Pinning her to the sink with his hips, Flynn’s hand dipped to scoop up her slight frame, lifting to perch her on the edge of the counter. Flynn kept hold of Katie by slipping a hand to her thigh, encouraging her legs to spread enough for him to position himself between her thighs. A groan escaped him at her words. “I’m planning to,” he replied, his words barely audible as his lips pressed heavy kisses against Katherine. Flynn’s hand slid up her skirt to find the material of her panties hugging at her hips and quickly tugged at the item to bring them down enough for his fingers to seek out her core. Breaking his lips from her, Flynn’s gaze locked with Katie’s as his fingertips brushed over the female’s folds. “You want me, huh?” he breathed, fingers teasing over her slowly.
It took Flynn a lot of strength not to touch her more, not to sink his fingers into her at that very moment. He was used to warming her up, whether it was by using his fingers or his tongue; he liked to pleasure her before sex but not now. Instead, his hand moved to undo his own jeans and tug the zipper down enough to delve into his boxers. Stroking his length, Flynn moved back between her thighs, his body pressing up against Katie’s as he caressed her heat with the tip of his shaft. Gripping onto her frame, Flynn plunged himself into her.
usually they were taking things slow, or at least slower than things were happening right now. it was a completely different scenario, a new experience. it wasn’t the first time they had sex on a party, but it was the first time it was looked like this. her legs spread wide open, giving him easy access. excitement growing each second as his lips kept coming back for more. this is what she needed, nothing else, no one else. when his fingertips started brushing against her folds katie exhaled loudly, the sound of the zipper going down, the familiar hand motion and then the feeling of pressure against her entrance made her completely loose it. katherine wasn’t the type to swear, during sex she wasn’t very vocal, but when he plunged himself into her a loud moan escaped her lips as well as a heavy “fuck”.
during all this time when they were meeting for sex not once they acted so rough. usually sex was focused on pleasing the other person, learning their bodies, discovering what she liked. maybe flynn was scared to break her, or scare her away with this pure wildness. this completely new experience was surprisingly everything she wanted; shyly dreaming of being taken forcefully, treated with less care. she wanted to feel dirty, like a naughty, naughty girl. it was making her feel like a woman. “oh, fuck.” she repeated herself, her walls wrapped tightly around him, causing her some pleasurable discomfort. after a few weeks of going raw she definitely grew a preference towards skipping on using a condom. it felt very intimate, very personal. her nails dug into his skin while her mouth couldn’t close. “yes, yes, yes.” truly, it was exactly what she needed.
