Chapter 33 - Returning Home (19+)
A moment of silence passed.
Every passing sensation between them drew their attention, the rub of their bare skin against each other becoming the height of their focus with every slight shift. Dylan’s arm was pressed securely against Anna’s breasts by now, and if he moved even the smallest inch, he could feel their softness, the draw of her erect nipples upon his flesh. It was obvious she was enjoying this situation as well.
Every ounce of contact brought forth dangerous heights of tension. Hot embers began to smolder within Dylan, burning as hot as the flames within the stove before them.
“Climb on top of me,” he said, breaking the silence. Turning, Anna directed her wide-eyed gaze toward him. “Now!” he said, pressuring her as if she were a small child.
Her eyelashes trembled as she compiled and released the blanket that lay over her shoulders. It tumbled to the ground, revealing her figure, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her beautiful silhouette, accentuated by the shadows in the room. She was staring down at him, capturing his gaze within her own as she lowered herself to sit on top of him with her legs spread apart.
He placed his hands behind her knees and pulled her closer to him. As he did so, his erect manhood slid against the fabric of her thin underwear.
Nnh. Anna shivered, a small moan escaping her. The motion made her breasts bounce up and down as if to seduce him.
He showered numerous kisses atop her collarbone. “Let me bite them,” he whispered.
Even without providing a detailed explanation, Anna understood what he meant because he licked his lips and stared hungrily at her round, plump bosom. She took her breasts in both hands as the soft flesh proved too ample to hold in a single one and, with a gulp, guided it between Dylan’s lips. His tongue was hot and serpentine. He licked her nipple then carefully began to suck on it like a child, the whole of her petite, pink areola clasped beneath his mouth.
Anna let out a moan, feeling tickled. She held the back of Dylan’s head with her right hand as he suckled on one breast while her left was squeezing the other as if to coax milk out of it. Trapped within his mouth, her nipple was subject to an onslaught of nibbling, pressing, and biting. Anna responded fervently to the ecstasy he provided.
Then, he brought his attention over to her other breast, taking it between his lips. As he did so, he took hold of the nipple he had moistened, trapping it between his index finger and thumb before squeezing.
Anna’s breathing grew labored. She ground her hips against Dylan, who, judging by the large bulge rubbing against her underwear, seemed just as aroused as she was. His free hand, which stood planted upon her hips, tightened their grip.
“Go ahead. Move however you want,” he said, laying himself down upon the blanket.
Anna placed her hands upon his hard chest to balance herself then slowly moved her butt to grind further against his erection. His lips parted seductively, a moan akin to a whisper drifting from him and dripping with satisfaction. Feeling confident, she became even braver with her movements, gyrating her hips and ushering herself back and forth atop him. The resulting friction inspired vivid sensations, almost as if his manhood had breached her underwear and found its way inside.
She bit her lip, but it wasn’t enough to suppress the mounting arousal coursing through her body. As if she were dying, she groaned loudly through her clenched teeth.
Suddenly, Dylan took hold of her legs. It was like she was a boat departing its port and he meant to anchor her. “Now… Stop.”
Anna didn’t have much endurance. He didn’t want her to reach climax alone when they weren’t in a proper position yet.
She lowered her head and kissed him deeply. His hand slid up her back and with a single quick, elegant movement, he set her upon the blanket he was lying on. He never stopped kissing her.
She waited for him to fill her up inside with half-lidded eyes. Pulling her underwear down, he positioned himself between her legs.
“Are you ready?” he asked. His voice was a tone lower. Anyone hearing it would shiver with excitement and anticipation. Anna nodded hurriedly in response.
As soon as she gave the signal, he took hold of his length. It looked swollen enough to explode from all the pressure, pushing through the black forest between her thighs and rubbing against her soft and supple bud.