Back Door Man (Closed to Ambrosia_64)

Despite the niggling bit of doubt, Zero allowed himself to be swayed by the girl's charms. They had a few hours to burn anyway while Kuhner's men satisfied themselves with investigating the escape. "Plenty to share," Zero agreed, "In more ways than one." He supposed he could help the girl get a couple of Julia's trinkets as an apology for today's rough business.

He leaned in close and gave the girl a kiss... His lips brushing against hers tentatively at first, before --growing bolder-- his tongue flicked against lips, her teeth. Zero's arms came up around her and pulled her tighter against him, and he appreciated the feel of the firm swell of her breasts against his skin. There was an even bigger urge to rip the clothes right off her.

Zero --somewhat hesitantly-- pulled away from the kiss for a moment, and looked into the girl's eyes. "Whatever this is we're getting into-- I hope this isn't strictly a no name thing..." Zero said, laughing softly. "I'd like to know whose name to trace for a few other 'rounds' or so."
 
Valerie returned the kiss with heated passion, one of her hands slipping into his hair as he held her tightly against him, a flick of her own tongue against his, enticing him.

He pulled away and she pressed a smaller, gentler kiss against his lips, a flirty little gesture as she watched him curiously. "Bed. We're getting into bed." She half answered, an attempt to steer him there-if he went along with such a thing, he'd be walking backwards towards it before she pushed him lightly, climbing into his lap, a knee on either side of his hips, her hands on his shoulders. She wasn't wearing panties, and she felt deliciously naughty for it as she kissed him again, the heat of it making her forget just how cold she had been moments before.

"Names..." She murmured against his lips-a kiss to his jaw, his neck-her lips whispering against his skin. "Just be glad I'm not wearing my mask."

Oh my.
 
Zero let the girl push him back to the bed. He felt the delicious heat of her against him as she straddled his lap. The brush of her lips against his neck was maddening as she whispered.

His hands moved, dropping to hike the hem of her dress up. Zero's fingers drifted along the warm skin of her waist, his hands grasped the firm cheeks of her ass as he pulled her even tighter against her. His erection strained hard at the tightly spun fabric of his suit, wanting, needing.

Zero's mouth chased the girl's, engaged it in a hungry kiss. He felt her tongue meet his, teasing. He pulled away with a gasp, bit playfully at her lower lip as one of his hands rose to take a handful of her hair. Zero tugged, gently insistent, tilting the girl's head back. His mouth strung kisses down the girl's neck, biting teasingly once in a while as he lay down on the bed. The girl was light, on top of him-- Zero could see himself thrusting hard into her as he lifted her up against a wall, but that was for later.

Once more, Zero's lips moved up to the girl's in a lustful kiss. This time he rolled over, his weight pressing her down onto the soft cushion. His hand in her hair drifted downward, found the zip and tugged it down, loosening the dress. Rather than do anything about it, Zero drew back, his lips immediately lining the girl's inner thigh with kisses, licks and bites.

Zero's hands slipped around her waist, pulling the hem of her dress higher and higher until he bared her sex to the moon's light, while his mouth drifted closer and closer to it...
 
He certainly wasn't a slouch-she shivered when he nipped at her skin, a pretty sigh of building arousal as he laid back, her chest pressed into his muscled one, meeting his kiss with searing heat, her hands on either side of his face as he rolled them, undoing the dress' zipper so that the silk fabric was loose against her soft skin.

She propped herself on her elbows as he moved lower, the dress slipping to reveal the curve of her smaller breasts, the rosy tips of her pebbled nipples.

Pink, bare lips-and a tattoo. A small one on her hip just at the edge of that V of her legs, a little red heart with the words "Carpe Noctem" on either side, a spin on the Latin "Seize the day" for "Seize the night." It was simple, charming-cute.
 
Zero laughed softly as he watched the girl raise herself, her dress falling. He lovely breasts screamed for attention, but Zero held himself back. He wanted --needed-- to have her over the edge... To have her beg and moan and scream for him. He noticed the tattoo and kissed it. His mouth lingered there, the tip of his tongue tracing the shape of it for a while, then sucking the small bit of skin and nipping at it.

As he did, Zero slid one hand between the girl's legs, teasing the lips of her sex with featherlight touches. He pushed the tip of his forefinger inside, began to thrust in and out with just that in a slow, steady rhythm --his hand bent so that the heel of his palm brushed against her clit with each thrust.

Zero's mouth moved lower now, his hot breath touching her core --the wonderful scent of her arousal filling his lungs. A long, slow lick... Then two... Then once more, before inching his hand away. As he pushed his forefinger halfway deeper in, Zero carefully flicked his tongue at the girl's clit before catching it in his mouth and gently sucking at it to the rhythm of his thrusting finger...
 
Valerie sucked in a deep breath as he kissed her tattoo, her kitty already a little wet from the thrill of being -naughty-, of tugging her rival into bed like some kind of slinky spy. She found herself back on the bed with a gasp when he slipped a finger inside her, Valerie tight, slick-and very, very responsive as she arched her back slightly, ground her hips into his palm, drawing heated breaths through her parted lips.

Oh jeeeeez-she felt his lips move, his breath-he wasn't.

He -was-!

Valerie squeaked as the sensation rocked through her, a near motion to move away from him, her delicate fingers threading through his hair as if to stop him-when he caught her clit and worked the most -delicious- dark, sinful magic upon her body.

Never one to keep quiet, (other than sneaking around, that was), Valerie sang, she pleaded, she uttered mindless, insensible sounds that could not be interpreted. Those slick inner muscles tightened around his single digit as he pushed her dangerously close to the edge, her pants colored with feminine, pleasured little sounds of distress.
 
But God! All the girl's mewling was turning Zero on even more. He loved the way she reacted to his mouth moving on her-- her attempt to deny him, then giving in.

Zero reached under her with his free hand, lifting her hips off the bed. Letting her clit free he moved his mouth over her sex, giving a few tentative licks, before plunging the tip of his tongue inside along with his finger. He began to eat the girl out in earnest, enjoying the taste of her juices as he lapped them up. Zero alternated between long, lingering licks and kisses, the playful nibbling of her nether lips, and entering her with his stiffened tongue.

He decided to up the ante and test the boundaries of this adventure in the same breath. Drawing his finger out of the girl's drenched sex, Zero let the finger trace a slick trail down... Let the tip play upon the tight clenched rose... And ever so slowly began to push the finger into the girl's behind...
 
Valerie came. She couldn't help it, couldn't stop herself-face flushed, hands gripping hard in the sheets now that he had lifted her hips-her tight inner muscles spasmed as she orgasmed, hips bucking mindlessly-out of breath and panting in a matter of minutes.

"Jes-US!" The breathless word turned high pitched as he pushed into her, an instant struggle to be out of his hands, keep her helpless bottom away from him, turning on her side, turning to come close to him on all fours before popping to her knees to kiss his mouth hotly.

"Sorry champ-" She whispered breathlessly against his lips, sounding sincerely apologetic, her lips moving down his neck, his chest-her fingers sliding those tight fitting pants down his hips, lower and lower- "Haven't er, you know-"

But that wasn't to say Valerie was a selfish lover, particularly not with what she was doing -now-. That same cupid's bow blew on lightly on the tip of him before a swirl of her tongue advertised -exactly- what she intended to do before Valerie went down on him, one of her small hands slipping behind his thigh, the other playing her dexterous fingers down the length not currently being pleasured with her tongue and lips.

She had always hated blow jobs, hadn't given one since the same college boyfriend-but now the idea seemed -hot-, naughty, forbidden. Besides-this man deserved compensation.
 
Zero grinned as the girl came, enjoying the way she lost control. He was surprised when his finger's intrusion led her to move away. Before he could do or say anything about it, she quickly followed up with a fiery kiss and apologized on her own.

Zero imagined how she would react when confronted with the fact that she came when he'd penetrated her there, but let it go. He started to reply, "It's no big thing," but he was only at the second word when he realized the girl had other plans... Her hands moved, pulling down what remained of his suit... Her soft lips marking a beeline of kisses ever lower...

He groaned as he felt those lips touch the head of his hardness, the warm tongue he'd tasted earlier flicking now against it. Her fingers played on what of him wasn't inside her, a wonderful pressure that teased of better ones to come. Zero's hands moved, as of their own, one running its fingers through her soft curls while the other gently gripped her shoulder. The girl was a bit rough going about it --whether deliberately or from lack of experience, he didn't know-- but the roughness added a bit of animalistic appeal to the act.

Zero had long ago been made to believe that sex and thievery were similar in one respect: that one could go about it with finesse or force. The girl's attentions were so close to convincing him to favor force. He wanted to pull the girl's head down onto him... Thrust himself further into the warmth of her mouth... Zero was too far gone to realize he'd started to shudder... His body anticipating release... His hand tightened around a fistful of her hair as his gave a ragged gasp, "Fuck!"
 
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Valerie swallowed, and swallowed, and -swallowed- as he came, pulling back with a last lick to his member before she coughed a slight, hiccuping cough-wiping her lips with her fingertips as she sat back on her calves, an interesting, erotic picture of innocence and sex appeal with her dress bunched up around her middle and on her thighs, breasts rising and falling with her pants, pretty neckline on display for him.

Her darkened eyes slid to his, that bad girl grin. Was he still up for this?
 
Zero fell back on his elbows, slightly weak after that orgasm. He was far from over though, and that last flick of the girl's tongue on him as she'd pulled back was enough to get him half-ready again.

He stared at her-- the naughty grin was a challenge, her image of playfulness and lust a siren song. The rise and fall of her breasts as she took in shallow, racing breaths was hypnotic.

Going on fours, Zero crawled up to her, his mouth fixing against her neck as he hungrily kissed the sweat-salted skin, moving up, up to explore those luscious lips once more, trapping them in a burning kiss as he pushed her slowly but insistently down onto the bed. He towered above her, braced by his elbows and knees. His cock was only a few strokes short of ready now, and the feel of its head brushing against the feverish skin of her inner thigh was making short work of that lack.

He adjusted, one hand moving onto her hip to pin it to the sheets. The other onto her side, high, so that the thumb rested against the secret skin of her breast's underside...

Breaking away from the kiss, Zero's mouth flicked once more along her neck, heading down this time. A momentary pause at her collarbone as he sucked... Bit hard --an inch of pain to temper the pleasure... He knew it would bruise by the time the sun rose.

Lower now, his tongue flicked along the cleft between her breasts --a staggered rhythm of quick flicks and long, loving laps. Zero could only hold back so long to ignore the warm skin brushing against his cheeks as he kissed her chest. His head turned, mouth working wantonly against one firm breast... Kissing... Licking... Another slow bite...

Zero moved further, taking a nipple in his mouth... Sucking hungrily at it before taking the hard nub of flesh between his teeth and teasing it slowly with the tip of his tongue...

Zero was hard now... His hips unconsciously grinding against the girl's, his shaft hard, hot and throbbing against her thigh. Holding back made it all the more thrilling...
 
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"Oh-" Valerie liked to be kissed, she liked to be touched, she was utterly unashamed of herself for it as she eagerly kissed him back, the petite beauty guided back into the bed, her hands tracing the muscles of his back, his arms, his shoulders as if she were trying to see him through her fingertips, a shift of her hips when he brushed against her thigh...

Only to be pinned to the sheets, his mouth roaming down, a moan from Valerie as he sucked at her collarbone-one that shifted in pitch when he bit down. Her skin was on fire. -She- was on fire, forgetting all about the pick up, the theft, her pseudo job in the office, her grand, hilarious charade as Mollie Perkins or whoever-consumed with his -lips-, arching and mewling beneath him.

Fingers in his hair fisted as the fingernails against his shoulder dug in slightly, distressed, needy little noises tumbling from her lips, knees attempting to lock him to her, escape the hold he had on her hip so she could grind back into him full of want and lust as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge- it was torture. Absolute torture.

"Please-" She plead, begged him, close to madness. The prideful cat didn't get fed, after all.
 
That voice of hers, sweet, begging, was all the provocation he needed.

Zero gave one hard, final nip at her breast, then moved up over the girl. The tip of his hardness nestled against the wet folds of her pussy. The hand at her side rose, grabbing a fistful of her curls. He tugged at that handful of hair, forcefully, locking his eyes with hers.

"Look at me," he gasped, voice heavy with lust. "Look at me."

A ragged gasp escaped his half-parted lips as he thrust hard into her. Zero pushed all the way in and ground his hips against hers-- letting her feel every inch of him inside her while he relished the little flutterings of her inner muscles against him.

Slowly --almost too slowly for his tastes-- he drew himself out, groaned at her body's tightness begging him to stay in. When nothing but the head of his cock remained inside her, he started.

It was a slowly rising tempo of hard, steady thrusts. Zero breathed heavily, body shaking, as he pushed all the way inside the girl again and again. The playful tenderness of the past few moments was gone. He was an animal now: rough, hungry, needing. Her warmth and her softness, her cries and whimpers and his hunger reflecting in her own lust-filled eyes-- all of these were feeding that beast inside him. Zero lost himself in a haze of sweat and sex.

The hand around on her hip shifted, slipped under her waist. With a grunt of exertion he lifted her hips off the bed, changed the angle of his entry. Zero groaned, panted at the new sensation-- it felt as though his cock dragged through her insides with every push. "Oh, fuck.... FUCK!!!"

He tugged hard at her hair again. As his hips quickened their pace, his mouth latched onto the flushed skin of her neck-- kissed, licked, bit. He wanted more... Wanted to come inside her... Wanted her to come... Wanted to indulge in everything her body had to offer... Wanted to take it at his leisure...
 
Valerie's eyes snapped to his, slightly widened, wholly aroused-and then slightly pained when he thrust so hard into her-a squeak issuing from her lips before she melted with a moan, those tight inner muscles barely accommodating him, struggling to grind her hips back.

He was big. He was really big.

And he was taking her -hard-, making her feel every inch, every thrust-her nails dug into his back as he fucked her, small, almost frenzied kisses to his jaw, his neck, his shoulder-little anxious noises with each thrust before she couldn't keep herself from crying out each thrust, the pain and the pleasure all driving her slightly -mad-.

"Yes, yes, yes-" He shifted, released her hip-and Valerie thrust -back- into him, matching his pace before he lifted her slightly, changing how he was entering her-and she lost herself to a whirl of wordless utterances and cries of pleasure, her hands fisting against his back, becoming claws that dragged across the muscles-trying to -hold onto- something as he ravaged her, pushed her a little too hard and too forcefully towards the brink-those slick inner muscles tightening almost painfully around him before- Valerie orgasmed with the same force as his thrusts, biting into his shoulder to muffle the scream.
 
In the midst of the roughness, Zero'd pressed his forehead against her, eyes blazing as he stared into hers. As she gasped, he panted. The air between them was thick and hot with arousal and need. Her nails digging into his back sparking that heady mix of pleasure and pain that very nearly made him come-- but not yet... Not yet.

He laughed as she came, felt her teeth dig into the meat of his shoulder. As her inner muscles rippled and strained against him, Zero continued thrusting --she was so tight now it hurt a bit. He gasped into her ear as she filled every second of her orgasm with continued sensation.

Zero felt the girl settle a bit, basking in that quiet glow after a good cum. He dialed down himself... Easing until the only motions were the rise and fall of their chests as they breathed, the gentle flutter of her insides and him --still throbbing and rampant.

Zero found her lips, kissed her lovingly, then pulled away with a bite to her lower lip as he continued to trace her jaw and her neck with his mouth, his teeth, his tongue. Moving lower, he continued his attentions to her breasts even as his hands moved to her hips, steadying them again.

His hips began to move again, slowly this time, gently, letting the girl catch her breath. Zero's thrusts drenched his hard cock with her juices as he drove halfway in and pulled out to just his head in her in short strokes --a reminder of what had gone before and what was yet to come.

Zero knew, subconsciously, he was in danger of overdoing it. He was barely conscious of what he was doing anymore. He only knew he wanted her --ALL of her... Wanted her to beg him to take it...
 
The kiss was met with almost grateful tenderness, the thief coming to her dazzled senses. "Valerie." She breathed as she slowly came to her senses, settled from her orgasmic high as his lips traveled-a small shift of her hips, a gasp at the realization that he was still -hard-.

Almost as soon as she thought it, he thrust into her again-slower this time, not as deep, not as hard. She moaned beneath him, fluttering weakened kegals, trying to match his rhythm. (Reaally short post, sorries!)
 
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