Chapter 11

As our kiss deepened, Sean's hands grasped me firmly, clutching my body tighter against him. I could feel the heat of his body scorching me through the thin fabric between us. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck drawing him in as our tongues danced and our lust and passion overtook. There was no taming this heat between us, from the moment our lips touched, we were slaves to it. One of my hands climbed his neck and threaded through his hair, giving it a small tug, Sean growled against my lips, pulling my bottom one between his teeth and nipping it earning a moan in response. The sound drove him on, without breaking apart, he lowered me back onto the sofa, coming down on top of me and tilting his hips to brush himself against me in just the right way. The deliciously intense scent of his cologne surrounded me, his warm and strong body covering my smaller frame with ease and purpose. He broke the kiss, his fingers trailing a path along my thigh. The light touch tingled through the denim of my jeans, making me shiver with delight and anticipation. His mouth moved to my jaw, where he placed several kisses along the skin, each place that his lips met, instantly burned with heat from his mouth. He continued to move south, kissing a path along the sensitive skin of my neck, the light stubble scratching against me, intensifying the sensations whilst I clung to his muscular shoulders, hooking a leg up and over his hip. I felt him smirk against my neck before he found my weak spot and grazed his teeth over it and sucked, gently at first, then suddenly harder causing a moan to slip from my lips.

The heat from his body and the burn of his touch was sending me into overdrive as I longed for more. Tilting my hips up to meet him, I ground myself against the growing bulge that was hidden beneath his jeans.

"Fuck," he panted in my ear, drawing back away from my neck and turning his heated gaze to my face.

"Problem?" I smirked rubbing harder against him this time.

"Yeah, you're still dressed." he teased, one arm placed on either side of my head, pinning me to the sofa.

"You should do something to fix that."

He leant back down, placing a hard, demanding kiss on my lips before replying.

"Oh, I intend to."

Taking hold of the hem of my shirt he pushed it higher up my body, his fingertips caressing the revealed skin as the fabric parted contact. I leant forwards, allowing him to pull it over my head and discard it on the floor. He traced the edge of my lace bra causing another shudder to vibrate through me. He planted a single kiss in the middle of my chest and then over the curve of each breast whilst his fingers took hold of the catch at the back and with one small flick, the bra unclipped. He slid the straps from my shoulders and dropped it over the edge of the sofa. His eyes roamed over my newly exposed torso, taking in each curve and line.

"You're even more beautiful than I imagined." He muttered with a smile.

I felt my heart skip at what he said, it filled me with warmth, the whole moment between us seemed more intimate than it ever had been for me in the past. I didn't even have words to speak, so instead of saying anything, I pulled him down towards me and poured the unspoken words into the heat of the kiss. His hands cupped my face as he returned the kiss. My own hands getting to work, removing his shirt. I got it halfway up his back before he released me and hurriedly yanked it over his head and threw it to the mounting pile on the floor. I stared in delight for a few moments at the taught, toned and gorgeous form in front of me. I let my fingers caress the defined abs and strong chest that held me in place beneath him. His skin was soft and heated and sent a charge through me as it brushed my own. Desperate for more of him I swept my fingers lower and began to make short work of his zipper on his jeans. I longed for the ultimate connection with him, the moment where there were no barriers, no thoughts, no problems, just the two of us, entwined together. Taking the hint of my need for more, Sean broke free and stood up, discarded his jeans, then turned his attention back to me, slipping each of my shoes off one at a time before unbuttoning my jeans. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and slid them slowly over my hips and down my legs. He gently pulled each foot free and threw them onto the floor. I struggled to tear my gaze from the large bulge at the front of his boxers. Before I had the chance to move towards him, he placed a small kiss on the inside of my ankle, then my calf, my knee and higher up my thigh, alternating kisses with light nips and sucks, each one making me writhe on the sofa needing more of him.

"Sean, please." I panted. He simply smiled and continued his torturous path.

His lips skimmed over my hip bone making me arch my back and bite my lip. He pulled the waistband of my underwear with his teeth and released it sharply, causing it to snap back against the skin with a sting. I gasped in surprise and looked up into Sean's smiling face. He pulled away linking my hand into his own and drawing me forwards into his arms, he lifted me effortlessly and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"What are you doing?" I laughed.

"We're going to need more room for what I want to do with you." His voice was husky and laced with need and desire.

He held my half-naked body against him and walked us out of the living room and further through the house. He pushed against a door that was ajar and before I could take anything else in, he threw me down onto a large, soft and comfortable bed, my knees hanging over the end. He looped his fingers under the edge of my lacey underwear and repeated the path that my jeans took. He reached into a drawer next to the bed and withdrew a foil packet. He was about to remove his boxers as I sat upright, leaned forwards and shook my head slightly. He raised an eyebrow, a smile quirking up the corners of his mouth as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me and taking the condom from his hand.

"I think it's my turn to touch you now," I whispered.

A small, approving groan escaped him. I instantly went after the prize I so desired. Clutching the waist of his boxers I began sliding them down his legs. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, his large length burst free, ready and waiting. I bit my lip and looked up to see him watching me hungrily. I reached between us and gently dragged a fingernail along his smooth shaft.

"Shit, Roxy." He exhaled in a pained sigh, his need for more was etched clearly on his face, whilst his hold on my waist tightened and he twitched in my hand.

Whilst my thumb circled his tip earning another moan from his lips, I tore the foil open with my teeth. I couldn't wait any longer, seeing him this way, aroused and ready to be mine, it was intoxicating to me, and I had to have every inch of him, now. I rolled the condom over his impressive size and reached up to capture him in another kiss. He launched forwards pinning me to the bed, my legs wrapping around his waist drawing him in. Liquid heat rapidly pooled between my thighs and I tilted up towards him once again, brushing my slick core against him.

"I need you." I breathed, breaking the kiss.

He reached between us, taking hold of himself and pressing against my entrance, his eyes met mine, our intensity equally matched, and with a thrust, he entered me, burying himself to the hilt.

"Fuck!" I groaned, clutching his back at the sudden feeling of fullness.

"Damn, Rox, you feel amazing," Sean whispered in my ear.

Our lips met once more as he started to move, withdrawing to the tip and thrusting back into me, slowly at first, each stroke stretching and pulling in all the right ways. I was drowning in him as I inhaled his scent and buried my face into the crook of his neck. I never wanted this moment to end. I'd wanted this since the night that I met him. Sean gradually increased his pace, moving faster, harder, hitting the sweet spot within me every time. Our breathing soon turned to pants, our bodies moistened with sweat. I tilted myself up to match each of his rapid thrusts, my grip firm on his broad shoulders as if they were the only thing keeping me in this world. His hold on my hips was strong, almost pleasurably painful. Our moans rang out in the otherwise silent apartment, as we climbed higher and higher towards a blissful peak. I felt the pressure building within me and Sean's thrusts were getting faster and more urgent signalling his own impending release. Soon I couldn't hold on any longer, my nails scraped across Sean's back, biting through his flesh as I called out his name, he entered me hard one last time, stilling and cursing under his breath as he too reached his climax.