Slowly but surely the heat started to creep back into my body, my toes tingling as the warmth began to move back through me. My blood started to circulate fully through my body again, allowing extra supply to be redirected somewhere else. My hardening cock twitched at the curve of Ellie’s perfect rear end. I set my empty mug on the floor beside me, and I moved my, now warmer, hands back under the quilt, slipping them around Ellie’s dainty waist. The sweet smell of her honey scented hair filled my nostrils in the position we were in, the smoothness of her velvet skin moulded perfectly against my chest.

She was impossible to resist. I’m not even sure how I had managed it for all those years when we were growing up. I remembered that I had spent a lot of time acting like a dickhead in her presence, so she could never guess what I really thought of her. That ended now. From now on I wasn’t resisting her, nor would I be doing anything that would keep her away from me again.

I couldn’t help myself, I had to get my hands on her smooth naked body. Her scent was driving me insane with lust, and I needed to make sure that she knew just what kind of an effect she had on me. As my hands tickled her skin, she absently rubbed her fingertips over the back of my hands. Goosebumps rose in my skin, and my cock stirred near her arse.

I leaned into her, kissing her bare shoulder, feeling the heat of her against my lips. I used my grip around her middle to shift her back against me, making sure that she could blatantly feel my erection heavy against the small of her back. She stretched her hands out behind her, wrapping them around my waist, the prickling of electricity surging through my skin everywhere her hand made contact with my bare flesh. I lavished kisses on her, from her shoulder to her neck, tucking her soft brown curls behind her ear to expose more skin to the mercy of my mouth. My eyes met the mark that my brother left there the night before, a rough purple blemish against her otherwise perfect skin.

I let my fingertips trace over the outline of my brother’s handiwork. “I see you’ve been claimed already,” I whisper with my smile in my voice. The softest pink blush covered her skin, but she said nothing. Instead, a soft moan escaped her lips as she leaned against my touch. “Maybe I’ll just have to claim you back,” I warned, a veil of lust covering the intent behind my words. I covered her mark with my mouth, and I suckled her skin. The soft pressure I was applying teased a gasp out of her. My greedy hands skimmed over her form until they reached her glorious breasts, cupping their fullness, testing their weight in my palms, groping her, my fingertips digging into their perfect shape.

“Oh fuck, Finn.” She moaned out as I rolled her peaked nipples between my fingers and thumbs. She arched her back at the contact, and her ass pressed itself hard against my erection. “Jesus Ellie, you have me so damn hard for you.” I breathed against her ear. She murmured in response, shifting her hips a little, wriggling on my lap and making my need to be inside her even higher.

I couldn’t take it anymore. She wasn’t going to tease me this time. I wasn’t going to stop this time until I had shown Ellie just what she meant to me in the only way that I knew how. I had dated a lot when we were teens, it seems pathetic, but it was the only way that I was able to distract myself from her. Nothing ever lasted. No one was a patch on Ellie Dawson.

“Turn around,” I demanded of her, placing a chaste kiss against her shoulder. Carefully, without moving too far away from me, she manoeuvred herself underneath the quilt. She smirked just a little as she looked right at me, sitting back down and straddled my lap. I understood her smirk in a split second once I felt the heat of her slick cunt sliding over the length of my cock. Her hot pussy was now firmly against me. I groaned at the contact. It was beyond divine. I was so close to being where I had spent a lot of time in my youth dreaming about, with minimal effort I could find myself just where I wanted my cock to be, buried deep inside her where I belonged.

She stared at me, her eyes looking at my parted lips. She wriggled again in my lap, and I grabbed her hips, my fingers kneading into her, trying to hold her still while secretly hoping for more movement from her. Her gaze lifted from my lips to my eyes, her tongue running over hers, I rush of hot breath escaping me as I watched the slow tempting movement of her tongue.

She took control, closing the gap between us and seizing my mouth with her own. Her tongue slipped over mine, soft and wet, demanding entry. I let her in. I wasn’t about to deny her anything that she wanted, especially if what she wanted was me. Her tongue swirled with mine, dancing between our mouths. We caught each other’s moans with our mouths, softer muted sighs of pleasure all that escaped.

She deepened the intensity of our kiss, pressing herself solidly against my body, heat radiated from her at every millimetre where we made contact with each other. I was so turned on that I could barely think. The beautiful woman in my arms was driving me to insanity and beyond. My hands slid from her hips to her arse, grabbing her plump buttocks. It shifted her against me, her pebbled nipples skimming against the hair on my chest, her wet cunt coating my rock-hard dick, as she rubbed herself up and down my length. I wouldn’t be sitting here like this for much longer. I needed more, and it needed to be soon before I exploded with the necessity of it.