Title: Where ever you go, there you are
Series: 8th Ave. Flat
Genre(s): Modern romance
Where ever you go, there you are
Jeremy sat up on his knees, licking Robin’s juices from his lips. She stretched out in front of him, smiling blissfully and arching her back, spreading her legs wider in invitation. He sat still, taking in the curve of her hips and the gentle mound in between where her pubic hair glistened, wet and inviting. She kept herself trimmed and Jeremy loved the dark, furred V between her legs that spoke to him of womanly, adult sex. He reached down and petted her.
“Hey, you.” Robin slurred up at him, thrusting her hips up at him.
“You are so fucking beautiful like this.”
“You mean, fucked out?”
He grinned. “Oh, you aren’t there yet.”
“Promises, promises…Oh!” Robin laughed as Jeremy bent down over her, pressing his knees up under her thighs to lift her hips up. He grabbed his cock and stroked it a couple of times as he paused to smell and lick her neck. Jeremy did not know what it was about smelling his lover that had always turned him on, but Robin at least humored him whenever he got off target. This time, though, he sucked at her skin as he lined himself up then pushed his dick into her so slowly she started bucking under him impatiently.
She was sopping wet from her own orgasms and he slid in easily, shifting his knees out wider to sink in lower. He pushed up on his elbows and looked at Robin under him, around him and with him, and began thrusting in and out of her steadily, finally losing himself into his own instincts because he knew without any doubts where he was. Love, he thought as he began thrusting into her slowly, was where he belonged.