Once outside she led them down the street and to a small, family-owned ice cream shop. Inside she placed her order, then gave Christopher his. As they walked outside, Christopher began to eat his ice cream and looked over at Abby.
"Mmm, this is good," he said to her, as he devoured the sweet treat.
"I told you it would be worth your while." She grinned at him.
"I've never had ice cream that tasted so good, how'd you find this place?"
"When I first got to Paris I happened upon this little shop and had to try their home-made ice cream. It was so good that I came here every day. It is a hundred-year-old recipe, and they make it the same since the first time it was conceived." Abby licked the rest of her treat and then tossed the napkin into the trash.
Christopher finished tossed his napkin into the trash and pulled Abby close to him, his shaft still stiff, he pressed it into her.
"How about we go back up to your room and finish what we started." He grinned at her and kissed her.
"Hmm, I think that would be a splendid idea," she giggled and grabbed his hand as they walked back to her room.
Just outside the penthouse, Christopher pulled her into his arms and began to kiss her passionately. Abby tried to unlock the door among kisses, and then finally had to pull herself away so that she could get it open. Once it was, Christopher resumed to ravish her lips. His foot shoved the door to the room closed and they made their way to the couch, their hands all over each other's bodies as they continued to devour each other's lips.
Abby felt the couch touch her feet and she slowly sat down, Christopher followed, his lips never left hers. His fingers wandered up to her blouse and he started to pop the buttons one by one. Each one came undone with ease, and within seconds her blouse was open, and his hands engulfed her breasts, nestled within her silk bra.
Their tongues swam within each other's mouths, a dance that had waited years to be performed. Occasionally they would take a breath or two, but then they would resume their passionate kiss. Abby's hands ran over his muscular arms, and chest, and then slowly over his muscular buttocks, squeezing it with desire. Christopher moaned when she squeezed his ass, which made her squeeze it harder, and then gently bite his lower lip. He looked at her surprised but with lustfulness in his eyes. He grabbed her hair, and pulled it slightly, which caused her to moan, grab his head, and pull him in for another long passionate kiss.
Abby's other hand ripped open Christopher's shirt and pulled it off, she unbuckled his belt popped open his pant button, and proceeded to unzip his slacks. Once open, she slowly ran her hand down his hairless chest and within his now accessible loins. The touch of her hand on his shaft made him moan louder. His hands moved from her head to her blouse, which he pulled from her shoulders.
Reaching behind her back he unclasped her bra, pulled it off, and tossed it to the floor. Her succulent white breasts, freed from their cage, were exposed to the cool air of the room, and her small pink nipples quickly hardened. She made a faint moan when her nipples hardened, and with that moan, Christopher withdrew his lips from hers, opened his mouth, and let his tongue gently run over her tight peaks.
His left hand moved onto her left breast, and he started to tease the nipple, his thumb and index finger twirled it back and forth, which made it harder. After his tongue played with her nipple, he slowly enclosed his mouth over the tip and gently sucked and nipped it gently with his teeth.
Abby's back arched slightly as the wonderful sensation she felt from his mouth washed down her body. Her hands ran through his hair, then she pressed his face into her breast, a whisper escaped her lips which asked him to bite harder. As he nibbled on her nipple, she ran her hand down his pants and wrapped her silky fingers around his thick shaft, her fingertips moved along the tip with urgency.
She stroked him, and he moaned into her breast, which caused him to suck harder, and squeeze her other nipple even more. She moaned loudly, as she moved her legs open and wrapped them around his waist, her hot wet pussy pressed into his hard shaft. This made Christopher release her breast, then proceed to strip himself naked, and her as well. Abby lay there, her legs spread open, as her fingers slid down her thigh and between the wet pink lips that were hidden away.
She swirled a finger around her nub as she watched Chistopher's reaction, her lip caught between her teeth. His body twitched with envy, and he lowered himself down, between her legs. He stuck out his tongue and dragged it along her clit, shots of pleasure moved through Abby's body. Christopher slurped her clit, his lips wrapped around it as he sucked and nibbled. He growled into her body when he felt her fingers dig into his hair.
She moaned loudly as he sucked on her nub, and ran a finger inside her, her juices flowed. He sucked her right up to her climax and then stopped short, unwilling to let her finish. She sighed and then gasped as she felt him slowly push his hard cock inside of her. His hands grasped her breasts, and as he thrust harder, his cock taped her spot repeatedly.
The pleasure that they shared was enormous and she screamed passionately as he shoved his now-wet shaft in and out of her. His motions grew faster and harder with every moan and scream that came out of her mouth. She reached up and grabbed his shoulders, as he shoved his hands under her ass and lifted her into the air, his thrusts never ceased.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs hung over his forearms, as he lifted her up and down, along his hard wet shaft. She moaned in his ear and urged him to continue and not stop. She told him how much she loved him, how much she longed for him, lusted for him. He shoved his cock deeper into her, which made her gasp and sigh with pleasure. He carried her, on his cock, over to the bed. She slid off and climbed onto it, her apple-round ass stuck up in the air, and she wiggled it, her head turned to look at him as she gave him a wink. She grasped the covers of the bed, in preparation for his reentry.
Christopher stroked his hard cock, and gently ran his fingers through the smooth lips of her soft folds, his thumb and index finger spread them apart. He moved closer and gently pressed his cock against her opening, then grabbed hold of her milk-white ass cheeks. He squeezed tightly as he thrust his cock into her roughly. Abby grabbed tighter to the sheets, her eyes on him, a smile stretched across her face. She whimpered at him and moaned that she wanted him to go harder and faster. Without hesitation he rammed his hard cock into her, he raised a hand and slapped her ass.
Abby moaned loudly, "harder!" she screamed. Christopher drove his cock into her, with continuous slaps to her ass. She thrust her body into his, which forced his cock deeper. Her body contorted as the orgasms began, to her surprise she had several, and this caused Christopher to thrust harder and deeper, his hands grabbed her breasts, and he licked her back. He yanked her hair, which caused Abby to lift, her back resting against his chest.
Christopher sucked on her neck and tilted her head to the side so that he could kiss her passionately. He thrust harder and then began to feel his climax form. Abby laid her body back down on the bed and urged him to give her all that he had. His body contorted with each thrust, as he climaxed inside her, which caused both of their juices to mingle together.
Both fall to the bed; their sweaty bodies lay entwined. They breathed rapidly, then kissed each other, and fell asleep in each other's arms. Late that night Christopher woke up, rolled over, and stared at Abby's body as she slept. Abby let out a small sigh, and moved, then opened her eyes, and looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed her passionately. She reached back and held his head.
"Oh, you better stop, or else you'll be in for it," he said with a chuckle.
"Is that so," she said with a devilish look in her eyes.
Christopher grinned, as he knew what was going to happen next.
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Heart
RomanceChristopher and Abigail have been friends since childhood. After many years of being separated, they meet again, both successful in their lives, and both ready for something more.