." His laughter mingled with the kisses and bites he peppered along her neck. She felt his cock pressing against her as she tugged his shirt, helping him remove it. Moaning, she ran her hands over his chest, down to his belt, swiftly undoing it and then his pants, letting them drop to the floor. Her fingers brushed against his hard cock through his underwear, causing him to moan into her neck while he tugged on her shirt. She complied, taking off her shirt and letting it fall to the floor, following him deeper into the house.

He stopped at the base of the stairs, "My room is upstairs."

Nodding, she removed her jeans, leaving them on the floor as he began to ascend. "Wait." She grabbed his hand, halting him, and then pushed him to sit on the stairs. Stepping down, she removed his underwear with his assistance and knelt in front of him.

Moaning loudly, he gripped her hand tightly, "Fuck, Aisling."

Giggling, she leaned back and unclasped her bra, his eyes riveted to her every move. Leaning towards him, she ran her tongue along his shaft, eliciting more moans. Gripping him firmly, she stroked slowly, running her tongue along his balls as she took one into her mouth, feeling his hips buck against her. She licked the bead of precum from the tip and then twirled her tongue around it, watching his gaze locked on her. She giggled once more, taking just the tip into her mouth, trailing her teeth gently along it, making his eyes flutter close and his head fell back. Running her tongue firmly along the vein on the underside, she flicked the tip teasingly.

He gazed back down at her, his hand landing on her head. "Stop teasing and suck it," he growled.

Giggling again, she nodded, "Yes, sir." Taking him into her mouth, she heard his deep rumble as he pushed her head down, driving himself into her mouth. Moaning around his length, she bobbed and sucked, his moans and pants filling the air above her.

"Fuuuck!" He gently pushed her away. "Now I need you. Properly, Aisling." She nodded, discarding her underwear and stood before him on the stairs. Moaning, he grabbed her waist and ran his tongue up her stomach to her pink, erect nipples. She whimpered and moaned, her hands threading through his hair as he teased and pulled on her nipples. "Are we going to make it to the bedroom?"

She giggled, shaking her head as she climbed onto his lap.

Groaning, he held her tightly as she lowered herself onto him urgently. "I love the way you feel, Aisling." She moaned and nodded, beginning to grind against him. Running his tongue along her neck, he pulled her lips to his. Her tongue met his eagerly, dancing and twirling as moans of pleasure filled their mouths. He moved his mouth to her neck, just behind her earlobe, feeling her movements becoming more urgent. Moaning, he whispered against her skin, "Don't stop until you come on my cock."

She moaned, her hands on his face, making him meet her eyes. "I'm going to... Kiss me... Please."

Their pleading gazes locked as he kissed her passionately, feeling her tighten around him, her moans sending him over the edge. He echoed her moans as his own climax rushed through him, their lips parting only to form smiles.

"I love you." The words flowed in unison, followed by shared laughter.

Kissing her neck, he whispered, "Move in with me. We can have moments like these all the time. Preferably in a bed."

She laughed, looking at him, "Chris, we've discussed this."

He groaned, nodding, "I know. But you said you'd think about it."

Standing up and pulling on her underwear, she nodded, "I know. But I haven't even started looking at places yet, Chris."

Sighing, he put on his own underwear, watching as she gathered their clothes in the entryway. Pulling his shirt over her head, she looked at him. "What am I supposed to wear?"

She shrugged, "What you're wearing now."

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As dinner clean-up was nearing its end, Aisling felt Chris's gaze on her. "What?"

He shrugged, "I love you."

Groaning softly, she nodded, "I love you." Pulling him closer, she hopped onto the kitchen counter and he rested his head on her chest. "I've never lived with someone I was dating before." She paused to look around the kitchen. "I thought you had a dog."

"Me either." He chuckled. "And he's at Scott's for the night. I was hoping we wouldn't have any distractions. He'll bring him back in the morning." Lifting his head to meet her eyes, he ran his fingers through her red hair. "I want to wake up to you every morning, love."

She nodded, a contemplative expression on her face. "I know. I just don't want to move too fast."

His eyes pleaded with her. "I need you. I never stop thinking about you. Please."

Moaning softly at the desperation in his gaze, she surrendered as he lifted her off the counter. Wrapping her legs around him, she pressed her lips to his, and he began to carry her toward the stairs.

"We're going all the way to the bed this time."

She giggled, teasing, "Are you going to carry me like this all the way upstairs?"

His moan of agreement vibrated against her lips as he started up the staircase. "I'm not letting you go."

She grinned, nuzzling his neck and planting kisses along his skin. "Then I'm going to do this the whole way."

He moaned in response, his voice dripping with desire. "Please do."

Her giggles mixed with his moans as she playfully nipped at his neck, kissing and biting in a trail of passion. The playful atmosphere took a turn as they suddenly tumbled onto his bed. Shedding his shirt, she reveled in the feel of his lips trailing down her neck.

"We're not getting any sleep tonight."

She moaned in agreement, her voice carrying a seductive note. "Yes, sir."