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"We shouldn't."
"I know."
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There is a tugging in her chest as Tim stares at her face. He is shirtless, eyes wide, body immobile as she fiddles with the bandaid in her hand. She desperately wants to turn away, to walk away. She knew she was playing with fire, but her heart was ruling out the rational part of her brain, the voice screaming at her to walk away, that she shouldn't be here.
She lifts her hand, and it makes contact with his stubbled jaw. However, before she knows what's happening, she draws Tim closer to her. He goes willingly, his heart thumping in his chest as Lucy's lips touch his. It ignites a spark that sends a zing through them all the way down their bodies, toes curling at the simple touch.
It has been entirely too long.
Tim throws his shirt carelessly on the couch, his hands aching to touch Lucy. She lets out a small huff as the smacking of their moving lips echoes in the room. His hands cuddle her cheeks while her hair tangles in them. He is hesitating, scared that if he touches her for real, she will disappear again, like the many times she has in the past weeks.
She disappeared whenever his brain had deceived him into thinking she was there, only for his eyes to flutter open as he woke up, his cock heavy in his hand after dreaming about her. He had missed her then and still misses her now, especially when he comes home, longing to hear her laughter as he tickled her sides while cooking, longing to hear Kojo huffing as she scratched his back, longing to hear her sigh as he drove himself repeatedly into her body before they sunk into a deep sleep together.
But now he was here, with Lucy in his arms, and this time he touched her, and she didn't disappear.
Instead, he can feel her as she opens her mouth. She flicks her tongue against his lip, her right hand dropping to his chest as it glides down the soft skin. His heart is hammering in his chest, and he drags his teeth over her lip, catching her tongue as it caresses his.
He expects her to pull away, expects her to excuse herself and walk away, but Lucy doesn't.
She can't.
She had missed him just as much, missed him holding her while cuddling on the couch, missed him slipping into the shower after he had woken her up with his face between her thighs, still hungry, always hungry, for more. She missed having him with her, just being around her.
There was a physical ache between her legs now, and after seeing him take down Teddy, her heart had leaped out of her chest. Still, her ovaries had cramped and sent a wave of arousal straight to her core, wetting itself in hopes of preparing for something.
It had been entirely too long since she had felt his hands on her, his mouth on her, his cock in her, and Lucy didn't want to think right now, just feel. She wanted him to ease that ache, so she ran her hands over his torso, and her nimble fingers quickly lifted his belt clasp, tugging to release it. The 'clack' is loud in the room and fuels the fire between them.
Her eyes look down, and they both walk backward. Lucy spins around in his arms as he draws her closer. His entire front is pressed to her back, and she can feel the bulge against her ass, and it sends another jolt of desire straight between her thighs. He leans in to nuzzle his face to her neck, lips attaching to the delicate skin while he lets his hands wander to seek out the knot that held her dress together.
Lucy's eyes close as her arm snaps up behind her, pressing him closer to her, needing to feel him melt into her. Her lips part, and she has to suppress a whimper as Tim presses his palm to her lower body for a moment, nestling his half-hard cock against her cheeks. He fits perfectly against her, and she reacts to the contact, her panties ruined as she grows wetter with every single touch from him.
He quickly fumbles with the knot on her dress, which comes loose. Lucy turns her head slightly, eyes fluttering, Tim's nose brushing her hair as he takes a deep breath. Her scent is intoxicating, and he cannot help himself when she turns, his hand cupping her cheek to pull her in. He kisses her hungrily, and Lucy clenches her thighs, the fluttering in her gut making her moan against him.
She detaches herself long enough for him to lower her to the bed, the dress around her parting, exposing her to him. Tim groans when his naked chest comes into contact with hers, and she pulls him on top of her, craving to feel him wholly against her.
Their skin is hot and ignites a fire that burns them from head to toe. Lucy is desperate to feel him, and she leans up to capture his mouth in a kiss, letting out a guttural moan when Tim shifts and wedges a knee between her legs. Her pussy tingles as she bucks over the hard muscle, and Tim deepens the kiss, fingers running behind her back to undo her bra. The material comes loose, and Lucy whimpers when his mouth leaves her. Tim bends down to nudge it away with his nose. He stares at her breasts for a moment before his hands cup them both, his tongue darts out, and he devours her right nipple, thigh flexing against her.
"Oh my god, Tim…fuck," she rasps as she arches her back and her fingers dig into the sheets. His tongue plays with her stiff bud, alternating between sucking and licking, teeth scraping her areola to increase her pleasure. Her body is singing under his administration, and he rucks up his thigh harder against her, Lucy chasing her orgasm even through two layers of clothing. Her clit is stiff, peeking through her lips, her satin panties giving her just enough friction.
Tim simply holds her against him, mouth letting her right breast go only to attach to the other, caressing her while Lucy shudders. With a loud grunt, she grinds against him, once, twice, thrice, and her movement stutters as she comes. He looks up at her face curiously as his teeth nip her nipple, sucking it up to stretch it. Her eyes are clamped shut, and her mouth is formed into an o-shape. Tim has never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life.
He lets her nipple go with a wet pop as Lucy slumps back to the bed, her breathing ragged, her muscles slack. Her peak momentarily eased her ache, but she still wanted him, needed him, and Tim was more than ready to give himself to her.
"You are so fucking beautiful when you come," he husks against her chest as he lavishes her with kisses, tongue licking over her sternum, up her throat and chin, before hovering over her mouth.
She stares at him, and her ragged breathing hitches when she clamps her thighs, head lifting to capture his tongue with her lips. She fuses their mouths together, and her bare breasts drag over him, her fingers letting go of the sheet to find their way back to his pants. She fumbles with the button and drags down the zipper, only to slide her hand into his boxers. He's fully erect, his tip wet, and she squeezes him needily to pull him out of his confines.
Tim pushes himself up, and Lucy licks her hips as she looks at his hard cock in her hand, letting go long enough to shuffle and kick off his pants and underwear. He kneels fully naked between her parted thighs, and she's breathing hard, moaning when he wraps his hand around himself to jerk a couple of times.
"I need you in me," she groans, and Tim draws her up by her neck, slandering his mouth over hers to kiss her passionately. He helps her push off her dress, peels away her bra, and lowers her back to the bed, mouth still firmly attached. His cock brushes over her soaked panties, and he growls at the contact, tugging away the dress from underneath her to drop it to the floor.
Her chest is heaving, her breasts jiggling with every desperate breath she takes, and Tim leaves her mouth long enough to kiss down her body. She props herself on her elbows and her eyes following him, moaning when his nose nudges her through her underwear. His fingers hook into the black material, and she drags them down her legs, crawling backward to peel them off her.
He flings them away, and Lucy lets her legs fall open, Tim letting out a deep growl as his eyes find her soaked pussy, her arousal glistening in the low light of the room. He desperately wants to bury his face in her cunt, but Lucy recognizes the look and shakes her head. She reaches out to tug at his hair, pulling his face to hers.
"I need to feel you in me. Please, fuck me," she requests and licks her tongue over his lips, parting them to brush over his.
"Condom?" he manages to mumble into her mouth, and Lucy grunts as she pulls his head away from her by his hair, the sharp sting making his cock twitch.
"No need," she says lowly as she stares at him, "Do you?"
Tim's eyes connect with hers, and he stares right back at her. His Adam's apple bobbles as he swallows, the sheer tension sending a shiver down his spine.
"No, there has been no one but you," he admits, and Lucy's eyes soften immediately. Her fingers let go of his head, and her hand cups his neck, pulling him on top of her.
"Fuck me," she repeats, and Tim reaches down to grasp his cock, guiding it to her dripping opening. He runs his tip over her a few times, and Lucy arches against him, her legs hooking behind his thighs. He presses himself to her, and he steadies himself as Lucy uses her legs to draw him in. His cock slips into her, and her pussy accommodates him immediately.
Lucy's eyes roll into the back of her head, and she bites her lower lip as fingers clutch his biceps, almost painfully digging into him as he fills her body. She is snug around him, hot and pulsating just like he remembered, and his balls twitch in anticipation. He braces himself on his hands and knees while his gaze connects with hers. He starts to move, and Lucy curls around him to encourage him to go harder and faster. Right now, she needed raw passion and felt him fuck her up the bed until her head hit the headboard.
He senses her urgency, and Tim grunts as he bends, pressing his mouth to her in a bruising kiss. It's all teeth and tongue, and his hips snap, pulling almost all the way out only to slam back in. Her body hitches, her breasts bounce, and Lucy is sighing and moaning into the kiss, hands running over his arms, shoulders, and down his back to grasp his ass.
Her nails dig into his skin, and she spreads her thighs as far as possible, a whine in the back of her throat breaking free when he starts fucking her in earnest. It is hard and fast and desperate, and Lucy meets him halfway, his thighs slapping against hers, the smacking of her pussy loud in the room. She is already close, and she needs to come, so she lets go of his right cheek and sneaks a hand between them, finger touching her clit as Tim increases his pace.
"Fuck, that's it, don't stop," she moans and throws her head back, Tim looking down to see his cock disappearing into her, glistening with the juices that drip out of her.
He can feel her clamp, and Tim bites the inside of his cheeks, growling when Lucy grows rigid and comes with a loud, drawn-out moan, pussy fluttering around his cock. He buries himself deep in her body, his ragged breathing matching hers, but he holds back his own release, not nearly done with her. His body covers hers, burying her beneath him, and Lucy hides her flushed cheeks in the crook of his neck, riding out her high and every aftershock of her orgasm.
She can feel him still hard and pulsating in her, and she slaps his ass, raking her nails across his spine. He shivers and moans, Lucy darting out her tongue to lick over his vibrating Adam's apple. That puts Tim into motion, and he shifts his arms around her, hugging her tight to hoist her up. Her feet are firmly planted on the mattress, and Lucy mewls when he sinks even deeper into her.
"Fuck Ba…," she grunts but catches herself from using a familiar pet name, burying her face in his neck as she hugs him tightly.
"You feel amazing around me," he rasps, and his hands cup her buttcheeks, rocking her back and forth on his lap. Lucy moans as his cock fills her to the brim, hitting all the spots deep in her that drive her wild. She gasps and opens her mouth to sink her teeth into his tendon, tongue caressing her skin as she flexes her muscles.
Feeling him so close, so deep, smelling, and touching him stirs something in her that she has been trying to repress. Her chest tightens, and Lucy squints her eyes as tears pool in the corner, her emotions overwhelming her. Tim holds her tightly, and he feels her shake in his arms as she tries to fight the urge to cry, his hands roaming her back.
His heart is hammering against his ribcage, and Tim buries his nose in her hair to breathe in her scent, recommitting it to his memory. She smelled like vanilla, lavender, and Lucy, and his stomach fluttered when she overtook his senses.
"Please, Tim," she whispers with a shaky voice, and he tugs gently at her hair to make her look at him. A tear slips down the corner of her eye, and he wipes at it, drawing her in for a deep, all-consuming kiss. He pours everything he feels into it, trying to convey how desperately he has missed her. Lucy kisses him back, clamping her eyes shut as she lets Tim claim her. He rocks them faster before he shifts and lowers her back to the bed, hands squeezing her cheeks to lift her hips.
She gasps as he pulls out, his cock dripping with her juices, and he runs the head over her cunt, teasing her clit before slipping back in. Lucy's hands claw at his thighs as Tim sets a punishing pace, holding her body as he uses her to chase his high. The continuous smacking of their skin meeting fills the room, and Lucy arches her back and cries out when his thumb flicks her clit.
She squeezes him hard, and Tim fucks against her steeling muscles, the two moaning as they simultaneously reach their peak. She is writhing and trembling as Tim's hips stutter, filling her womb with his cum. Lucy mewls and tightens her legs around him, arms reaching out to pull Tim down. His body crushes her beneath him, and she holds him there as they try to ground themselves.
The only sound in the room is their ragged breath. Lucy runs her hand over his sweaty back, feeling his cock soften in her body. However, she isn't ready to let go, and Tim stays put, mewling as her cunt still twitches around him with the aftershocks. He tries to move, to take off some weight, but Lucy doesn't let him.
"Don't move, not yet," she mumbles shakily, and Tim presses a soft kiss on her shoulder before brushing his lips over her ear.
"I am not going anywhere," he murmurs, and Lucy quivers as his hot breath hits her ear. She loosens her hold, and Tim kisses her body, his cock slipping from her body with a wet splash. He moans, and his eyes flick up. His gaze connects with Lucy's as he slithers down. Her legs come around his head, and Tim finally breaks eye contact, mouth-watering, when he sees his come tickle out of her. His hand shifts, and he spreads her lips, tongue darting out to lick up their combined essence.
She twitches and mewls at the contact, and Tim dives in, his tongue stiffening and curling as he penetrates her. He licks around, the salty, musky, tangy taste flooding his mouth. He licks her thoroughly before moving up, his mouth closing around her clit. Her hand slaps down, and she digs her fingers into his scalp, tugging his head closer to encourage him to keep up his ministrations.
Her clit is twitching in his mouth, the contact of his tongue dull but titillating, still building her back up to another peak. The lewd sounds reach her ears when he hums, and Lucy squeezes her eyes tightly, her stomach muscles rippling. She is close, and Tim flattens his tongue against her, his fingers sneaking into her body, two digits curling deep in her.
Her body arches and her thighs clamp shut, and Lucy lets out a piercing scream when she comes for a fourth time and final time. Tim licks up every drop of the juices dripping out, and he slurps and sucks, fingers resting deep in her. She is trembling and shaking and gasping for air, every nerve ending tingling.
As soon as her breath evens out, Lucy throws her arm over her face, eyes closed as she mumbles something incoherent. He grins against her damp skin, dragging his tongue over her. He sucks her in random spots before his face hovers over hers, and he moves her arm to look at her face. Her cheeks are flushed, and sweat is dripping down her forehead, and he wipes at it, leaning down to kiss her softly.
Her eyes flutter open, and she kisses him back, sighing when Tim rolls off her and pulls her with him, resting her head on his chest. She sinks against him, her arm around him, her fingers digging into his hip. He smiles, and he lazily runs his hand over her back before pulling the sheets over them.
"Good night," he whispers and presses his lips to the top of her head, closing his eyes. Lucy hums and wiggles against him tiredly, letting out a small yawn.
"Night," she mumbles and listens to his heartbeat steadily beating against his sternum, the sound lulling her to sleep.
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