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Teresa
She knew that the kiss was impulsive and probably a mistake, but when his lips pressed back into hers, Teresa was aware of the raw desire that had awoken in her. Their date had been amazing, and she had found Vance not only fun to be with and charming but also full of life.
There was something about him that compelled her, something that made her take the first step. She was aware that it went against the rules she set for herself and was just as surprised as he was when she kissed him.
“Teresa, I—” Vance muttered when they parted from their second, hungrier kiss.
“Do you want to come up?”
The question slipped from her lips before she could stop it, but in spite of that, she did not regret it. She wanted him, badly. She wanted to spend the night with him. Screw the consequences; she could worry about that later.
His response was prompt. Throwing caution to the wind, Vance took her in his arms again and kissed her hungrily. His lips were soft and tasted like coffee and whiskey, and he sent shivers down her spine when he gently bit her lip. With one hand, she reached for the keys in her pocket and, somehow, managed to open the door with Vance still kissing her.
They clumsily got to the elevator, and once they were inside, and Teresa had pressed number five, Vance trapped her against one of its walls. She could feel his whole body moving with his deep breaths as he pressed against her. Their mouths were still locked in a kiss, their tongues battling for control – licking, biting, and brushing against each other.
“Vance...” she whispered in his mouth. She felt his smile against her lips, and when one of his hands abandoned the back of her head to caress her side, she tried not to moan.
She was trembling with desire. It had been a long time since she had been with someone and, until now, Teresa couldn’t recall a time when she had needed anyone as badly as she needed Vance.
The elevator stopped and, trying to straighten themselves out, they reached the door. Vance followed her, and she felt his hungry eyes on her body while she opened the door.
When they got into the apartment and closed the door behind them, she turned around to face him. She dropped her purse and jacket on the floor and pushed Vance against the door, trapping him against her body.
“I like a woman who can lead.” Vance growled in her ear. She smiled and placed a kiss on his neck. If he wanted leading, he would have it.
Little by little, she drew a line of small bites and wet kisses along his neck and jawline, while her hands unbuttoned his shirt. She ran her hands down his naked chest once the piece of clothing hit the floor, feeling his well-toned chest and muscles.
The trail of kisses started to go down, and she placed them on his chest, his arms, his abs... until she was kneeling in front of him. She brushed her fingers against the zip of the jeans and could feel his pulsing manhood, already hard. She slipped one finger on the waistline of his pants and played a bit with his hair before looking up, smiling lewdly.
Vance had his eyes fixed on her, hypnotized, and she did not look away while her hands worked on the zip of the pants. Painfully slowly, she unzipped them and pulled his jeans and boxers down, where he fought briefly to remove his shoes and toss them aside. Vance was wonderfully naked in front of her, and she resumed her caresses.
Teresa started kissing his belly again, her tongue swirling around in delicious patterns, while her hands stroked his body from his legs up. Vance groaned when her mouth stopped at the base of his manhood, and her hands grabbed it.
With a sudden movement, he got a hold of her head, grabbing Teresa by her hair, but he did not push her in any direction, and she felt her heart jump inside her chest. Even in that situation, he was giving her full control. Slowly at first, she started moving her hands up and down in an alluring, almost rhythmic motion.
Vance grabbed her hair tighter against him, and his legs gave away slightly when Teresa replaced her hands with her mouth, following the tortuous slow rhythm she had imposed. She went down on him, and he let out an involuntary moan when he felt her mouth around his hardness. Her tongue caressed his tip, and her hands played with his base, making him go crazy with desire. He grunted her name with passion.
“Good God, Teresa, you are driving me crazy...” He groaned in a low voice. His fingers twitched in her hair, dying to push her deeper, and she increased the pace a bit.
While her mouth was busy, her hands went on caressing him, until they reached his buttocks and grabbed them, hard, deepening his reach.
“Bloody hell, Tess... If you go on... I swear, Tess...” he mumbled on. She knew what would happen and didn’t want to finish that early, so she stopped and pulled away, getting back on her feet while Vance groaned with the sudden absence of her mouth.
“Now it’s my turn,” he whispered in her ear, and his husky voice promised it would be a great night. His lips were on hers once again, nibbling them eagerly. His hands traveled lightly through her body, touching every curve of skin they could, feeling her, caressing her... He was making her feel like she was in heaven, and she wanted more.
Stumbling around, they left the entrance to her bedroom, and Teresa moaned into the kiss when she fell on her bed with Vance astride on top of her, fully naked.
His lips traveled from her mouth to her neck, and his hands slipped under her skirt, as he motioned for her to remove her dress. She did so with a fast movement and threw it to the other side of the room, her eyes locked on Vance the whole time. He was looking at her as if she was some kind of goddess, half-naked under him, and she trembled under the intensity of his gaze.
Teresa had never felt so desired. He looked at her breasts, large and perky, and started to kiss them over the lingerie. He also traced hot wet kisses on her collarbone, her neck, and her Grim Rebels tattoo that occupied a good part of her shoulder. Vance removed her bra in one swift movement and groaned when he saw her already hard nipples. He looked her in the eyes before kissing them, playing with them with the tip of his tongue, and she moaned with pleasure.
While his mouth was busy on her breasts, his hands traveled along her naked body, leaving her skin burning wherever he touched. His fingers brushed over her panties and traced circles over the soft fabric, teasing her. Teresa moved her hips, trying to increase the touch, and Vance chuckled. His hands went back to her breasts and started playing with them, caressing and pinching her nipples, while his mouth started kissing the rest of her body, drawing a clear path that went south.
“Jesus Christ, Vance...” She gasped, clinging to the bed.
Vance did not rush, and when he got to her panties, he kissed her over the fabric before he quickly removed them. Finally, Teresa lay fully naked on her bed, and Vance raked his eyes down her body, full of desire, as if he was looking at the sweetest dessert in the world.
Slowly, he started kissing her belly and went further down. He took a detour and kissed and licked her groins, and when he finally arrived at his destination, she was already wet. Vance licked her, savoring the taste of her, and Teresa moaned when she felt his tongue playing with her clit. All the sensations he was making her feel rushed through her body like electricity every time he moved his mouth – licking, kissing, and lightly biting her.
On impulse, she grabbed him by his head, her fingers tangling in his hair, keeping him in place. His pace was slow, and she moved her hips to deepen the sensation, trying to increase the rhythm. His tongue ran over her entrance and when he introduced one of his fingers she had to bite her lips.
His mouth abandoned her entrance and let his hand take over, so he went up and kissed her again. She moaned into the kiss and moved her hips, deepening the touch. His thumb played with her clit while she moved along his finger. If just his finger could make her feel like that... She was more than ready to go all the way with him.
“I want you now, Vance. I want you inside of me, right now, please,” she whispered in his ear.
Vance removed his hand from her and grabbed the rubber she had gotten from one of the drawers of her nightstand. When he had put it safely on and was about to enter her, Teresa smiled at him mischievously.
She pulled him onto the bed, flipped over, and sat astride him. Teresa sat on his cock, putting it all inside of her in one movement, and Vance grabbed her hips with both hands in shock and ecstasy.
She screamed with pleasure when she felt him inside of her, and she started riding him with a passion she had never felt before. She moaned loudly, watching her breasts bounce with each movement she made. He moved his hips accordingly, deepening his reach, increasing the rhythm.
One of his hands abandoned her hips and went to her bouncing breasts, caressing her nipples until they reached her neck and Vance pulled her down, still moving inside of her.
“Teresa, kiss me.” He grunted. “I want to do you while you kiss me, Tess.” He almost begged the words.
Teresa smiled before attacking his lips, both hands at the sides of his head. He grabbed both her hips again to keep control of the rhythmic thrusts, and she kissed him viciously, moaning inside his mouth every time his penis went deeper still.
She was wet and tight, and he felt enormous inside of her. He was in deep, and she felt he was getting to her very soul with each movement of his hips. The rhythm soon increased, for both wanted to feel more and more from each other. Passion and haste took over their senses, overloading their systems.
Teresa moved her hips frantically, trying to feel more of him, and she felt the spasm coming, tensing her thighs before she felt the known sensation of the orgasm overflowing her. She arched her back, breaking the kiss, and screamed with pleasure as Vance kept on moving inside of her.
“Jesus Christ, Vance. Yes, oh yes, Vance, I’m, I’m...!”
She couldn’t say anything else before she noticed Vance tensing under her when he reached his limit. She collapsed on top of his chest, and they were both panting.
“That was...” Vance said between breaths.
“Amazing,” Teresa finished for him.
And it sure had been. She had never connected so much with a guy before. Every inch of her body throbbed with desire, and her heart was racing.
“What a night, huh?” he asked, looking her in the eyes as he stroked her hair, tucking a few strands behind her ear.
“And it has just begun,” Teresa promised.