Atelophobia (Billy Costigan x Madolyn Madden)

Five

He kissed her, barely at first.

Within seconds, his body was pressed to hers on the counter rocking himself against her hips.

Her mouth opened, and kissed him back. They were sweet, deep, wet kisses, the kind where you hear skin smacking together and lips sucking at each other.

Billy's lips felt soft against hers, like velvet. His tongue skimmed her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She opened her mouth and let him in. His tongue was against hers, wet, rough, dominating her. He held her face in his hands, cradling her cheeks as his tongue worked at her mouth. They were kissing each other, breathless. She grabbed his hips, pulling him towards her again. This is what she had been craving.

He started to unbutton her shirt before picking her up and making way to the bedroom. He figured if he didn't move her he'd just ravage her body in her kitchen. She stood up at the side of her bed, still kissing him. He pulled away to remove his coat, before pressing his forehead to hers and attacking her lips again. She could feel him on her leg, hard, straining against his pants. She felt heat rise to her face.

Her pants were slid down below her hips, and he grabbed the bottom while she moved away, back onto the bed, removing them completely. She bit her thumb nail as she watched him remove his shirt, feeling her own body ready itself for his entrance. He hovered over her before she kissed him again, and then pulled him into a laying position, never once breaking contact from his sweet lips.

He was on top of her now, using his arm to steady him, he held his position of vertical dominance. Her body was almost completely covered by his large, muscled frame. Her arms were around his neck, holding him close. Neither of them wanted the moment to end. The only noise was the rain softly patting the windows and their lips crashing together, sweetly marinating each other in pure passion.

She moved over, pulling him beside her. Their legs were intertwined with each others'. She was sure the knee of his pants would be soaked if he didn't move it soon. He held the back of her head as his lips caressed hers, massaging the base of her hairline. Her hands were on his neck, feeling him, warm on her fingertips. Her other hand was around him, holding him close to her as if she were afraid she would lose him. His other hand wandered down to her ass, squeezing it gently. If his pants weren't wet before, they were now.

He let go of her lips, and kissed down her chest, in the valley of her breasts, and down her belly before he got to her lace underwear. He moved his hand down as he went, before placing it in between her legs and then over her right thigh.

He placed his fingers over the fabric of her underwear, feeling the wetness he'd caused. Her breath hitched in her throat when he moved underneath them, feeling her, before sliding two fingers inside. He held her shoulders and cradled her against his chest, looking deep into her eyes while he dipped his fingers in and out of her. She closed her eyes and let out soft moans when he found her sensitive g-spot, pressing at it each time he went in. His thumb massaged her clit and she began to tremble.

She pulled away from him with any and all strength she had left, and tore at his pants. He removed them and sat on the bed. She sat on top of him and kissed him, then palmed his hardened member over his boxers. He groaned when she reached inside and held him with her bare hands. He was big, and she knew she'd need two hands to satisfy him.

She put her other hand inside, and started to rub up and down, making his head fall back. She stopped and grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them off. He laid there before her, completely naked, and she blushed at his beauty. Moving from his lap to between his legs, she grabbed him again before bringing her head down to kiss his tip.

He moaned loudly when she took him fully into her mouth, rubbing and sucking as she bobbed her head. She knew she had done a good job when he twitched inside of her mouth and released in the back of her throat. He whimpered when she continued to suck.

When she was done, he pulled her arms around his neck and brought her up to sit in his lap and kissed her deeply and sweetly. She reached around behind her and unclasped her bra.

He took her breasts into his hands, holding them with a warm touch. He squeezed lightly, earning a whimper from her. She closed her eyes as he brought his face to them, kissing the hot, tender flesh before taking her nipple into his mouth all the way, gently sucking with his warm, soft lips. He was at it for a while, before switching to the other one. He sucked slowly, not wanting to rush the passion they had between them.

He massaged her back as he worked at her nipples, placing his thumbs in between her shoulders and rubbing, making her crave him even more. He eventually pulled away and kissed her again, before picking her up and placing her down in front of him, climbing between her legs.

He pulled her underwear off slowly, and then sat up and marveled her beauty. She laid before him, comfortably exposed. He went between her legs, putting her knees on either side of his shoulders, staring at her beautiful body.

He kissed her knee, slowly making his way up to her center, which begged for him. He slid his tongue between the folds, sweetly caressing them with his mouth. He kissed her there, making her whimper for him. He held her legs firmly in place, keeping her body to him before he found her clit and sucked, gently at first, until he was at it so wildly she jerked uncontrollably with every movement of his mouth.

He put two fingers inside her while he sucked, curling them and hitting her g-spot with every motion. He locked eyes with her, taking in her sincere looks of passion and desire for him. She came for him, moaning and whimpering. He'd made her so tender that she shook at any contact with him. But she trusted him with her body and felt safe with him.

He leaned up and kissed her again before positioning himself.