Klaroline imagine - rainy day at home
-laying on the sofa, Caroline is browsing Netflix, klaus is trailing one hand down her long legs. The other has been around her shoulders holding one of her breast under her shirt for a while -he does love it when she wears no bra - the goosebumps that rise on her legs have him remembering where else he can be touching to give her shivers - he starts trailing his other hand up to grope her braless breast, lowers her tank top to play with them without any restriction. The barely there touches have her shivering and her nipples turning into hard peaks - Caroline has paused looking through Netflix, after all this would be much more entertaining - he lowers his mouth to her ear " I want to bend you over and fuck you to the Rhythm of the rain, love" - before she can form an answer, he's flashed her to the side of the sofa ripped those tiny sinful little shorts and is kneeling down behind her taking one long lick and tasting her -he's taken off his shorts and is now stroking himself to her moans, her taste, her little whimpers she lets out when he hits that spot that makes her bend her knees more -she gets a slap on her round perky ass to remember she needs to straighten her legs -he can feel her getting closer but he wants to feel her come on him, he needs to feel it -he stands, aligns himself to her entrance, and enters her slowly -he feels her stretching to let him in, she's so wet so warm, it's heaven. It's home. -he listens to the rain outside and follows the rhythm, there's no rush so he goes slow. Drip, thrust, drip, thrust, drip, thrust thrust. -she's so wet and warm and he can feel her tighting she's close once again - he starts pounding harder, after all the rain is getting harder -he adjusts her, brings her knees onto the arm of the sofa, and fuck she's even tighter in this position - one hand he has on her hip and the other he's brought to her hair to pull and give her that little jolt of pain she likes just before she comes -his thrust start getting faster and faster -her moans are louder, the only thing caroline can really let out is groans, oh fuck, and klauuus -she grips him like a vice and he can feel her tighting, a rush of wetness on his dick so he let's go, groaning and biting her shoulder -He can hear Caroline giggling against the pillow under her. "What is it, love?" She looks up at him with wide eyes and a smirk -"you were so off rhythm, maybe you should sit back down and let me show you what rhythm is"