It was somehow impossible for Rohan to completely wrap his mind around the fact that this was real, that he wasn’t imagining or dreaming this up. However it was true, real. His reality was right there between the love of his life’s legs, her moans, the movement of her body, her taste on his tongue and his fingers deep inside of her. She was once again his, and he couldn’t help but pray it was for more than just tonight. More than just the multiple orgasms he was certain he’d be providing her. More than just the love he planned to make to her until neither of them could stand it anymore. More than every kiss he would be placing upon her flawless body, against her soft warm skin that he missed more than he even knew how to express. And much more than the alcohol still coursing through her fragile veins. He needed it to mean more than a drunken hook up, was desperate to be more than just some guy she cheated on her punk of a boyfriend with. The breathy whimpers leaving her had his already hard cock throbbing with need, eyes staying up on the blonde as he continued to slowly drive his fingers deep inside of her, the wetness coating his fingers nearly dripping from them already. The words she spoke caused his fingers to crook slightly, his lips parting as he inhaled sharply, focused on not only trying to get every moan and cry out he could, but also on her every word. She needed him. And god, he needed her. A small grunt left him, eyelids fluttering as she tugged at his hair, his fingers following the movement of her hips before he was slowly removing them, only for his hands to move back to her hips. “Anything for you,” he found himself whispering, pressing a final kiss against her clit, lips brushing along it only to stand straight again. Letting his forehead rest against hers, his arms wrapped around her slim waist and effortlessly he was lifting her from the counter. Staying put for just a moment, he tilted his head until his lips brushed with hers, placing a soft kiss against them just before he was careful maneuvering them through his small studio and seating himself on the edge of his bed, allowing her to straddle his lap. “I missed you way too much,” the male mumbled against her lips, hands sliding up her sides, fingertips tracing along the soft skin covering her ribs as he gave her lower lip a small nip, a gentle tug following. Allowing his hands to move around her body, he carefully cupped each of her breasts, giving a gentle squeeze before his thumbs were tracing along her hardening nipples. “Show me how bad you need me baby,” he whispered, pulling back enough to stare up at the goddess above him. “Make me really feel it, okay? Then I’ll fuck you like I know you need.” Licking his lips as he gave her nipples each a small tug with his thumb and forefinger, her finally dropped his hands to the bed, eyes not leaving her.
Maya was a mess. She was completely and utterly wrecked for him and it was impossible for her to ever think of anything or anyone beyond Rohan. It was as though all the time they had spent together, all the moments and emotions she had been suppressing had come gushing out all at once. Her heart could barely contain itself as it thumped rapidly against her chest. Rohan was everything she’d ever wanted and a big part of her always regretted that the whispers and gossip by her friends had caused her to pull away. But now she was in Rohan’s arms and she’d never felt so settled and so content in her life, it was a gushing feeling that had her winded. Maya whimpered at the feel of his lips against her clit, feeling completely vulnerable. A small relieved sigh left her lips when she stood up right, her own arms immediately coming around his neck and she could barely contain herself as she leaned in to kiss him desperately as he lifted her up off the counter. What he had intended to be a soft fleeting kiss had be turned into a desperate, frantic kiss that had the little air she had in her chest, knocked out. It was frantic in the way she couldn’t contain herself, unable to hold back with months of longing and missing to catch up on. “I missed you too, so much Ro” She almost sobbed against his lips, body bare and vulnerable only for him. It was only Rohan who knew how her body worked, what touch could have her most responsive. The way his hands skated up her sides had her whole body shivering, moan leaving her lips at the tug of his teeth. Maya dropped her head back once he cupped her boobs, thumb working over her pebbled nub eliciting a loud whine from her lips. Her hips shifted forward, arousal pooling down to her stomach instantly. At his words, Maya nodded desperately, watching as he laid back. She didn’t hesitate to shift off of his lap enough to pull his pants down so she could release his hardened length. It’d been a long time since she could do this, her time with Jason often skipping foreplay altogether. Maya took a deep breath as she settled between his legs, hands gripping his base tight as she began to jerk him off. Her tongue followed suit, up along his length. She circled his slit with the tip of her tongue as her fist worked faster along his length, lapping up at the precum that’d pooled at the top. Maya glanced up at him as she closed her mouth over his head, hand working diligently as she sucked shallowly, her free hand moving to cup his balls gently, rolling them in her hands.








