Devin

“Tell me what you want and I’ll tell you what I’m feeling,” Devin said, his hand on Claire’s ass as she furiously worked at shoving off their coats.

“Devin, I want you to carry me to your bed like a caveman and throw me down and get your cock in me. As soon as possible.”

Devin responded by easily flinging both of their coats off. Then he bear-hugged her until her feet were off the floor while he ravaged her neck and chest with his lips. Because she had asked for it, he then bent with his knees and picked her up roughly, throwing her over his shoulder. He carried her down the hall of his apartment to his bedroom. Her ass was next to his face, and he could not resist that dangerously high hemline. He let his hands move up the backs of her thighs and over her ass, then stroked her center. She gasped and said his name.

Then she said it again when he tossed her back on the bed and spread her legs. “Yes, Devin.”

He teased her by leaning over her and smiling. He slowly hiked up her dress and ran his hands over her undergarments. He massaged her thighs, pressing his knuckle into her core. “Oh my god, get them off me, the tights.”

In one swift movement, her panties, tights and shoes hit the floor.

“I don’t want to ruin the dress,” she said.

That was all the encouragement he needed to pull the flapper dress off over her head and sail it across the room onto the chair. Next went her bra. His knuckles went back to exploring and sending waves of pleasure through her system. He found her pussy soaking wet for him.

“The way your body responds to me, you make me feel Ike a man.”

“I want that man inside me right now,” she said. “I’ve been thinking about it since Wednesday.”

He gave her a bad-boy grin. “But first, a taste.”

She knew what that meant, and she let out a cry of frustration and also anticipation.

Devin’s mouth and tongue claimed her core with vigor. His tongue explored her clit, her labia, and found her sweet honeyed opening.

Oh my god,” she moaned.

“I love the way you taste,” he said, his voice vibrating against her flesh, delivering a wave of pleasure up her spine that made her body buck closer to his face.

“Do you want me to keep going, or do you want my cock now?”

“Oh god, you have to keep going now,” she said. “That feels so fucking amazing.”

He smiled and then dove back into pleasing her with his mouth, stopping occasionally to tell her what she tasted like, what her body did to him. He knew she wanted it rough—and she would get it rough—but first, he wanted to draw it out a bit. The tequila would delay her orgasm, in his experience.

“Baby, you taste as sweet as watermelon on a hot summer day. I’m gonna devour all of you tonight.”

“Keep using your tongue on me, that’s it. I hope this isn’t weird, but I kind of want you to bite it. Just a little bit.”

If she wasn’t the most ridiculously fucking hot creature he’d ever had the pleasure of eating out, he wasn’t up to the challenge of anyone that ranked above her. She was the queen. He dove in and gently nipped her clit with his teeth. He felt her body spasm and heard her suck in her breath.

“More.”

He nipped it again and her moaning grew louder. He circled his tongue around her clit and then plunged it inside her. She screamed for more, so he placed his whole mouth around her clit and licked, sucked, and bit. Suddenly she was screaming his name and coming hard. Devin kissed her thighs and ran his hands over her beautiful, natural bush. He was not done with her.

As her ragged breath returned to normal Devin kissed and licked his way up her torso and settled again at her plump mounds, sucking one nipple into his mouth, then switching to the other.

“Devin?”

“Yes, lovely.”

“I don’t want anyone else to ever touch me like this. Just you. Forever. Never stop.”

Devin inched up until he was eye level with her face and he cradled her in his arms.

“I like making you happy. I like to put that smile on your face.”

She pointed to her lips. “This one?”

He grinned and pecked her mouth. “That’s the one.”

“Devin, would you like to tie me up with that scarf while you finish inside me?”

“Are you asking or telling me?”

Her eyes gleamed and she bit her lip. “Tie me up and finish inside me, Devin.”

“You know I will, sweet thing.”

He gave her neck one more lavish kiss before hopping off the bed to retrieve the scarf in one hand and a condom in the other.

He wrapped up his cock, then drifted his hands up her torso and lifted her arms up above her head. He fastened her wrists together by wrapping the scarf around them, not too tightly, then tying the other end of the scarf around one of the bed posts.

“I’m gonna make you come again, Claire.”

“I know you will,” she whispered.

He kept his thrusts even and firm so he could talk to her as he stroked her in and out. “Claire, you will always be my only sweet thing. I’m falling in love with you. I don’t care what happens to us after Christmas when we go back to work, I just love you so much I know we’ll figure it out.”

“I love you, too, Devin.” Her words came out with an edge of need once again. “You make me want to do a whole world of things I’ve never had the chance to do before.”

He dove his head down and planted lingering kisses all over her chest and her tits, which she arched up toward him as her legs grasped around him wildly. She wanted him deeper, he could feel it. More than happy to oblige, Devin reached down behind one of her legs and hiked it up to spread her open wider. He held that leg in place and used his other hand to stroke her clit while sinking in and out of her depth.

Her whole body responded to his touch with what he could only describe as joy. She seemed to calm her troubled mind when they were close like this. He was getting close to coming, so he massaged her labia and her clit faster and harder.

She released a screaming climax as she spasmed around his cock, which let loose with soul-shattering relief.

When Claire stopped screaming, he removed the scarf and wrapped it around her shoulders. She smiled an exhausted and satisfied smile. She was out of words and looked ready to go to sleep.

But sooner or later they had to stop touching each other and get back to reality.

And kids.

Devin dressed and thought about the kids. Was he ready to take on an instant family? Absolutely yes, what was he waiting for anyway? He loved her siblings, and he could give them an entire extended family full of support that they didn’t seem to have outside of Claire’s watchful eye.

As they drove back up to farmhouse to get the kids, Devin came up with his plan.

He was no genius, but for Devin Halpert, it was pretty brilliant, if he did say so himself.