"What's taking you so long?" Stevie whined, sprawled out on the bed, the bedsheet barely covering her up.
"Patience." Lindsey replied, carefully holding a drink in one hand she had asked for, he bent over to pick an item off the floor that caught his eye. "Can I bring these home as a souvenir?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.
"No!" Stevie jumped to snatch her panties, hanging around his finger. "That's disgusting."
"I beg to differ." He shrugged and gave her the glass after taking a sip first.
She crawled back into bed and sat up against the headboard, her legs bent at the knee, slightly parted. She followed his line of sight and cocked her head to one side. Her own boyfriend had never been that... obsessed with her and there she was, with a total stranger, who couldn't get enough.
"You're insatiable." She noted, putting the drink away on the bedside table, she patted the empty space beside her, indicating that he should join her.
"Haven't heard a single complaint." He shook his head, getting on to the bed on all fours, he reached her and lay down between her thighs, his lips already nuzzling her neck. She let out a girlish giggle and he drew back, looking at her with a smile. "What?"
"It tickles." She touched the side of his face and brushed her thumb over his cheek. "You're not normally that gentle."
"Oh, so you spend one night with me and you think, you've got me all figured out, huh?" He asked, returning to the previous spot, he left a trail of kisses down the curve of her neck.
"I don't know you at all." She shrugged and pushed at his shoulders, she rolled him onto his back and moved to straddle him. "Maybe that's why this is so hot."
"Maybe that's just you." He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.
"Who says, it's not you?"
She bent down to kiss him. She held his face in her hands, while his explored her naked back. She parted their lips and she slowly slithered down his body, leaving a small kiss here and there on her way. He raised an eyebrow, when she looked up at him. Her hand wrapped around his erection and began moving up and down at a torturously slow pace. He groaned, when she gave him a not so gentle squeeze, running her thumb over the sensitive head. It could have ended with a handjob and he would have been perfectly happy. He moaned her name, when she stuck out her tongue dragged it from the bottom to the very top. Her mouth formed into a perfect 'o' as she wrapped her lips around him and took as much of him as she could handle. He closed his eyes only briefly, he didn't want to miss the sight in front of him. She steadily increased her speed and his fingers tangled in her hair, encouraging her to let him slide into her mouth a little deeper. He hit the back of her throat and she pulled away, releasing him with an exaggerated pop. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, while she was focused on the task at hand, quite literally, as she stroked him, soon noticing his muscles beginning to tense up.
"Put your mouth back on me." He hissed through gritted teeth, causing a tingle between her legs.
He gathered her hair in his fist as she resumed sucking him off. His breathing grew heavy and his hips bucked, he shut his eyes. She tilted her eyes up, feeling in complete control for the first time since they met.
"Can I- fuck..." He let go of her hair to caress her face. "Please."
She didn't reply nor did she pull back, swallowing every last drop he had to offer, after a strangled version of her name passed his lips.
"Now I don't want to know, how many men you did that to."
She laughed and so did he as she moved up until she reached his lips. He had no intension of shunning her away, when she leaned in to kiss him.
"It's you." He said, answering her question from earlier. "It's definitely you."
