Limoncello

Chapter 9

"You know that I'm obsessed with your body, but it's the way you smile that does it for me." ~ Sweet, Cigarettes After Sex

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Gentle puffs of breath caressed Nick's lips as he stared at Maeve, their lips barely brushing together. Maeve's tears had long dried, the previous sorrow and guilt in her eyes replaced with desire and yearning. Nick felt dizzy. His body was buzzing with the need to have his lips on hers again. He had never experienced a kiss that left him in this state. But now that he had, he needed more.

Before he could lean back in, Maeve was climbing into his lap. She took her glasses off and set them aside before leaning back in to kiss him. He groaned into the kiss and her body melted into his. He could feel the heat radiating from her core onto his growing hardness. His hands grabbed her hips as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Her nails gently ran down his arm with just enough pressure to leave goosebumps in their wake. The simple touch caused Nick to involuntarily roll his hips up into hers with a quiet whimper.

Her slender fingers wrapped around his wrist as she moved his hand from her hip to her lower stomach. She slipped his fingertips under the waistband of her pajama shorts before placing her hand back on his shoulder. Nick took this as permission to touch. He slipped his hand the rest of the way in, moaning as his fingers glided between her folds and back up to her clit. Her lips left his and her head fell back, a delicate moan slipping off of her tongue.

"Fuck doll," Nick groaned, slowly drawing tight circles on her clit. "You're so wet." He dipped his fingers back to dance between her folds before bringing it back up to her clit, repeating the process and pulling the prettiest, most delicate of noises from Maeve without even slipping a finger inside. His fingers and hand were soaked. The longer he played with her, the more slick she produced.

Maeve's breaths were short. Nick's touch was heavenly. He was obviously teasing her, but she loved it. With trembling hands, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it off of her body. Her pert nipples stood at attention once they were exposed to the air. Nick's breath hitched at the sight. His wide eyes looked from her breasts to her face. "Can I?" he whispered.

She responded with a nod. "Please," she whispered, voice trembling and airy.

Nick moved his hands to her hips and pulled her closer to him before wrapping his lips around her left nipple. Maeve's back arched as he circled his tongue around it. She began to grind her hips against his lap, her breath hitching as she tried to hold back her moans. He groaned around her hardened nipple as he began to suck on the flesh. He left a trail of kisses across her chest as he switched to her other one to give it the same attention, looking up at her through his eyelashes. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly hung open, her face was flushed and lips swollen. Nick's heart rate sped up and he pulled off of her nipple with a pop before kissing up her chest to her neck. He left light kisses on her neck until he heard a whimper, then began to suck at that spot. He nipped slightly at the skin with his teeth. A slightly louder moan left Maeve's parted lips at the mix of pleasure and slight pain. He then darted his tongue out to soothe the skin before pulling away to marvel at the mark he left.

Maeve placed her hands on his face, prompting him to look up at her. "Nick," she breathed.

"Yeah?" he whispered.

"You're wearing too much," she giggled, voice airy and a teasing smile adorning her face.

A breathy laugh escaped Nick, "I guess I am. Let's fix that..." He turned his head to kiss one of her hands before slipping his shirt off and tossing it aside. "Better?"

"Much." Maeve lightly ran her nails up and down his chest, causing him to shiver slightly as he stared up at her.

Nick hooked a finger on Maeve's waistband. "How about we take these off, too, doll?"

"You dog," Maeve joked as she stood from his lap. She began to shimmy her shorts and panties off. "You've gotta take yours off too, handsome."

Nick's smile grew as he lifted his hips off the couch and slid his own bottoms off, sighing in relief as his cock was freed. He wrapped a hand around it and gave it a few slow strokes as he looked Maeve up and down. He knew her body was beautiful before, but seeing it bare before him made him feel like his heart and brain were going to explode. He groaned softly, squeezing his cock. Maeve straddled his lap again, hovering above his length and pressing her forehead to his. She reached her hand around to grab him, his hand moving away with a shaky sigh finally feeling her hand where he needed it most. She positioned him at her entrance and captured his lips in a soft kiss as she began to sink down, a whine escaping from the back of her throat.

He kissed back as he grabbed her hips, groaning once he was fully inside of her tight heat. Their lips moved slowly in sync, tongues dancing as she adjusted to the stretch. He tried to follow her lips when she pulled away, but his head fell back when she began to bounce. "Fuck," he moaned out, voice raspy and breathy. She let out small, reserved moans each time she bounced down. Nick knew she was holding back. He lifted his head, "Don't hold back," he managed to say. "I wanna hear you." He punctuated his sentence with an upward thrust of his hips as she moved down on him.

He got the desired result, a high pitched moan left her as the tip hit that spongy spot inside of her. He repeated that action, pulling moan after moan from her. With how heavenly she felt and how sinful she looked, he knew he was probably going to be pushed over the edge faster than he wanted to; so he did everything he could in order to hold on just a little longer. Maeve's legs noticeably began to shake and she stopped bouncing, instead beginning to grind down on him, swiveling her hips to spell her name on his dick. Nick knew he was on the brink of orgasm, but he wanted Maeve to finish first. He moved one hand from her hip and pressed a thumb to her clit, rubbing quick, tight circles into the bundle of nerves. It was like he flipped a switch when he touched her. Her moans echoed throughout the room as her motions halted and her entire body began to shake as she came. She clenched around him uncontrollably, triggering Nick's own orgasm, his hips fucking up into her as he finally let go. She slumped against him once she came down from her high.

Nick gently lifted her with ease and his softening cock slipped out. She whined at the emptiness and wrapped herself around him once he set her back down on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and softly rubbed her back "You're so beautiful, you know that?" he said softly in her ear, pressing a lazy kiss to her temple. She nuzzled her head into his shoulder to hide her blushing cheeks. He just chuckled and held her. "I mean it."