Simple Passion *•Waterloo Road•*

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Esmè straddled Max in bed as He leant in and kissed her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck as the kiss got more heated. His tongue slipped into her mouth as she moaned.

His fingers pressed into her hips as he pulled her closer. Esmè knew how she and Max had been out only to end up in bed together.
   
His hand pulled at her thigh gently, silently asking her to uncross her legs. She did, turning her gaze to him. Her blue eyes met his blue ones as he lead her over to the bed.  
            
He started to stroke closer and closer to her center, and she could feel an ache begin to build between her thighs.

She looked to him and saw the smirk on his face her chest rising and falling with her heavy breaths. She trapped his shirt. Pulling him close trying to get his attention.

Max smirked.  "I don't want you to push you," he whispered against her ear, his hot breath against her lobe sending another shiver down her body as his fingers feathered the delicate skin of her groin.
  
"Don't tease me Max," she said, gasping when a moment later, his digits stroked over her. She knew that she needed him. "I need you. I need your touch. I always need you."

He smirked, turning his eyes down her body. Enjoying the view of her, his index finger slowly circled her.

She could feel her skin becoming hotter as she fought to stay quiet. She bite down in her lip trying to stay quiet. 

Her eyelids fell to her as her hands held his in place and her hips gently rocked against his ministrations.

Her mouth fell open as he slid down the seam of her wetness, pressing against her entrance and sliding in as deep as he could from his position in front of Esmè.

Letting out a soft, shaky breath, she ground against his hand and let her eyes drift shut.

Max looked at Esmè, the smirk growing a little when he saw how aroused she was. How he was making her, and he moved faster, making sure he was stimulating her clit as well.

He could feel more juices flowing from her and he licked his lips as his fingers moved more deliberately, crooking upward to massage her spot.

Esmè moaned feeling her insides coil as sweet release came closer and closer. Her body shuddered as she came around his fingers, milking them and drawing them deeper inside her.

He stroked her all the way through her orgasm, slowing down when she started to float back down to earth before he pulled his hand away. She lay there almost lying on his lap and moaned. 

"I'm not finished with you yet. I want to taste you," he said as she moaned. She looked as he pushed up.

Her back was on the bed. He sunk down between her legs and pulled off the panties that she was wearing.

Settling between her thighs, he looked up at her as his tongue came out.

Flattening it, he dragged it from her opening to her before his lips closed around it, sucking softly. He couldn't help the moan that escaped him as he watched her face of rapture.

He had never seen her look so beautiful as she did right then and he couldn't help but reach up with one hand to massage her breast as his mouth devoured her like a man starved.

Esmè grabbed at his hair pushing him closer to her. "Oh God,"  She moaned as her hand reached down to thread your fingers in his hair. Arching her back to push herself closer to him

Esmè closed her eyes and felt herself smile as he moaned against her center. When she felt him press a single digit into her opening.

She rolled her back and moaned. She knew that she wasn't going to last long here in front of him.