Tired of playing games, he advances.

Suddenly afraid, she backs away, though she knows there will be no escape.  Her back is against the wall, figuratively and literally.

Like a hunted prey, she stares, mesmerised into the blue depths of his eyes.

He continues to advance, until he reaches her, one hand on either side of her body, preventing escape.  His lips descend for the kill.

His kiss is sweet agony.  An end to the torment of denial, she hungrily responds, her hands moving around his neck, she rubs up against him, feeling him thicken in response.

He moans.

Without releasing his hold on her mouth, his hand moves to her breast, crushing it through her uniform.

She moans.

His hand moves from her breast to the zipper of her uniform, slowly pulling it down.  Pushing her jacket over her shoulders and down her arms until it falls to the floor, then tearing apart the velcro of her turtleneck, he sees her nipples are pert and erect against the singlet.  He flicks them with his thumb, and feels her shiver with delight.

Her left hand moves to the back of his head, entwined in his hair, pulling their mouths even closer together, as her right reaches down and caresses his hardness enticingly.

Pulling away from her mouth, he whispers huskily, "Come to my bed?"

She nods, and he picks her up and carries her to the waiting bed.  He lays her down, pausing to drink in the beauty of her, lying in his bed, desire darkening her gaze as she looks up at him.  He leans over her, slowly, and kisses the hollow of her collarbone, and all around the base of her neck.

She growls, deep in her throat.  He loves the sound.  She unzips his jacket and pushes it off of him as he untucks her singlet from her pants.  Reaching under, he lightly grazes his finger against her nipple.  Her sharp intake of breath indicates her pleasure, as she pulls his singlet over his head.  Removing her own, she flips him over, straddling him.  He smiles at her, waiting.

Leaning down, she presses her lips to his as she lightly, oh, so lightly, rubs her nipples against his chest hair.  It tickles, and sends a shiver of pleasure down her body, ending between her legs.  His hand snakes down and grasps her firmly, kneading her like dough through the fabric of her trousers.

"I think we're overdressed," she says.  He agrees, grasping the waistband of her trousers, he pulls them down, her underwear, too.  Completely naked, she rubs herself against his very hard, and still covered penis.  His eyes flame.  She pulls back, gripping his waistband with her hand, she frees his weapon.  He watches.  She takes him in her hand, first squeezing gently, then slowly moving her hand up and down his length.  She watches his face as she gradually speeds up.

He reaches up and takes ahold of her breast with one hand, bringing it to his waiting mouth.  She arches as his other hand seeks her wet warmth.  He finds it, and inserts two fingers, rubbing her up and down as she is rubbing him.  His thumb presses on her nub, and she gasps.

As they both near climax, he expertly flips her over, entering her in one smooth stroke.  She cries out in pleasure, and he pauses, savouring the sensation of her, tightly clasped around him.  Watching her, panting, and begging him with her eyes to finish it.  He moves a little, teasing.  She wraps her legs around him, her hands on his buttocks, pulling him in deeper, deeper.

Then she releases him, and he pulls out halfway, only to thrust back into her violently.

"Ohhh, yes, Tom!"  She pants.

"Harder!"  She cries.

"Faster!"  She commands.

He complies.

Their frenzied passion reaches a climax.  She gasps as her orgasm takes her over, the sensations deliciously travelling up and down her body.  He slows, as he, too, surrenders to the inevitable, as he thrusts into her one last time.

He goes limp in her arms, exhausted, as the last vestiges of orgasm disappear.  They share a kiss, this time gentle and loving.  Passionate, but not urgent.  He reluctantly pulls out of her.

Spent, and still naked, they fall asleep in each other's arms.

~ Finis

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