Lingering gazes. Small touches. He used any excuse to brush his hand against your skin. Passing you in the hallway, conviently needing a glass just when you stood infront the shelf.
He tried to tell himself its nothing. He tried to tell himself he didnt want you. Keep you at arms lenght. But he couldnt deny it anylonger when he found himself in his room, stroking his cock at the thought of you. Cursing under his breath as he squeezed himself tighter, his hand picking up its pace with you on his mind. How sweetly you say his name, your gorgeous eyes. It had him close already just thinking about how good you'd feel wrapped around him, squirming, moaning his name while he thrusts into you rough enough to make the headboard slam into the wall. For you to scream his name as you cum on his hard cock.
Pre-cum dribbling down his shaft as he reluctantly came to a stop. He needed you. Badly. Tugging himself back into his pants, he stood up with a gruff sigh. Heading to your room.
Knocking on the wood impatiently, hoping to rouse you from sleep.
As you opened the door, he looked disheveled. Pupils blown, dark with desire. Breath laboured. "Darlin" he growled softly, waiting no longer to step closer.
Before you could have asked him what he's doing here so late, his calloused hands already laid themselves on your hips, his mouth latching onto yours. "Need ya" he grumbled against your lips.
You nodded, his desire infectious. Looking at you like your something divine, hands roaming your sides, moving to squeeze the flesh of your ass so desperatly, the tent in his pants straing. A little wet spot forming at the front from how much he was leaking from the earlier denied orgasm and you right infront of him.
His lips latched onto your neck, sucking marks into your skin while he started to lead you backwards towards your bed. "Fuck i can smell ya, darlin'. Already gettin' wet for me?"
The heady scent of you stiring something in you, a tingle rushing down your spine and igninting sparks of arousal within you. "Lo... please" you mewled.
He cursed under his breath, shoving you down on the matress. His hands gliding under your shirt, squeezing your soft breasts, fondling your perking nipples as his mouth kept kissing down your body. Nearing the hem of your pants. "Tell me you want this, love. Need to hear ya say it."
Mind fogged with desire, pussy wet and aching for his touch, his teeth taking the elastic band of your pajama pants inbetween, pulling at it. "Please, i need you, so bad please Lo"
Thats all he needed to hear. Pulling his hands off your breasts to drag your pants down and off your legs, too impatient to drag your panties down, licking at you through the fabric, groaning at your scent right there. Hands grabbing at your thighs, spreading you open. Your moans and whines only encouraging him, lapping at your clit thru the wet fabric.
Only when he got too needy did he tear them clean off of you, the gasp that left your lips met with a smirk. He develed in like a starving dog, licking a bold stripe up your pussy. Growling at the taste of you. "Fuck, so wet for me, all for me, tell me who you belong to my sweet, fuck"
He couldnt stop, hearing you confirm it, he lapped at you. Tounge circling your clit as he pushed a single digit into your awaiting hole. Pumping it in at the pace of his tounge. Sucking harshly at your clit as he adds another, rutting his hips against the mattress.
Scissoring his fingers into you as he licked and sucked at your clit, audibly slurping you up. "Fuck baby i cant hold back anylonger" he had to pry himself off your sweet pussy regardless. He could have stayed there between your legs for hours, but he would have almost come from your sounds and the taste alone.
Fidgeting with his pants as he free'd himself, eager to sink himself into you. The tip at first, stretching you despite the fingering he did, wetting his thumb before moving to draw tight circles on your clit as he slowly fed you more and more until he groaned as he bottomed out. Setting a slow pace at first, until he felt you spasm around him.
He was a mess, moaning and groaning praises. "Fuck you feel so good, so wet and warm you're perfect darlin' so so good for me"
Picking up the pace, rutting into you hard as he sped the rubbing of your clit up with his thrusts. "Fuck baby, fuck need ya to cum on me, come on pretty girl, do it for me, cum for me baby please" he almost whined.
And when you did come, squeezing him so delicously, he followed close after, spurting thick ropes deep into you, whining your name, his claws slipping out between his knuckles as he did.
It took him a moment to notice, retracting them as he laid beside you, not pulling out yet as he pulled you closer. Pressing kisses to your skin. "Fuck baby" he nuzzled you a little. "I love you... so perfect for me darlin'."
He holds you a little longer, waiting for you to catch your breath, before continuing. But for now, he just wants to hold you, worship you a little longer.