Short Erotic Stories

Part Four

The front door shuts and my chest warms immediately. Kyle's home. "Hey," I call out to him from the kitchen.

"Hey," he answers once he sees me. A smile claims my face when he walks around the island to meet me. His hand reaches up and cups my face before he plants a swift kiss on my lips. His other hand rests on my waist and I wrap both of my arms around his body so he's pressed against me. I lean over and peck his lips again, making him smile back at me. "Someone's a little excited that I'm home," his smile presses into one side of his face as he looks down at me. I reach behind my body and tug at the tie of my apron and let it pool at the floor leaving me in only my bra and underwear.

Turning away from him, I look up to the ceiling mischievously and reply, "Maybe." I lay my hands on the countertop and lift myself up so that I'm sitting on it. I slip my panties off and unhook my bra. I toss my bra at him before the corner of my mouth tugs up. He catches it just before it hits him in his face and drops it to the floor.

Kyle laughs slightly and closes the short distance between us, positioning himself between my dangling legs. I wrap my legs around his waist and drape my arms around his shoulders because I want as little space between us as physically possible. Kyle sets his hands on the counter on each side of my hips and smashes his lips to mine, kissing me ravenously. I moan softly at his urgency and my limbs grip him tighter before I let one of my arms slip down to his chest so I can feel his racing heartbeat. His fingers press against my belly button, feeling around for the dip that leads to my legs. I try to let out a moan but it remains muffled by his lips. Slipping his hand between my thighs, he starts to circle my clit, spreading my juices around.
I can't help but pull away from our kiss and gasp, "Oh!" I squeeze my eyes shut and rest my head on the cupboard behind me. He doesn't let my parted lips get far before devouring them again. I groan into his mouth at the intimacy, keeping my hand placed on his chest so he doesn't crush me against the cupboards. He's just trying to overwhelm me, I swear. A high pitched moan leaves my mouth when his fingers travel further. Biting my lip, he presses his middle finger into me making me push my chest into his. I moan urgently as he curls his finger inside of me but he doesn't let any of my sounds get past his lips. The hand I have around his shoulder glides up into his hair and tugs at it harshly.

"Fuck," Kyle mutters when I grip his roots harder than usual. I bite his bottom lip, making him groan and pump his hand in me a bit rougher, adding a second finger. My head falls back and I close my eyes, just letting the sensations pulsate through my legs and up my back and to my hardening nipples. I feel his tongue glaze the length of my neck and I squirm around before him. It doesn't take him long before he reaches the middle of my breasts. He takes his time to suck and kiss the freckle that's placed there.

"Huh-ah," I moan desperately to him and clench a fistful of his hair. "I want you in me." My voice slightly bounces off the walls around us before he hooks his thumbs into his pants and jerks them down until they hit the floor. I steady myself with my palms resting on the counter as he grips my hips and jerks them to the edge. I swallow my anticipation and watch him work but his eyes don't meet mine. His hand dives to my wet area and smothers it with his fingers before rubbing my wetness onto his erection. I bite the inside of my lip and briefly close my eyes. He touches his tip to my entrance and I wriggle at the contact before he leans forward and bites my lip softly.

"I'm really happy I'm home, too," he whispers to me like it's a huge secret and so achingly slowly presses himself into me. I gasp and take in a sharp breath but Kyle just forces me silent with his lips and tongue. His breath catches in his throat when my insides clench him at the feeling of being stretched. I let out a breath onto his lips the second he pulls away to catch his own. He rests a hand on my torso and keeps his thumb on my ribs, rubbing it back and forth over my heated skin. I catch a glimpse of him watching me writhe before my eyes close.

He pulls out of me leisurely only to push back in at the same pace. I groan loudly but my pants aren't complaining. I slide my hand over his arm and hold onto him just to feel his skin. He kisses me again and I huff at all the action. Kyle bites down on my lip and pulls at it slowly at the same time he pulls out of me. Only when he slips back into me does his tongue slip back into my mouth. He starts this routine just to torture me. My muscles tighten around him quickly when he speeds up the pace a little more. He only picks up the pace enough for it to make me sweat from the pleasure he's giving me. "Kyle, please," I breathe out to him when his lips leave mine for a split second. He study's my face for a moment before devouring my lips with his. This kiss isn't like the others; its desperate, needy even. He groans into my mouth just as he jerks into me harder than before. "Uh!" I moan. The sudden hard movement sends a jolt up my spine, driving my body closer to his. "Keep going," I urge him. He listens and thrusts into me harshly. I all but scream into his neck as my body starts to curl into his chest. His cheek presses into mine, his lips brushing against my neck every time he pushes into me. My feet start to chill and tingle as the blood rushes to my core. I dig my nails into his arms and stutter out, "I'm gonna cum."

"Do it baby, I got you," he promises me quietly. My noises instantly become louder and more desperate, my every breath fanning his neck. When my release washes over me, I bite down on the curve between his neck and shoulder. Kyle groans deep in his chest when he pushes his hips into mine one last time. Breathing hard into each others shoulders. Turning around to face the stove and catch a breath, he questions, "What are you making?"

My eyes widen when I realize everything is burning, "Shit."