Love In a Maze

Bread and Music II

He loved the way she screamed his name, the sudden raspiness catching each letter as it was called out. Kid was certain the neighboring businesses, had become very familiar with its sound as it would slip through the cracks in the mortar of the ancient brick that separated the spaces. Bringing her through her orgasm, the goosebumps that once flecked her frigid skin was now replaced with a thin layer of sweat. She was warming up but he wasn't through, not yet. Athina's legs begin to lose their grasp from his body as she leaned on the bookshelf behind her, still trying to steady her breathing.

"Rookie." He purred, eyebrows arching, his mouth opened in a teasing smile as he ran his tongue over his bottom teeth. She tried to regain some control, but her legs still slackened around his waist. Taking her in his arms he laid her on the floor, his coat splayed around them. Unlike before, his thrusts this time were slow, even. Drawing out almost every inch before he would plunge his length back inside.

Winding his hands inside the arms of the coat he grasped hers. Athina's fingers were dangerous, and he wanted to last. The way she touched him drove him crazy. The tenderness in each caress that fell over his skin, it was as if she were studying every curve. All her other lovers had been content with what she gave. Never pushing her body for more, and he found out very quickly she always had more. They were lazy, he wanted everything, each piece of her he could have. Wanting to etch his name in her walls, letting every lover that came after, know that he was there first.

"You're gonna make me..." She whined barely able to form her words. Her voice high and uneven as her breath would catch quickly, trying desperately to find some control, but she couldn't

"Yes." He replied roughly a with swift grunt following after.

"But your," A moan interrupted her speech, as he thrust further into her. "coat."

"Fuck, the coat." He grunted. She had always loved his mouth for many different reasons. But the way that particular four letter word left his lips often in a guttural growl immediately brought a tightness to her stomach and a slickness between her legs. It didn't matter if it was said in anger or passion, the reaction still the same.

Feeling her release, the once tightness she held faltered, and a small puddle of warm liquid soaked into the lining of the coat beneath them. She whimpered, her fingers clutched firmly in his, chest rising and falling rapidly against him. He was done, he had reached his breaking point. With a grunt, he gave one last aggressive thrust, her hips lifting from the ground. He wanted to find himself as far as he could inside her. With the pull of their limbs, the sleeves of his coat finally gave way, threads separating as his pelvis bucked rapidly. Swallowing his moan as it tried to escape him. The loud sound reverberated against the back of his throat making him seem wild and animalistic as he filled her.

Moist hair brushed softly against her shoulders as his tongue slowly lapped up the sweat that pooled in the hollow of her collarbone. He marveled in the red glow he created that now took over of her body.

Breathing deeply trying desperately to steady her racing heart, small puffs of smoke left her lips as her heated breath hit the cold air of the bookstore.

He could still feel the slightest spasms as she surrounded him, he wanted to take in every subtlety. "You warm enough, yet?" He asked eyes lidded heavily knowing very well she couldn't yet form her words.

"Uhhh uhhh." She feebly smiled through a mass of loosened curls, barely able to even nod her head no, before she consumed his lips.

They spent the rest of the day reshelving all the books that had been shaken free of their cases, listening to Donny Hathaway, and desperately trying to keep each other warm. Once again so busy they never found the time to open the doors to her store.