Destiny

Part 22

Lindsey blinked maybe once, twice at best, before Stevie moved into his lap and held his face in her hands as she leaned in to whisper against his lips. "I thought you'd never ask."

His hands gripped her side and he smiled, responding to a series of soft kiss. "It's hard and it's fucking unfair." He said, his fingers slipped in her hair and he drew her in for a more passionate kiss. 

"Just say the word, Linds." Stevie pressed her hands to his chest to sit up straight.

Lindsey swallowed uneasily, looking into her eyes, searching for something in them. Did she mean it? Was it just because they were a little emotional? Was it because they were giving into temptation once again? Lindsey didn't know what he was supposed to say, so he pulled Stevie back and captured her lips, kissing her until she forgot about what she had asked from him.  

Stevie slowed them down after a while and it got him worried for a second, but... "I'm not about to have sex on the couch. I'm way too old for that." She added as she climbed off him to stand on the floor, her hand held out for him to take.

They were in the bedroom about a minute later. Lindsey quietly closed the door behind him and walked the short distance between him and Stevie, ready to push her down onto the mattress, but she had other plans. 

"Let me take care of you this time." She said, her arms wrapped around his neck, she rose on her tiptoes to barely touch their lips. 

She switched their positions and showed him to lie down on the bed. He scooted up to the headboard and she followed to straddle him. She only gave him a peck on the lips before she began kissing his neck, while she gripped the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up. He lifted himself up a bit so she could take it off and she pushed at his chest, making him lie flat on his back again. She ran her nails over his chest, then kissed along each slightly reddening line. He lay with his lips sealed, completely mesmerized. He watched as she moved lower until she reached the belt buckle of his jeans. Their eyes locked for a second before she focused on getting it undone. Every brush of her hand made his breathing a little heavier. Once his jeans were off and on the floor beside the bed, she came back up to kiss him and soon he tried flipping them over, but she pulled back and shook her head with a teasing smile.

"Are you not enjoying this?" She asked, hovering above him.

"I'm enjoying this too much." His palm on the small of her back, trying to press their bodies closer. 

"You always do this to me." She said. "Let's see, how you like it."

"Ugh, fine." He groaned then licked his lips as his eyes lowered to her cleavage. "But you take some of your clothes off, too. It's only fair." She didn't argue with that. She sat back on her heels and lifted it up and over her head. "More." 

Giving him a slightly annoyed look, she got off the bed to ditch her pants. "You're so impatient."

He scoffed, welcoming her weight back on top of him. "Says you."

He managed to get her down closer to him to kiss her. He guessed, she got a little lost in the moment because he managed to unhook her bra and ease the straps down her shoulders.

"This is not the game we're playing." She sat up, narrowing her eyes at him. 

Before he could catch her, she moved down to kneel between his legs. Her thumbs hooked around the waistband of his boxers and she tugged them down and moved aside so he could kick them off completely. Her eyes on him, she dragged her nails over his hipbones and down his thighs, on one side then the other. She bit into her bottom lip as she looked at him, but his eyes closed as soon as her fist wrapped around his erection. She began stroking him slowly, seeing his whole body tense up. How the hell are we still able to do this to each other, she thought. A deep moan escaped him and she smiled to herself, feeling his hand blindly seeking out any part of her to hold onto. She fully intended to let him finish, but...

"Fuck, come here." His eyes snapped open and he pushed her hand away to pull her on top of him. 

They struggled to remove her panties together, while their lips were locked, but once they were off, he brought his hand in between them and positioned himself better for her to sink down on him. He groaned as he disappeared inside her completely. However, she didn't let him take over as she pushed herself up and began building a slow, steady rhythm. His hands on her hips, he urged her to pick up the pace, but she shook her head, smiling down at him.

"This... this isn't gonna last if-" He breathed in deeply, closing his eyes for a second. "If you don't, fuck..."

"I know." She said. "I told you, I was going to take care of you."

"I'll-" He paused to wet his lips as he pulled her back to him, their chests pressed together. "I'll do anything." He promised and pecked her on the lips. "I- gah..." His eyes firmly shut, he struggled to get out a single word.

"I love you." She whispered into his ear and felt his body stiffen, then jerk slightly before he relaxed and let out a heavy breath.