Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 25

He held her leg higher and pressed his face between her thighs. She gasped quickly and her breath caught in her throat. He was licking her so deep and pushing up against her so hard, she had to stand on the tiptoes of her remaining foot.

Her eyes fluttered open briefly. She saw the outline of the window next to them, the full moon hanging in the sky behind a dead tree, its branches black and bare. The snow of the front yard glowed. Through the ecstasy of his tongue, she heard music floating in on some unseen breeze beyond the glass.

She suddenly felt his other arm scoop up her other leg, and she was completely on his shoulders. Her hand in his hair grabbed his head and pushed him deeper between her legs, both for desire and balance. They looked like one body, shrouded in the shadows of the corner.

The moonlight barely grazed her face as she turned upwards toward the ceiling, small, ragged gasps escaping her lips. Chris looked up her body, at her perky breasts beneath her sweater. He could see her diaphragm spasm with each breath. His tongue moved down from her clit and dove into the moist folds of her cunt.

Laura nearly yelped but caught herself. Instead her eyes squinted shut tighter and she bit down on her lip. She could feel it building inside her, a tornado spinning her insides upside down.

Her thighs wrapped tight around his head and Chris felt her body go rigid. Her shoulders pressed against the wall, her hips pressed down onto his mouth, and he tasted her juices as they flowed. He lapped them up, his tongue driving deeper and fluttering inside her quivering walls.

A quiet but high-pitched squeal eeked out of her and crescendo'ed into a deep purr that he felt through her entire body. Her legs quivered against his shoulders.

Chris heard the basement door open. Suddenly Laura gasped and tensed again, and he leapt up from his knees and covered her mouth with his hand. She bit into his palm unexpectedly and winced. Her eyes were still screwed shut and she was trembling. She was being hit by another orgasm.

As she shook against him, Chris listened as footsteps came into the kitchen and stopped. "Fuckin' A." It was Simon. Chris heard him walk over to the microwave and open it. That was when he smelled it.

They'd burned another bag of popcorn.

Simon's footsteps went back down the hallway toward the back door. He heard it open and the footsteps move outside.

Chris breathed a momentary sigh of relief and looked at Laura. She'd stopped biting him and now just breathed heavily over his hand, her eyes still closed. He gently brought his other hand between her legs and her eyes opened, looking right into his.

He smiled and took the hand at her mouth away. "Sorry."

She shook her head, still in a daze. "Don't be." She was so drained she was barely above a whisper. He quietly helped her step back into her jeans and underwear and pulled them up. She made a face. "Squishy," she said.

He kissed her forehead. "That was for earlier today."

Laura just leaned against his chest, arms around his waist. "My god, that was insane." She looked up at him. "We could've been caught."

"We almost were."

She smiled and her eyes lit up. "When I heard the basement door open, the thought of someone finding us like that..." She trailed off and he felt her shiver slightly against him. "Fuck, that was awesome."

Her hand slid between them and into his pants, grasping his hard shaft. It was hot to the touch. "And so is this," she added.

from the back door. Chris took her hand and led her to the window, then quickly walked over to the other one. "You're

rounded the doorway as Laura nodded.

said. He shook his head at Laura. "How

little, but it was barely

pot

that," Laura said. She looked at Chris. "I'm finding this to be quite an

know how much the smiles

you how to pop a bag of popcorn.

rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. As she followed Simon she pointed at Chris. "This is all

I'm

suddenly on the couch. It was still dark beyond the living room windows. He blinked a few times and checked his watch. Christ, it wasn't even four o'clock yet. He couldn't remember when he'd finally passed

as much as he could smell her. Her hair tickled his neck; when he ran his fingers through it, she shifted in her sleep, her leg wrapping

the psychotropics. No wonder he felt fried. His eyes burned, the center of his forehead throbbed. He swallowed and his throat felt scratchy. He was

slipped out from beneath Laura, crawling over the back of the couch and landing not-so-gently on the floor. When he peeked over the cushions, he saw her still sleeping. He

had been to Simon's house enough times to be able to navigate it with his eyes closed. So it was no problem for him to make his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. He also found the aspirin in the cupboard above the stove. Three aspirin are a great way to fight off an impending

this book for

the couch, Laura's arm was hanging over the cushions. When his hand brushed

one more?" he

snuggled deeper into the cushions and

from behind. With her hands

was followed by a

breaths against the back of his neck sent goosebumps rippling down his

"Cold?" she asked softly.

He said, "Happy."

kissed his neck. He smiled and nuzzled back against her. Her arms tightened around him, sliding underneath his and around his waist. She pinched one of his nipples,

"Hey now."

his neck, but this time it was slower,

and every

of her hands slid over his jeans

help the smile. "Babe, I feel

always want

rolled over to face her.

was smiling expectantly.

She shrugged playfully.