Chapter Fifteen
Rogue
I held Claire against the door and kissed her until my softened cock slipped out of her, making us both sigh and shudder. Then I buried my face into her neck and just breathed her in for a sec.
“Aren’t you getting tired?” she murmured against my ear, hugging me back.
I smiled squeezing my arms around her once. “Maybe, but don’t worry. I won’t drop you, okay?”
“Don’t stop. You’re not going to drop me.”
I hummed, pressing kisses to her throat, then taking her skin between my lips and sucked, biting down lightly with my teeth. I wanted to make a mark against her neck, but I thought it would make her mad, so it was only a light nibble.
Neither of us was properly dressed. She had her boobs out, and my cock was hanging out of my pants. They were still hanging onto my hips, and I imagined the strange sight we made. But I didn’t want to put her down. Instead, I held her properly, pulling away from the door.
I just chuckled. Her groans had gone a pitch higher, either in surprise or fear, but I had no intention of letting her go, not now. This was a good way to get distracted and to forget my fears. I needed to relax more than anything, and wouldn’t this be the best way? I’d only fucked her once, and I felt so damn mellow. But I just wanted to do it again.
I walked us back to my bedroom. I wanted to kiss her some more, but I had to see where I was going. And Claire was a bit heavy, especially when I could feel my pants slipping lower with every step, and I couldn’t take a hand off her to hold it up. But the trip wasn’t that long, and I hadn't closed my bedroom door when I left it.
Inside, I walked her over to the bed and dumped her onto it as gently as I could. She stared up at me as I undid the buttons of my shirt.
“Clothes, off,” I said, my eyes attracted to her chest.
Her shirt hadn't slipped down completely over her breasts; I could still clearly see her hard nipples, a nice, dusky pink from me playing with them earlier.
Claire didn’t move as fast as I wanted, and I kneeled on the edge of the bed, bending my body over hers to press a kiss to one nipple, then lightly suck it as I flicked it with my tongue. Claire gasped, one of her hands grabbing my hair as the other braced her body back on the bed.
“Rogue!”
I smiled, giving one last, hard suck. “I’m right here, Claire.”
She was too slow for my liking, though it wasn’t like we were in so much of a hurry. This time, I wanted to take my time with her, make love to her. If it meant she would come to me for this again instead of trying to avoid me, of course, I was going to do it. Though when it came to love making instead of fucking… I was a bit rusty.
“If you won’t take your clothes off by yourself, then lay back and let me do it instead, okay?”
Claire didn’t reply, leaning back on her elbow, her other hand dragging me with her as she lowered back. I licked a stripe in the valley between her breasts, then nipped the side of her soft mounds.
My hands didn’t stop moving, either, finishing with the buttons of my shirt. I shrugged it off, then toed off my shoes and socks, and shoved my pants until they were off my legs as well and I was completely naked. Then, I turned to Claire, stripping her of her clothes, too, then moving us both higher on the bed.
Positioned just right, I wrapped my arms around her back, one underneath her waist, arching her body into me, the other below her shoulders, holding her close to me. I took her lips in another kiss, soft and slow, gently exploring her mouth. Claire sighed, arms and legs wrapping around me as she kissed me back. Slowly, my cock rose back to full hardness as our hips gently rocked, rubbing my cock against her sex.
“Feel…feels so good,” Claire panted out in between breaths as I moved my lips from my mouth to her neck. Then, she groaned, nails digging slightly into my shoulder blades. “So good, Rogue…”
“It’s about to feel even better,” I murmured against her skin.
With a shift of my hips, the head of my cock nudged at her clit, and I heard her breath hitch. My hips rolled, and I felt the head of my cock poised at her entrance. I waited for a second, and we both held our breath. When I couldn’t wait anymore, I slid into her in one deep, smooth thrust. Claire’s body flexed around mine as I worked her open until my hips settled against hers.
Breathing out, I raised my head to press kisses to her forehead.
“God, I missed you,” I whispered, then, I moved.
I started out with slow, gentle thrusts, pulling until just the head remained, then sliding all the way to the hilt. I rolled my hips against hers, grinding slowly, working some stimulation on her clit. Claire let out these sexy little moans and gasps, licking and nibbling on my neck. I wanted to move faster, chase the orgasm we both wanted, but at the same time, I didn’t want this to be over, either. I didn’t speed up, though.
It felt so good; it surprised even me.
I could feel sweat sliding down the length of my spine, and it tickled a little. Everything seemed heightened at that moment; the sound of our breathing, of our pleasure. The feel of our skin rubbing together. Even the feel of Claire’s walls massaging my cock as I slid in and out of her, over and over. The pleasure was building up inside my body, like little, tingly sparks of electricity that lit me up from inside. I wondered if Claire felt that, too. It was too corny to ask, so I kept my mouth shut.
Claire’s breathing picked up, turning from light pants to gasping for breath, with just a bit of a whine mixed with the sound. She flexed and relaxed her nails on my back, over and over, mimicking the movement of her walls clamping down on my cock. I could tell she was close.
Burying my face in her shoulder, I moved my hips a little faster, and her breathing picked up some more. I ground against her clit, and her walls convulsed hard around my cock. She groaned as she came, and I let out a grunt as my hips moved in short, jerky motions and I came inside her once more, the orgasm didn’t feel as intense as earlier, but I came a lot longer, too.
When I’d finished emptying my come inside her, I rolled us onto our sides, my body giving a final shudder, though little aftershocks still traveled over my body. Claire trembled in my arms, and I gave into the need to peck her forehead and squeeze her a bit closer.
“Good?” I asked quietly, my heart clenching.
It didn’t come out in my languid, satisfied voice, but I was a bit nervous. When I met women, it was at some club or party, or at a hotel, or in their place or mine. But the encounters were always short, so I could never take my time like this. It took a lot longer to come, but it was still fucking satisfying. For me, at least.
“It was amazing,” Claire said with a sigh, putting my worried to rest.
“Good,” I sighed, closing my eyes. It was a bit early to sleep, and I’d honestly slept enough for the day, but I didn’t mind a bit of a rest.
There was still stuff we had to deal with, but whenever I was with Claire the only thing I wanted to do was be inside of her. She was a welcome distraction and she made me feel better than I’d felt in too long.