Free 101 EROTICA STORIES by Vallen Green Page A

mouth as his fingers rolled over the other.
     
    Her own hands reached towards his shirt, fingers fumbling with the buttons in her hurry to get it off him. After freeing the last button from its hole, she parted the two halves of his shirt, nails raking up his chiseled abs as he kept on suckling at her breasts.
     
    She was losing her resolve quickly, the ache between her thighs growing as the seconds ticked by. Jordan suddenly pushed at his shoulders, forcing him back. She got up, kicking off her shoes and pushed her dress completely off her body, letting it pool on the floor. Michael put his hand on the back of her knees and brought her back down onto him. His hands travelled up her thighs, massaging the tender flesh, stopping short when his fingers grazed the edge of her panties. He could tell that she was turned on and that she was desperate to feel more, but he paused to look up at her, searching for a sign that she was sure of what they were doing. Instead of saying anything, she cupped his face between her hands and planted a fiery kiss on his lips. It was all that he was looking for.
     
    “Let’s go to your bedroom,” he said, his voice practically a growl as he was barely able to control himself.
     
    “What’s wrong with the couch?” she asked in a playful manner.
     
    “Nothing,” he replied with a smirk. “But there are some things that I wanna do to you that require more space than what this couch allows.”
     
    Her eyes grew dark with carnal hunger, vivid thoughts running through her mind at his words. “Well then, by all means, follow me.”
     
    She left the comforts of his lap and took his hand, leading him down a hallway. But before they could reach their destination, she felt a sharp tug on her hand and quickly found herself pressed against the wall, his lips catching hers once again. His hand slid down to her stomach and dipped into her panties, tongue delving into her mouth when he felt just how wet she had gotten for him. He groaned deeply when she rocked her hips into his touch, fingers disappearing into her folds. He pressed her harder against the wall, driving two fingers into her. The sudden intrusion had her gasping but quickly dissolved into moans when he started to use his thumb to rub her clit, moving his fingers in a fast-paced rhythm. He trailed kisses down to her neck, his other hand tangling in her silky hair.
     
    She was starting to lose control of her own body, hips moving with his hand as she sought more of his delicious torture. “Fuck,” she gasped, nails digging into his shoulder, leaving half moon indents in his skin.
     
    His lips found their way up to hers once again. It was all he could do to restrain himself from taking her right then and there. She pulled him closer to her, moaning into his mouth as he drove his fingers into her even faster.
     
    He pulled away from her slowly and just looked at her. Her head was tilted back, eyes closed as she reveled in all the sensations that he was putting her through. A third finger pushed its way into her depths, her eyes snapping open at how she was being stretched.
     
    “Feel good?” he asked with a smirk. All she could muster in reply was a nod. “You want it faster?” Another nod. “Tell me,” he quietly demanded, rubbing her clit harder.
     
    “Faster,” she breathed out. “Fuck, please.”
     
    He quickened his pace, loving how tight and wet she felt around his fingers. Her nails dug into his shoulders once again as she braced herself for her orgasm. He felt her walls begin to clamp down on his hand, his mouth descending upon hers to muffle the scream that tore through her chest as she reached her climax.
     
    He thrust his fingers a few more times before pulling out, raising them to her lips. She took his hand and eagerly took his fingers into her mouth, licking them clean of her essence, her eyes staring right into his.
     
    He kissed her again, smiling against her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck,