Post by Lydia G. Van Helsing on Aug 13, 2016 3:19:54 GMT
ORIGINAL
Wrapping her legs around his waist as he lifted her with little to no effort at all, Lydia whimpered against his lips as he pushed her up against the wall. It may have only been temporary, but right then, in that very moment, every single one of their problems just seemed to disappear. She didn’t want to think about the divorce or what had happened between them back then; she just wanted to think about what was happening between them right then and there.
Lydia would have been happy to have him take her right then and there, so it was a good thing at least one of them had the sense to remember that their teenaged daughter was sleeping right in the next room. Holding him tightly as he pulled her away from the wall and carried her up the stairs, Lydia further exposed her neck to him, moaning softly as he nipped at her flesh. Her hand pushed its way through his hair and she could still taste him upon her lips.
He tasted just as she remembered, making her feel as if no time had passed at all between that moment and the last time they’d made love. The last time they had done so, she’d been pregnant with the boys… God, it had been awful after they split, lying in bed, cold and alone without him there to feel the movements of their babies with her. She was still lonely without him at night, honestly. Rolling over and finding another man next to her was like dumping a bucket of ice water over her head and waking up alone was just as bad. What she wanted was to wake up next to him.
The need to remove his clothes was overwhelming, the heat of arousal spreading over her like a wildfire. Pushing off his already unbuttoned vest as they reached her bedroom, Lydia proceeded to untucking and unbuttoning his shirt. She was swift in pushing that off of him as well before tugging his gray undershirt over his head. Without a care for where his clothes landed, Lydia let her hands wander his broad chest, re-experiencing the familiarity of his body. She could remember the first time they’d had sex so vividly and even though they had been so young, there wasn’t an ounce of regret in her. Lydia had a lot of regrets with Aiden, but loving him and bearing his children wasn’t one of them.
Reclaiming his lips for a brief moment, Lydia tugged at his lower lip with her teeth, more than ready to surrender herself over to him. She’d been dreaming of this night for too long… that’s all she needed. Just one night of sex with him to help her move on and get over him. That’s what this was… one last night to satiate her heart.
Only that was never going to happen. She would never be able to get over him and, if anything, this night would only make it worse. Not that she cared right then anyway. She wanted him buried within her too badly, her very core throbbing for the pleasure that only he could bring her.
Kissing along his jawline, Lydia then gently nipped at his earlobe, softly tugging on it with her teeth. ”Fuck, I’m so wet for you,” she breathed in his ear. She wasn’t lying either. Sometimes just looking at him was enough to open the floodgates, so being in physical contact with him only intensified her arousal. Her panties were soaked with the evidence of her desire for him and feeling his hardened cock pressing against her did little to help. She needed him inside of her, pushing her toward the brink of oblivion and filling her with a hot load of his cum. Nothing had ever turned her on more than him releasing into her.
”I want you to fuck me so badly, Aiden,” she admitted, her back arching against him and her body pressing against his even as she pulled back to look into those amazing blue eyes of his. Taking his face in her hands, she stroked his stubbly beard with her thumb, momentarily biting her own lower lip with anticipation, her green eyes blazing with passion. ”I need you as deep inside of me as you can go and I want you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.” She wouldn’t be satisfied until he was balls deep in her, giving her everything he had. If they were going t do this, it needed to be worth it… though it always was with him. Always.
Wrapping her legs around his waist as he lifted her with little to no effort at all, Lydia whimpered against his lips as he pushed her up against the wall. It may have only been temporary, but right then, in that very moment, every single one of their problems just seemed to disappear. She didn’t want to think about the divorce or what had happened between them back then; she just wanted to think about what was happening between them right then and there.
Lydia would have been happy to have him take her right then and there, so it was a good thing at least one of them had the sense to remember that their teenaged daughter was sleeping right in the next room. Holding him tightly as he pulled her away from the wall and carried her up the stairs, Lydia further exposed her neck to him, moaning softly as he nipped at her flesh. Her hand pushed its way through his hair and she could still taste him upon her lips.
He tasted just as she remembered, making her feel as if no time had passed at all between that moment and the last time they’d made love. The last time they had done so, she’d been pregnant with the boys… God, it had been awful after they split, lying in bed, cold and alone without him there to feel the movements of their babies with her. She was still lonely without him at night, honestly. Rolling over and finding another man next to her was like dumping a bucket of ice water over her head and waking up alone was just as bad. What she wanted was to wake up next to him.
The need to remove his clothes was overwhelming, the heat of arousal spreading over her like a wildfire. Pushing off his already unbuttoned vest as they reached her bedroom, Lydia proceeded to untucking and unbuttoning his shirt. She was swift in pushing that off of him as well before tugging his gray undershirt over his head. Without a care for where his clothes landed, Lydia let her hands wander his broad chest, re-experiencing the familiarity of his body. She could remember the first time they’d had sex so vividly and even though they had been so young, there wasn’t an ounce of regret in her. Lydia had a lot of regrets with Aiden, but loving him and bearing his children wasn’t one of them.
Reclaiming his lips for a brief moment, Lydia tugged at his lower lip with her teeth, more than ready to surrender herself over to him. She’d been dreaming of this night for too long… that’s all she needed. Just one night of sex with him to help her move on and get over him. That’s what this was… one last night to satiate her heart.
Only that was never going to happen. She would never be able to get over him and, if anything, this night would only make it worse. Not that she cared right then anyway. She wanted him buried within her too badly, her very core throbbing for the pleasure that only he could bring her.
Kissing along his jawline, Lydia then gently nipped at his earlobe, softly tugging on it with her teeth. ”Fuck, I’m so wet for you,” she breathed in his ear. She wasn’t lying either. Sometimes just looking at him was enough to open the floodgates, so being in physical contact with him only intensified her arousal. Her panties were soaked with the evidence of her desire for him and feeling his hardened cock pressing against her did little to help. She needed him inside of her, pushing her toward the brink of oblivion and filling her with a hot load of his cum. Nothing had ever turned her on more than him releasing into her.
”I want you to fuck me so badly, Aiden,” she admitted, her back arching against him and her body pressing against his even as she pulled back to look into those amazing blue eyes of his. Taking his face in her hands, she stroked his stubbly beard with her thumb, momentarily biting her own lower lip with anticipation, her green eyes blazing with passion. ”I need you as deep inside of me as you can go and I want you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.” She wouldn’t be satisfied until he was balls deep in her, giving her everything he had. If they were going t do this, it needed to be worth it… though it always was with him. Always.
