We waited, watching with impatient eyes and empty bellies for the food to be cooked and plated up. But it was worth it, at one juicy bite my mouth watered - that may have had to do with the x-rated noises the sex goddess next to me had been making through the entire meal.
Ana’s cutlery clinked against her plate as she laid down her knife and fork. “That was beautiful, Heather. Thank you.”
“Would you like any dessert or just leave it for now? I’ve got homemade cherry pie with ice cream,” Heather asked. Ana considered the idea of dessert, she seemed to be weighing it up against the urge to head on up to bed. Sleep was calling her away, I could see it.
“I think I'll leave it for now, but I’ll probably be back down later for a midnight snack.” Heather chuckled.
“Right,” Ana said, getting to her feet. “I’m going to get some sleep.” She looked at me and tilted her head to the side, the universal gesture for ‘you coming?’
“I’ll be right up,” I told her. Picking up our plates, I took them to the sink before Heather shooed me away.
“It’s what you pay me for, Nikolai,” she admonished lightly.
I didn’t need any encouragement to go and find Ana. She was already up the stairs when I got to them, and I heard the bedroom door closing. Uncertainty struck me. Would she have gone to my room, or to hers? I knew which one I hoped she’d chosen but I still doubted myself.
At the top of the stairs, I strode to my bedroom door. The one right across from Ana’s. I opened the door slowly. She wasn’t there.
Crestfallen, I retreated, and knocked on Ana’s bedroom door. When there was no answer, I called her name, my heart beginning to pound irrationally.
“Just a minute!” the muffled voice came. From my room. The latch on my ensuite door clicked, and she emerged wearing only her underwear. “I was just washing up. I felt grimy after that car journey.”
Instead of laughing with relief, I smiled and walked over to the bed, taking off my shirt. Her eyes roved over my torso then met mine. She took off her bra and stepped out of her underwear, before slipping between the covers, turning onto her side and facing away from me.
I pulled off my jeans and got into bed, shuffling up to her so that I could hold her in my arms. We fit together like we were meant to be. She shifted slightly, pulling my right arm over her ribs. I rested my hand just below her breast. I felt my cock hardening as she nuzzled closer, rubbing her ass over my crotch.
“If you want to sleep, you’re going to have to stop doing that,” I said quietly, a smile curling my lips. She knew exactly the effect she had on me.
“Okay,” she whined. “I do want to sleep, but don’t blame me if I wake you up later…”
My smile spread into a grin. I had no problem with that at all.
Something shifted on the bed, stirring me awake.
“Hmm?” It was still dark but Ana must’ve been awake. Probably needed the bathroom.
When I didn’t get an answer, I began turning onto my side. A soft hand brushed down my abdomen. I froze, then relaxed back onto my back. The hand snaked downwards towards the thin trail of dark hairs that led to below my boxer briefs. I felt myself hardening at her touch. I couldn’t control the fire she ignited within me.
Fingertips pulled at the sides of my boxers until they were off. Now free of any barriers, she grasped my girth in her hand and stroked up and down my length. I hardened more and more until I felt fuller than ever.
I sighed as she rubbed her thumb over the head of my cock and swirled it around. I bit down on my bottom lip. She knew how to make me tick, there was no mistake.
I felt her shift beside me on the bed again. She kissed my chest, working her way up my pecs to my collarbone and up the side of my neck. I turned my face to meet her halfway. Our lips met, and I swear I felt a crackle of energy pass between us.
Ana moved again, pulling the covers back and swinging her leg over my waist. She shuffled back and I immediately felt how wet she was for me as my cock hit her slick folds. She braced one hand against my stomach and with the other, slipped my length inside her. She gasped as she stretched to accommodate me. As she began to move up and down on me, I reached up to massage her breasts and heard her soft giggle.
“So you are awake?” she murmured, raking her nails down my stomach. “I was beginning to wonder…”
“Of course I’m awake. I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” I bucked my hips upwards sharply and a gasp escaped her.
I moved my hands down her sides and pushed one between her legs. She wasn’t getting away with having all the fun. As I pressed and rubbed her clit, she moved her hips, grinding against me in a smooth circular motion.
Her soft moans were music to my ears. They got louder as I rubbed faster and tweaked her clit harder, massaging down the sides of her hot, wet lips. I could feel myself going in and out of her as she moved, and honestly, it just turned me on more.
Resting my hands on her hips I guided her rhythm as she moved up and down. Soon, we were perfectly in sync.
I moved my right hand back to her clit, circling and rubbing until her moans turned to cries and I knew she was going to tip over the edge. She moved, undulating above me, faster and faster. I knew, if she kept going like this, she would make me tip
