Soft as a Petal
Characters: Lindsey, Lily
Word Count: 873
Rating: NC17 [sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: Lindsey wakes up next to Lily on a rare day off in late 1977
Her skin was as soft as a lily’s petal, so much so that he worried his calloused hands would mark her flesh. He hesitated to caress her as the morning light peeked through the hotel curtains. The single golden ray seemed to be drawn perfectly down her side, highlighting every rounded curve of her body. Despite his worry, Lindsey reached towards his sleeping girlfriend and traced a single finger down the golden highlight. She smiled and murmured, rolling towards him. The morning highlight now traced down her spine, teasing him with the curve of her ass. He groaned softly and let his fingers traced the highlight again.
“Mmmmm, good morning, handsome,” she mumbled softly as his hand settled on her ass.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he replied, leaning over to kiss her gently. “Sorry to wake you. I couldn’t resist.”
Lily carefully rolled onto her back, causing his resting hand to slid over her hips and rest on her pubic bone, “I don’t need to sleep all day, even if it’s one of our few days off.”
Lindsey kissed
her again, “What would be a better use of our time?”
“Well,” her
hand slipped under the sheet that seemed to only cover him, “I think you
already have an idea.”
“Perhaps,”
he responded, lips against hers.
He groaned
softly as her soft fingers circled his cock. With his forehead pressed to hers,
Lindsey enjoyed the waves of pleasure filling his body with each stroke of his
woman’s masterful hand. His hips twitched as her fingertips paused at his tip,
gently rubbing a circle around his crown.
But then she
released him fully, pulling slightly away.
His blue
eyes met hers, instantly recognizing her teasing gaze. Before she had a chance
to scramble out of the bed, he flung back the sheet and straddled her. Lily
giggled huskily and pretended she was trying to escape. Her fists on his chest quickly moved to his
shoulders and she completely surrendered. Their mouths met in passion as her
arms wrapped around him. His guitar-worn hands cupped and squeezed her breasts.
He pressed his erection against her pubic mound, feeling it give slightly to
him.
Lindsey did not part her legs and plunge deeply into her. Instead, he slightly widened his straddle, allowing Lily some movement. His hands captured hers, pinning them over her head. Their eyes meeting, he smirked and kissed her possessively, pressing his body against hers.
Finding her
entrance difficult to thrust into in that position, one hand remained holding hers, the other hand circled
his cock. With a quick push, Lindsey guided himself deep into her, making her
moan. He kissed her again and pushed in deeper, until they became completely
one.
Eyes on
hers, Lindsey did not move. Instead, he remained buried in her tight body,
searching her soul. Lily did not try to free her hands from his, nor did she
shift her weight. She maintained his intense gaze, a slight, playful smile
curving her lips. As he dipped down for another kiss, she squeezed her muscles
around him.
Lindsey
moaned, “Oh, Lil.”
“Lindsey,”
she muttered.
He needed no
further encouragement and his body began to move. Within a few short strokes,
he released her hands and guided her legs around his waist. His hands slipped
under her hips, squeezing her ass cheeks and pressing her even closer to him.
In that moment, that early morning, Lindsey felt the need to be completely
consumed by her, to be completely united.
“Lily,” he breathed, their bodies squishing together. “Lily…”
Her hands surrounded his face, pulling him into a deep kiss, “Yesssss, Lindsey. Yessss.”
Without pause, he rolled onto his back and she sat up. His rough hands cupped her large breasts, pinching her nipples as she began to rock on top of him. A deep moan left her lips and her hands covered his. Lindsey pinched her hard nipples once more before slipping his hands down her sides to grasp her hips. His grip tightened, making her movements stop.
Knowing her body was on the brink, Lindsey thrust up into her. Lily’s hands left her breasts, reaching back to grip his thighs. Her fingers tightened as his thrusts quickened. Soft, breathy moans left her mouth as she tossed her head back in pleasure.
“Oh god, Lindsey. Fuck, I’m almost…”
He quickly rolled them again, guiding her legs to his shoulders. Eyes locked, he thrust hard into her body, feeling her spasms begin to grip his cock. He pushed as deeply into her as possible as his own body seized up in ecstasy. Her fingers wildly grabbed for him, pulling him close as their bodies shuddered. His lips touched her glistening shoulder as their bodies began to relax, still locked together.
He shifted his weight slightly, so as to not completely lay on top of her, but still remained inside of her, letting his body naturally relax, “Lil…”
She kissed his forehead, “Is this what you were thinking of doing all day?”
Lindsey smirked, his cock twitching still inside her, “Now that you mention it…”
Lily groaned, “You’ll be the death of me, Mr. Buckingham.”
He kissed her and began to move again, “Tell me to stop…”
“Never,” she breathed. “Never stop loving me.”
In : Random
Tags: 1977
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