An Interesting Situation (Completed)

What seemed like hours had only been mere minutes. Natalie opened the door to find a damp, tousle-haired, blue-eyed glaring man advancing on her, his intent radiating out in a sunburst of energy. He was here for her. She shivered in expectation as he marched her straight back against a wall. Steely arms lifted her, strong hips pinned her, lips descended to within a centimeter of her lips.

“I’m here,” the drawled breath tickled over her mouth. Hayden felt her legs wrap around his waist as her arms entwined around his neck. At such close range, he could barely register the sultry look from under her lashes, but it sizzled through him. Teasingly, his tongue darted between her lips, parting them easily, his lips following a second behind to seal her to him. The satisfied moan she fed him answered the action, her mouth welcoming him in.

The kiss grew, Hayden driving her breath from her body and into his own, her little murmurs of encouragement goading him on. Hands cupped her breasts, tracing where the shirt could not hide the telltale sign of her arousal. A growl of unadulterated pleasure curled up his throat, the vibration felt against her lips. As he played with her breasts, pinching the buds, then smoothing his thumbs over them in a circular pattern, Natalie’s hips moved against his, seeking to assuage the burst of desire slicking her for his entry.

His lips slid from hers to roam across her cheek and down her neck, which tilted to give him easier access. Once he found the crook of her neck and sucked on the flesh there, he inhaled deeply. Somehow he wrested control of himself long enough to lift his head and penetrate her with a long, knowing stare, their hips moving against one another in a primal rhythm.

“Mmm,” he murmured his appreciation, bending to inhale the scent along the fragile line of her neck before pinning her with his gaze once more, “you smell good. Like sex. In fact, you smell good enough to eat.”

That statement sent fingers thrusting through his hair, forcing his head forward, to meet her open-mouthed kiss. He chuckled in satisfaction at the painful tugging of his hair as he pulled away.

“You need a shower,” He grinned, biting at her lower lip with his perfect, white teeth, “and I’m just the guy to see it’s done right.”

“Oohh…shit,” Natalie gasped as he set her feet on the floor and ripped her shirt over her head. Unable to help himself, he lowered his head, his lips closing over a tight bud and drawing in deeply. Her back arched, offering as much of herself as he could take in, the flickering of his tongue over her nipple rolling her eyes into the back of her head. A hand slithered over her belly and past the waistband of her pants to where she was slippery and very, very wet.

"Hmm,” he commented down at her as he drew himself up to his full height, a finger slipping inside her and out in slow, lazy movements, “very creamy.”

“It’s…” Natalie licked lips, watching his reactions to her words, “what’s left of you from…” she sucked in air and closed her eyes as the finger worked at the button between her legs, “earlier.”

That did it. With a swift, hard yank her pants landed around her ankles. Natalie kicked them aside, her hands scrabbling at his shirt, a button popping off at the force of her exertions. Hayden helped her divest him of his clothes, picked her up, wrapped her around him again and carried her into the bathroom.