Caught in the Rain

[neerathemall]

His warm hands slid over my blanket-covered arms, gently rubbing up and down as another wave of shivers passed through my body. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and offered him my lips, of which he gently and slowly indulged in. I turned towards him a few inches, trying to get a better angle for both us as he responded by taking his left hand and removing the steaming hot tea from my hands and setting the cup away from us while his right hand moved from my arm over my shoulder towards the exposed skin of my neck. His fingers softly brushed over the muscles and veins under my taut skin before slipping lower, moving beneath the blanket to cup my left breast, feeling the smoothness of my skin and the weight resting on his fingers before he rubbed my hardening nipple in a circular motion. I murmured against his lips in pleasure as he took his time, doing a few of the things he knew would make me melt. On a particularly pleasurable squeeze I let out a small gasp and he paused his movements, lifting his head barely an inch from mine to make sure everything was ok. I offered him a small smile and brushed a kiss across his cheek as I stood and turned to face him.

He knew what my next move was so he unzipped his jeans and pulled the material back, exposing his lack of boxers that day and the hard cock that was waiting for me as he released it from under the fold of fabric. I bit my lip as I sank to my knees on the floor on either side of his legs, letting the blanket fall over his lower thighs as I moved closer, inching myself up until I was hovering over his erect penis. I shivered as another small gust of wind curled itself over my skin, Ryan noticed the small movement and quickly grabbed the blanket and drug it up over my shoulders.

I murmured soft thanks and then a low moan of pleasure as he caught one of my nipples between his warm lips and started to suck on the puckered bud. I put a hand on the windowsill to steady myself as I swayed slightly, the quick overdose of pleasure making me forget about everything else for a few seconds. As he moved his lips across my flesh to take in the other nipple I gasped as the brisk wind lit upon the wet skin where his tongue had just been. The hot and cold sensation was dizzying and delicious, in an effort to keep myself grounded I appraised his cloth covered chest and went to work undoing the buttons on his white oxford; wanting to feel more of his heat, more of his skin against mine. His mouth continued to roam over my skin while I finished with the buttons and then he shrugged out of the shirt as I lifted my fingers to run them through his hair. His strong hands slid over my hips while his green eyes looked up at me to make sure I was ready to ease down on him.

I kissed his forehead and began to lower myself onto him, grimacing a little as he slowly pushed me down, he carefully watched my face for indications of pain or pleasure. The slow process wasn't from lack of want on my part, but from lack of space. His thick cock seemed to grow as I took more of him into my tight pussy; I bit my lip from the feeling of being completely filled by him and then being pushed past that point. I let out a small gasp of protest which he quickly covered with his mouth as we finished the last few inches. I sat motionless on his lap, wrapped up in how wonderful he felt, albeit slightly painful. My fingers fanned out against the windowsill to steady myself as I began to grind against him, just rocking back and forth to let my muscles relax to the position.