Revival (Johanna's story with Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 35

35.
We walk through from the garage and I abandon any self control almost immediately. I turn back to him behind me, and his arms are open and around me quickly. Our mouths meet and his kiss is all consuming. There is literally nothing else that could find its way into my mind when his hands are on me and his tongue is in my mouth.

"I want you so much" I murmur breathlessly, hooking my fingers into his front pockets and pulling him to follow me as I back away down the hall, not wanting our lips to part. He suddenly scoops in under my thighs and lifts me into his arms, carrying me down to the bedroom. I wrap my arms around his neck and he moves swiftly and easily, maintaining pressure into the kiss. I kick my shoes off after we have come through the bedroom door, and he lays me out onto the bed and then lies down beside me, levering each of his shoes off with the other foot, without undoing the laces.

His hands come up to my shirt buttons quickly, and he deftly flicks his way down the line and then pulls it open. I sit up a little and remove my arms from the sleeves as he slides it over my shoulders. His eyes stay on my chest unashamedly for a minute and then lift again to mine. They look almost electric blue, like you could dive right into them, and they are full of desire. I grab his shirt while he's still sitting up and slide it up his torso. He shifts his weight and then raises his arms so I can pull it off over his head.

The minute it's off I want control. I push him back down to the bed on his back and sit astride him. His hands come up to my breasts in a black lacy bra and he cups them and slips his thumbs in under the lace at the top. I let him touch me for a time, and then slide away down his thighs. I unfasten the button at the top of his jeans and then slide the zip down. I can already see how much he wants me. He lifts his hips off and I pull his jeans down firmly. I end up shifting off him so he can help me wriggle them down his knees and then kick them off.

I press him back down to the bed as soon as he's done, and then take hold of the waistband of his boxers. His eyes flick to me and he swallows, his Adam's apple rising briefly in his throat. He still looks a little bit nervous at times - filled with lust, but not entirely sure where to take it. He lifts his hips again and I slip the boxers right down and throw them to the floor.

I quickly move over him and bring my lips down onto his chest, kissing one side and then the other. I kiss my way slowly down his stomach and he wriggles a bit and shifts my hair that must be tickling him. I drop below his navel and hear him suck in a breath, as my hand also comes up between his thighs. I take him into my mouth and grasp my hand around the base of his shaft at the same time. As I slowly start to work my mouth and hand in unison, I hear him sucking in more breaths and groaning.

"Oh god, that's so good" he breaths.

His hips slowly start to thrust with me and he's pushing himself into my mouth each time, but with considerable restraint to not fill me.

He groans some more, and then speaks quickly and huskily, "Stop ...stop."

I pull away and he's breathing deeply. He reaches down to my shoulders and guides me to come up. I slide up and lay beside him as he turns to me. "I can't handle anymore." He pauses for a breath. "I don't wanna come in your mouth. I wanna be inside you again."

I smile to him and sit up to open the drawer of the bedside table. I've put condoms in there since the grocery shopping earlier in the week, and I grab one and pass it to him. I'm still wearing my jeans with the bra. As I shut the drawer again, he's pulling me back to him on the bed and then unbuttoning and zipping down my jeans. I lift my hips for him this time and he grabs my jeans and knickers in one and pulls them both down and then off, with some help from me wriggling.

I start to sit up and reach back for my bra, but he whispers quickly, "No. Can you leave it on? - I like it." I start to smile a little to him again, but he kisses me softly on the lips and then climbs onto me, putting his knees into the gap between my legs, that I have parted for him. He kneels up to rip the condom packet open and then roll it on without any shyness this time. I watch him and when he's done he looks up and meets my gaze, and then stretches forward along me.

I shift slightly to bring us into alignment, as he steadies himself on his elbows and kisses me again. My hands reach low on his back and I feel him contract the muscles in his buttocks as he gently thrusts forward to enter me. He slips his way in further with each thrust and drops low on his elbows, his face turned away from me and in my hair.

His whole body feels taut as he gets into a slow rhythm. I can feel the skin on his back starting to moisten already with beads of sweat coming to the surface. He lifts his shoulders further from his hands, raising higher on his elbows. I lift my head from the pillow and follow him, pressing my mouth to his hungrily. I nibble and suck at his bottom lip, until he tightens it in again. He starts to push his tongue into me with each thrust - driving himself deeper at the hips, while also filling my mouth. His desire and growing urgency is the sexiest thing of all.

He breaks away from the kiss and pants a few breaths, and then pushes up higher onto his hands. His back is really arched as he keeps thrusting himself inside me. "Are you okay?" he quickly checks, perhaps worried the angle might be painful.

"Yep" I breath emphatically. It's actually taking me closer than before. I don't want to have my eyes shut, because it's so damn arousing seeing the look on his face. His cheeks are flushed red and I know he won't last much longer. I can feel the tingling in me building and my inner thighs starting to quiver. I grasp each side of his hips and guide him into me, taking me over the edge. I point my toes and groan several times as the orgasm hits, and soon Luke is groaning too and thrusting even firmer. He eventually slows and pushes into me one last time, before dropping low on his forearms again.

His back is really moist and his breathing in pants. He slips out of me and then drops over to his back beside me. I sigh with gratification.

"Fuck - that was amazing" he breathes.

"Mmm" I concur.

"Sorry - sex seems to make me swear."

"Quite alright" I chuckle and then roll over onto my stomach, holding myself up on my elbows and looking at him. His cheeks are still flushed and his eyes glossy. "Man you wouldn't be able to hide that you just had sex."

He looks a bit puzzled, "Huh."

"Your cheeks get all red and you just look ...freshly fucked."

He smirks and lifts up onto his elbow. "You are a potty-mouth, ...and you don't look so innocent yourself," and he leaps across me and tickles down my ribs. I squirm and giggle.

"Ah - I'd forgotten about you being ticklish" he purrs.

We wrestle playfully for a bit and I manage to wriggle back onto my back underneath him. He takes both of my hands and holds them down above my head, leaning lightly on them, but managing to pin me down helplessly. I stop struggling and kiss him instead, and he releases me quickly, and then shifts to lie beside me again.

"Are you hungry?" I know it's a silly question, so I continue, "Do you want me to make some dinner?"

"Yeah - that sounds good."