Satisfying weekend

He grinned as she squirmed under him. He slid up her body, using his weight to pin her down. He grabbed her wrists, pinning her hands above her head and leaned down, kissing her deeply. His eyes were locked on hers and he could feel himself being affected by their playing. He looked into her eyes, almost questioning her with that look. He lowered his head down by her ear and whispered her name, hearing the hunger in his own voice.

"Rochelle..."

She laughed and bit her bottom lip when he pinned her wrists. She grinned and her eyes closed as he whispered her name. Her whole body tensed, but in a good...delicious way. His grip on her wrists loosened just enough for her to pull her hands free and used her momentum to roll them over. She sat on his hips and could feel what all this was doing to him. The affects it had on her were pretty much the same and she looked down at him with a heated look, her hair falling into her face. She tilted her head and moved her hair, keeping one hand on his bare chest as she looked down at him. "Kiss me..." She whispered one single request.

"Kiss me..."

He had laughed when she rolled them over, then he saw the look in her eyes matched his own. They both knew that the game had changed. He pushed himself up, pulling her lips to his own, the hunger between them climbing. He felt something spark when their lips met. This kiss was not like the ones before. This was the beginning of something far more and he could see in her eyes that they both knew it. He ran his hands along her sides, slipping under the edge of her shirt and ran his hands over the tender skin exposed.

He sat up to kiss her and her arms went around his neck to hold her balance She kissed him back but this kiss was unlike any other before it. She could feel her body heating up, her mind falling blank and spacey. She didn't think, she just let things happen.

Feeling his fingertips slipping under her shirt, she broke the kiss and looked at him, searching his eyes. Lifting herself slightly to her knees, she crossed her arms over her torso and lifted her shirt over her head, tossing it aside. She was vulnerable before him, giving into the passion she felt. The only clothing she now wore was her pastel pink bra and pajama pants with underwear. Her hand came up to touch his cheek as she lowered her head back down to kiss him again.

He watched as she leaned back, pulling her shirt away from her body and tossing it aside. Where is expected to see a rosy blush was only her flawless skin. He kissed her smooth skin and looked up into her eyes. He could see the concern, even fear in them and knew he needed to be sure. He pulled her down next to him on the bed, leaning over her and whispered softly.

"Is this what you want, Rochelle?"

He kissed her softly and pulled back to wait for her answer.

She smiled when he kissed her skin, soon finding herself on her back as he hovered above her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and bit her bottom lip, thinking of how to answer his question. She gave a small nod after a few brief moments, "I want...you, I want....this." She kissed him back and when he pulled back she made a statement that might make a difference.

"I'm....not on anything. Birth control wise..." That could be a deal breaker and she knew it, but maybe he had come prepared. She couldn't believe she was at this point with him already but...here she was...and she wanted him bad, really bad.

He leaned down, kissing her again and smirked. He shifted his weight and pulled the bedside drawer out, moving a small box from the drawer and set them next to the lamp. He got a bit of an embarrassed smile and explained.

"It never hurts to be prepared."

He leaned in, kissing her again, then pulled back, looking down at her. He reached over and began sliding the straps of her bra off her shoulders, kissing her skin gently as he did so.

She smiled when he pulled out a box, feeling a bit relieved but curious as to why he had them. It didn't matter, he was a guy...guys were usually prepared. She nodded and licked her lips, waiting for him to continue. She kissed him back and her hands slid down his back, feeling his smooth skin. As he lowered her bra straps slowly, leaving kisses behind, she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. "Tolvin..." She said in a barely audible whisper.

As she spoke his name, he smiled and kissed her lips again. He then began to tease and torture her will kisses and caressed over every inch of exposed skin. He paid special attention to the sensitive spot he had learned was along the curve of her neck. He enjoyed being patient with her, giving her as much pleasure as he could. He knew he would not be able to hold himself at by too long and reluctantly slid to the edge of the bed, taking her hand and gently pulling her to the edge as well. He helped her to her feet and kissed her again as he reached around her to unfasten her bra, letting it fall away from her body. He leaned down, kissing across her chest before wrapping his lips around one of her nipples, the other hand going behind her for support. He intended to enjoy and prolong every moment of this night.

She stood and looked at him curiously. Biting her bottom lip, she watched him eagerly as he leaned forward to kiss her neck. Tilting her head, she found she wasn't ticklish. Maybe because she was so turned on it over rode her tickle spots. She cupped the back of his neck as he unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor, giving him a heated look when he met her eyes again. She gasped when his warm mouth cupped her nipple, letting her head fall back and her eyes closing. Her hands rested on his biceps, licking her lips and then biting down on her lower lip as she moaned from the pleasure.

She pulled her head back up and ran her hands up his biceps, inward to his chest and trailed down his abs. As she looked into his eyes, she unclasped his jeans and slowly brought the zipper down. Lifting herself on her tip toes, she kissed him as her hand slid into his pants to feel him. This was the boldest she had ever been with him, but now that she wasn't thinking or wasn't as nervous...things came easier.

His eyes went wide when she reached into his jeans and wrapped her hand around him. He looked into her eyes as his own hands lowered down, his fingers slipping inside her pajamas and pushing them past her hips to gather at her feet. He reached down, running his fingertips across the smooth fabric which remained on her, watching her reaction as he came so close...but he did not push further yet. He ran his fingers lightly across the fabric over and over, watching her expressions with a secretive little smile. Leaning forward, he kissed her again and whispered to her.

"I'm going to make sure you never forget tonight..."

She felt breathless as he continued to tease her, her hands moving slowly against him. As his own hands dropped her pajamas and began to rub so close...so very close, she bit her bottom lip harder and continued to look into his eyes. She moved her hand out of his pants and hooked her thumbs in the waistband, pushing them down along with the boxers. He leaned forward and kissed her, whispering in her ear after. She closed her eyes and lingered against him for a moment before pulling back to look into his eyes. She nodded and said low. "Show me...make love to me, Tolvin." She requested of him as she kissed him before he could speak again. Her hands cupping his neck as she felt him lift her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him and hooked her ankles, continuing to kiss him. She did say whatever happens, happens....and it was happening. To her...with him...and it couldn't be any more perfect.