Interlocking your fingers into his ginger hair you tugged slightly, causing a groan to escape him. You took this as an invitation to continue, slipping your tongue over his bottom lip. He opened his mouth granting you access to wrap his tongue with yours. You could never get enough of the way you melted together like this. Fred pushed you backwards until your thighs met the table set up behind you. His hands hooking under your thighs, helping you onto the table, slotting himself between your legs, his lips never leaving yours.
Your hands found his belt quickly undoing it. Fred let out a chuckle, "eager, are we?"
"Is that a problem for you?" you teased back at him pulling your shirt over your head.
"If you stay that eager for me? Yes, absolutely that is going to be a problem, I fear I would never leave from between your legs if given the opportunity. I would spend all day showing you just exactly how much I adore you." His eyes darkened, noticing how your breath hitched at his words.
His hands made quick work of pulling your jeans down off your hips and tossing them to the floor. Reaching down his fingers finding your aching clit, rubbing slow circles over it. Your head tossed back, letting a moan escape you. Your orgasm was already quickly approaching, Fred could read your body the way no one else ever had. Applying more pressure to your swollen bud, he leaned down to your ear, "I just love how your body reacts to my touch, you are already so wet for me."
"Please." Is all you could manage to get out.
"Begging so nicely for me already, what a good girl."
As his pace quickened, you could feel yourself coming undone under his touch. The knot in your stomach tightened, your moans growing louder. Gripping the edges of the table, your legs began to shake, your core clenching down on nothing. As your orgasm neared, Fred slid his finger deep within you, angling it upwards, hitting that delicious spot that made your vision blur. His pace never relenting.
"I- I'm g-going to cum. Please d-don't stop."
"Sweetheart I wouldn't dream of it." His thumb met your clit adding a second finger inside of you. Your first orgasm washed over you. His name falling from your lips like a prayer, his voice keeping you grounded. "that's it baby, let yourself go for me."
As your orgasm concluded, Fred pulled himself from between your legs. As he brought his hand to his lips, you stopped him. Pulling his hand to your mouth, you sucked the taste of yourself off his fingers. His eyes fluttered, fighting to stay open, a deep groan of approval leaving him.
"I didn't know my sweet girl could be so dirty."
Reaching between you he slid his trousers down enough to expose his hard cock. Running the sensitive tip between your soaked folds. As he lined himself up with your entrance, he inched into you at an agonizingly slow pace. Your leg wrapping around his waist pulling his hips flush with yours. His brow furrowed, his jaw hanging slack, gripping your hips tightly. He leaned down interlocking his lips with yours.
His hips begun rocking into you at a harsh pace, causing you to moan into his mouth. You could feel the table scooting back and forth with how rapidly he was pushing into you. Every thrust quickly retightening the knot in your lower stomach. Fred rested his arms on either side of your head, encapsulating you with himself.
Your back arching off the table, your hands gripping onto his shirt. You were doing everything to hold yourself back from cumming for the second time.
"Come on baby, I can feel you clamping down on my cock. You're going to cum again for me aren't you?"
You shook your head no, "I need you to cum with me Freddie, please."
"Oh, I am going to fill you up baby. Going to leave you a sticky fucking mess, so that when we go back to everyone, I will be dripping down your perfect thighs."
Your eyes rolled back, releasing a loud moan, continuing to hold back your orgasm.
"You like that don't you dirty girl? The idea of walking around with my cum covering your sweet pussy, no one else being the wiser."
You nodded up at him, biting your bottom lip. You had yet to see this side of him, usually so gentle with you. His hand wrapped around your throat giving it a soft squeeze.
"My dirty girl." He smirked." Now, I believe I told you to stop being so fucking greedy, give it to me."
His hips pushing into you more roughly, you could no longer hold back. Your next orgasm pushing through you with an intensity you could not have anticipated.
"Oh, that's a good girl, that's a good fucking girl." Freds words paced in between the thrusts of his hips. Your walls tightening down on him, pulling his orgasm from him. Pumping you full of his hot cum, he rested his forehead on yours. His hips came to a shuddered stop, allowing you both a moment to collect yourself before pulling out of you. Looking down between your legs, his fingers collecting the mixture of your releases that had pooled out of you. Pushing it back inside of you, a hiss of over stimulation leaving your lips.
"Can't have any of this going to waste my dear."
Fred assisted you with pulling your pants back up your legs, guiding you off the table. Your legs still feeling weak, causing your knees to buckle. His large hands catching you, helping you find your footing.
"Careful now baby, are you okay?"
You blushed, nodding "Yeah, I am ok, just need to tell my legs to start working again."
"Don't worry, I've got you."