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Closer to him.
Her own hands were moving, caressing the firm lines of his chest, loving the feel of that hair under her fingers. She’d never considered before that chest hair could be sexy but here she was, driven to distraction by it. She realized he was still waiting for her to speak and she winced, forcing herself to look at him, to curl her fingers over his shoulders.
That should have helped, but he was just so fucking well formed, even his shoulders felt good under her hands. She rolled her eyes, annoyed at herself.
“I want us to have each other in every way it is possible to have each other,” she said, swallowing because suddenly her mouth was dry, “and once we’ve done all those things I want to start all over again. For purely academic reasons you know.”
“Sure,” he said, “an experiment only gets proven if you can replicate the results.”
“Exactly,” she said, then laughed with him, letting her head fall forward so that her forehead rested against the firm wall of his chest. “It’s kind of like the kiss, you know? This first time needs to be fast. So, we can do it again and really enjoy it.”
“You are fascinating,” he said, and the way he said it made her think he actually meant it. He laughed again, this time, more shortly. Her fingers slid down his abdomen, seeking his arousal.
Shoshana made a noise that could have been a groan when she wrapped her fingers around him. He just felt so good in her hand. She met his gaze, watching his face intently for any sign that she should stop. She didn’t see any, so she used her other hand to cup his balls, gently playing with them as she moved her hand on his cock. David’s eyes drifted closed and his head fell back. She bit her lip, pleased, but wanting more.
“You’re not going to tell me I’m being ridiculous?” she asked, expecting something like what he’d said outside the restaurant. But this was different, wasn’t it? They’d moved past the moment when this was nothing but two bodies. They were Shoshana and David now, and whatever was happening now was intimate. Vulnerable.
Fuck.
“It’s hard to concentrate when you’re doing that,” he said, lifting his head. His hands went to her chest, fingers toying with her nipples, bringing them to attention before he held the weight of her breasts in his hands. Her breath quickened, her pussy ached, she was annoyed with herself for not letting him make her cum in the hall. But she’d been serious when she’d said that. She wanted to be cumming because he was inside her. This was just taking too long.
“Please, David,” she said, her fingers tightening on his cock. It jerked under her hand and she reached up to touch his face. His hands left her breasts, slid up her neck, plunged into her hair and he pulled her body to his, his mouth hot, his kiss intense. She released him, her hands circling his body so that she was clinging to him. One of his hands snaked between them, cupping her mound, his fingers teasing between the lips of her pussy. She moaned, her hips rocking into him.
He broke the kiss, raining smaller, sharper kisses down her jaw to her neck. Shoshana’s arms tightened around him and she found herself reaching down, cupping the firm curve of his own ass, urging him against her. He laughed against her neck and lifted his head, angling her jaw so that she was meeting his gaze.
“This first time is probably going to be fast anyway, it’s… been longer than I care to admit since I’ve had sex.”
She opened her mouth, then closed it. She laughed, pulling him against her for a kiss as she fell back onto the bed. He laughed with her, rolling their bodies so that she was splayed across his chest. Shoshana lifted up, letting him wipe her hair from her eyes. Then she was climbing over him, straddling his body and daring him to tell her to stop. The look in his eyes was its own kind of caress and she bit her lip, her hands on his, guiding his hands to her hips. She could feel his cock against her thigh, could feel how wet she was and how much she wanted to take him inside her hard and fast. She made herself breathe. Fast was good but she wanted to remember this. She wanted them both to remember it.
David’s fingers were tight on her hips. He didn’t appear to be in a rush to get inside her, but he wasn’t holding her away from himself either. He was letting her control the moment.
She felt her lips curving into a smile as she slid one hand down his lower belly, fingers circling his hard, perfect cock. His eyes were intent on her, but for a moment they closed, his delicate lashes dark against his cheeks. She licked her lips, teasing herself, torturing him a bit by rubbing the tip of him along her seam. She moved, nudging the tip of his cock between her folds and he groaned, his hips moving the smallest bit in answer.
It was all the encouragement she needed, and she slid him home, not bothering to ease into anything. She was so aroused already, so wet that there was no resistance. Her body took all he had to offer, and he filled her completely. She moved her hips, resituating above him. He was looking at her again, watching her face intently. Shoshana tossed her hair, flinging it back from her face as her hands found his forearms, fingers curling around him. She moved her hips again, a little faster this time, showing him what she was about to do, and he moved with her.
His hips rocked up to meet hers, his hands on her moving her so that he could show her what he wanted most. She found her rhythm, her hips working over him in short, smooth strokes. She let herself fall forward, catching herself before she collapsed on top of him, but she was pressing into his chest, loving the feel of her breasts pressed into him. She kissed his mouth again, lifting her hips so that he was forced to thrust hard up to meet her.
“Fuck,” he said, his fingers digging into the swell of her ass as they moved together. Shoshana almost laughed against his neck. She was pretty sure it was the first time she’d ever heard him use the word. She clenched herself hard around him as he thrust into her and he moaned, his hands leaving her so that he could wrap them around her body, holding her against his chest.
He kept thrusting, moving her entire body as he fucked her. She dug her fingers into the pillow beside his head, her mouth finding his.
It felt so good--too good. She lifted up from his chest a little, reaching behind her, her fingers straining. She found what she wanted, fingers toying with his balls again and he jerked beneath her, his hips working in a faster, tighter rhythm.
“Keep doing that,” he said, his hand tangling in her hair.
“This?” she said, her tone playful, but she didn’t stop. Instead she concentrated on doing what he asked, but also on her own body. She tightened her muscles again, clenching hard around him as he thrust into her, urging her own body to release. He gasped, rolling them again.
She was on her back now, and his hand was urging her legs to wrap around his waist. She complied, her own fingers reaching between their bodies to find her swollen clit. She watched his face as she frigged herself, knowing he was close.
“You’re going to cum soon,” she said, statement, not question. He laughed, his head jerking in an approximation of a nod. Her legs tightened around him and her other hand reached for him. Her fingers curling around his neck, urging him down so that he could kiss her again. He did what she wanted, the frantic pace making the kisses hard, but quick. She moved her hips in short, quick strokes, arching so that as he thrust into her, he was hitting just the right spot.
“Cum on my cock, Shoshana. Let me feel you cum for me,” he said, his lips against her ear. The words were almost a plea and his hot breath on her neck, combined with his thrusting and what she was doing to her own body, were going to push her over. She knew it.
“Fuck,” she whimpered, moving her fingers faster on her own body. “Don’t stop, I’m almost--”
And then she was cumming, her entire body clenching hard as wave after wave of intense pleasure ripped through her. He made a noise that could have been a shout, and then he was thrusting into her hard, harder, fast, faster. Then one deep, long, final stroke that had her crying out against his neck, her fingers digging into his back as her orgasm only intensified. She sobbed a breath as he fell against her, spent.
Shoshana wasn’t sure why she expected him to roll away from her, but she was surprised when he didn’t. He stayed against her, supporting his weight on his forearms so that he wasn’t crushing her. His head turned, his lips brushing against her collarbones. She reached for his head, her fingers sliding into the tangle of curls. She knew she should say something, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak. The moment was too perfect to spoil with words. Her legs tightened around his waist, in answer one of his hands went to her thigh, holding her against him.
