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Remember Part 20 Back at the condo, David made a quick phone call to the guys as I retreated to the bathroom to pin my hair up and wash my face. I stripped down to nothing, examining the light bruises that were beginning to show on my hips where he had dug his fingers into me. I also noticed an obvious bitemark on my shoulder and sighed. I wasn't too sure how I'd hide all this from Scott. Shaking away the thoughts and putting on my new robe, I observed myself in the mirror. He was right; the green did look better on me. He was waiting when I stepped into the bedroom, now lit by a solitary candle. I turned around to let him admire the silky gown. He smiled appreciatively, beckoning me to him with an outstretched hand. I stepped close to him, wrapping my arms around his waist, and tilted my chin, inviting his kiss. As his lips caressed mine, he reached up and unclipped my hair, running his fingers through it as it spilled over his hands. Parting from me, he began to speak, but I silenced him with a finger on his lips. "No talking...no thinking...Tonight, I just want us to be." I replaced my finger with my lips, my tongue exploring his mouth as my hand traced lightly over his jaw, then down his throat, playing with the collar of his t-shirt. He backed away to attempt to pull it off, but I halted him. "Please, let me. Undressing you was always my favorite part." He smiled and let go of his shirt, allowing me to pull it the rest of the way off. I raked my fingernails lightly over his chest and stomach, enjoying his reaction as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Seizing the opportunity, I trailed my tongue over his throat, up to his ear, nibbling on it. He pulled my hips against his, and I could feel him straining against his jeans, longing for me to free him. Still kissing him, I ran my nails down till I reached the band of his jeans. I slid my thumbs inside the waistband from back to front, before unbuttoning it slowly. Once undone, I reached inside to caress him through his underwear; he was nearly hot enough to burn through the material. I stepped back, and slowly pushed his jeans and underwear down his legs, leaning in for a lick or a nip on his thighs as I made my way down. Thankfully, he had already taken off his boots, and I helped him step out of his final piece of clothing. I slid my hands up his legs as I stood, brushing against his cock, and followed up until I was again raking his chest and teasing his nipples harder. Inviting him to follow me, I led him to the chair by the window and sat him down. I straddled his lap, facing him, with one knee on either side of his hips. I didn't allow him to enter me yet, instead sat on his thighs as he untied the robe and slid his hands inside. I murmured softly as he caressed me and returned to touching him as well. He ducked his head down, catching one nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking it momentarily before moving to the other. Using his fingers, he continued to tease the first nipple, still coated with saliva, making me feel as if I had two mouths on me at once. I leaned my head back in ecstasy and slowly ground my hips against him. He stroked his fingers over me, everywhere he could reach, touching, caressing. He knew my body so well, as I did his. Although my hands trembled from the sensations he was creating, I still let them roam over his arms, his shoulders, his back as he leaned forward, continuing to suck on my breasts. I couldn't wait any longer; I felt him all around me, but needed him inside me. I gently broke his contact with my breast, lifting his head so I could watch his expression as I took him in. His eyes were dark with desire, burning into me with passion. My arms draped around his shoulders and his hands at my waist, our stares were locked on one another as I raised and lowered my hips. I could see the muscles in his jaw twitch with each stroke into me, trying as hard as I was to control this, to make it last. I touched his face, smoothing my fingers over the twitch, then pressed my lips against his, closing my eyes. I felt him sigh as he parted his lips and his tongue snaked over mine. The kiss became more intense, as with each stroke into me from below, he probed his tongue into my mouth, doubling the penetration. I finally pulled away with a gasp, the powerful sensations far too much for me to endure as I felt myself nearing the edge. He was lifting his hips to meet me, thrusting deeper each time. Words threatened to tumble from my mouth that I knew I shouldn't say, and I bit my lip to hold them back. No longer able to hold his gaze, I buried my face against his neck, breathing, chanting his name over and over as the wave crashed upon me. I shuddered in the throes of my orgasm, hearing him groan and begging me to go on. I tried as I could, but my body would not cooperate, wanting to simply melt away instead. Holding me tightly, he pitched forward, laying me on the floor in front of the chair. "I'm sorry, baby, I just can't stop." I could only nod my head to give him permission take control...take me however he wanted. He pulled my legs up to rest on his shoulders, holding onto my ankles as he pounded into me. He was bringing me to heights again, swiftly, and I felt every muscle tightening as I longed to feel his release. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly and I watched as his face contorted into an almost painful expression. Bucking against me with a final deep stroke, he came, his hot juices filling me as my body quivered again in a second climax. We stayed in the position for a few moments, catching our breaths, not wanting to pull apart. He let my legs down and pulled out of me slowly as he laid over me, the sweat of his body covering me as he brought his lips down onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tightly and sealing our union with a passionate kiss. He helped me up, and I followed him to the bed, discarding my robe at the side. I wanted to feel my body pressed against his one more night. Disturbed Fanfic Page Copyright TMS2004-6 Remember - Part 21   page created with Webpage Designer (NS)