Her Gift

Taste test.

The car ride home is filled with sexual tension and promise, it seems to always be this way when either of us mention sex in a public place, only to then have to wait until we get home.

Hayden's hand lands on my thigh and I realise I've been tapping my foot incessantly.

"Sorry." I whisper.

His hand stays on my leg and I bite my lip when he rubs his thumb gently over my knee, keeping his concentration on the road.

We stay strong all throughout the ride up to our apartment and even while I figure out the right key to unlock the door.

Hayden takes the keys off me when after the third attempt we're still outside the hallway, and easily chooses the right one. Opening the door, he lets me pass through first.

"We need to mark this one so you know which is right." He says, throwing the keys on the table and shutting the door.

He looks back at me when I don't answer him, and I use this to push his body against the door and lift on my tiptoes to press my lips hard against his. It doesn't take him long to respond and within seconds our position has been reversed.

I'm against the door and he's quick to grab the back of my legs and raise me, I wrap my legs around him and moan softly into his kiss.

His mouth descends onto my shoulder, nipping and licking his way into the crook of my neck and I let a whimper of need escape.

Running my fingers through his hair, I tug lightly, heating up when he groans into my neck, his chest rumbling deliciously against mine.

"Take me to bed Hayden."

"As you wish." He whispers seductively into my ear. I hold on tight while he makes his way to our room and places me delicately on the bed, covering me with his body. I pull him closer so he's pressed tightly against me.

"I love you so much." I breathe and he raises onto his elbows to look me deep in the eyes.

"I love you too." His mouth meets mine in a feverish battle of dominance, and I relent quickly, succumbing to his pleasurable torture.

He makes easy work of my jeans and shoes, I lift my body up to help, and stay in this position so he can return to drag my underwear down. On his journey back up he licks and pecks his way in between my thighs and my legs shake with anticipation.

He rest my legs over his shoulders and I moan loudly with the first lick. He stops suddenly and I look down at his dark head of hair.

"What's wrong?" I gasp, stroking my fingers through his hair, he looks up at me, eyes dark with desire.

"I knew you'd taste better." He says before delving into me again.

"Fuck." I curse, body hot and heart pumping rapidly.

I press my legs against his head and grab his hair, I didn't know if it was to pull him away and push him closer.

"Too quick, too much." I mumble incoherently but he pays no attention and continues.

"Hayden." I choke, before coming undone. My eyes shut tight and I tremble beneath him.

He doesn't rest, and his mouth stays on me, lapping away. This time I try to pull him away, but without looking he grabs my hands and cuffs them together with one of his.

"It's too much." I cry, feeling myself heat up again. He ignores me once more and I scream and moan for a second time, dropping to the mattress and panting out of breath.

His mouth is locked on me still, drinking the nectar that spills so easily for him.

"Please," I beg "no more." I continue to twitch with every lick, and finally he lifts his head from me. Lips glistening and grinning proudly at me.

"Did that disgust you? Did that bore you?" He chuckles gruffly, crawling up me and nuzzling his nose into my neck.

"Nothing about you disgusts or bores me." I puff out breathlessly. "Remind me never to tease you again."

"You taste amazing." He tells me. "Better than pizza and ice cream."

I warm up at his words and try to hide myself from him. He grabs my hands before I can pull them over my face.

"Why are you embarrassed by that?" He asks curiously, looking at me innocently, even after what he'd just done.

"Because it embarrassing." I say.

"You humans and your hang ups," he laughs and I wriggle out of his hold.

"Can we talk about something else?" I plead and he chuckles low again.

He lifts off the bed and starts to strip, I watch him shamelessly and hone in on his arousal.

"Are you too sensitive for me to make love to you tonight?" He asks, climbing over me again.

I shake my head, and open my legs further for him to settle against me. He removes my top and bra and I push my naked chest to press into his, looping my arms around his back to pull him closer.

We groan together when he finally enters me and I whisper how much I love him.