Richie reached for the door and pushed the button to slide the seat back, giving them a little more room, allowing Kara to settle more fully on his lap, allowing her to feel just how much he wanted her. As their mouths dueled Richie’s hands roamed finding a slice of bare skin at her lower back where her shirt had ridden up. Kara felt the jolt of his fingers on her skin and she pulled back from the kiss and scanned his face, “can we at least go inside?”
Not wanting to break the contact they had, Richie wrapped his arm around Kara’s waist and held her to him as he opened the door and got out of the car. She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the house, kissing and nibbling at his neck all the way. Reluctantly, Richie had to let her go when they got to the door and as she slid down his body he couldn’t hold back the groan. “Jesus Princess.” He opened the door and practically dragged Kara into the house. His mouth was on hers again before the door clicked shut.
Kara eased back from him, “do I get to see the house?”
Richie kissed her and took her in his arms, “you get the full tour later, right now there is only one room I want to show you.” He swung Kara up into his arms and headed up the stairs. He set her on her feet when they entered his bedroom and she wandered further not the room, trying to take it all in. The room was huge, the end wall being entirely made up of windows. It seemed as if she could reach out and touch the stars. Turning she saw the giant bed at the other end of the room.
Richie watched as Kara slowly moved around his room. He started to shift restlessly as he watched her run her fingers lightly over the comforter on the bed and he crossed the room to her, taking her hand, kissing the fingers and resting it on his chest. He wanted her and he wanted her now. His mouth found hers in a kiss that woke up every part of Kara’s body.
As Richie’s mouth was stealing her senses, his hands found the hem of her shirt and dragged it up her body. He let her mouth go long enough to pull the shirt over her head before dropping it to the floor. As Richie’s hands worked the clasp of her bra, he left a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck and across her shoulder. As her bra fell to the floor, his tongue circled the hardened rosy tip of her breast, earning him a sigh and a gasp.
Kara felt Richie’s mouth and hands move from her breasts and slide lower as he dropped to his knees in front of her; his breath a whisper across her stomach, and then stopping at her navel. The ring there intrigued him. He had always found navel piercing sexy and was surprised to find that Kara had one. He ran his tongue around it, tugged gently with his teeth and was pleased to see goose bumps rise on her flesh and feel her hand fist in his hair.
“Richie” Kara breathed out.
He looked up at her, “you like that?” He did it again, smiling to himself when he felt her hand tighten in his hair. His deft fingers made quick work of the button and zipper of her jeans, sliding them down her legs and helping her step out of them.
Richie’s gaze raked over her as he stood, “you’re beautiful princess.” She didn’t say anything, just reached out to him and pulled his mouth to hers. Her fingers worked the buttons open on his shirt and felt her small hands on his skin. Her light touch tightened his nipples into hard points and left his muscles tight. She felt his stomach tighten as her hands roamed to the button on his jeans.
Kara slid her hand slowly over the bulge in the front of his jeans, realizing then just how big he was. Can I handle him? She let the thought go and continued until Richie pushed her hand away with a growl, “princess if you don’t stop that I won’t be held responsible for my actions.” She was driving him crazy and she didn’t even know it.
With a gentle nudge he pushed her to the bed and dropped his jeans and underwear to the floor. Kara’s eyes widened at the sight of him and then she smiled up at him. “You find something amusing princess?”
She shook her head as she reached out for him, “not at all. I was just thinking how lucky I am tonight.”
Richie crawled up the bed and stopped, reaching for her panties, “how attached to these are you?”
She shrugged, “not all that, wh…?” Her reply was cut off when she felt the tug and pop at her hip.
Richie tossed the scrap of blue silk to the floor and kissed and nipped his way up Kara’s inner thighs, his tongue encountering her readiness before hitting his mark. Her warmth and sweetness drew him in, teasing, tasting her, making her writhe against him. When he slid a finger past his mouth and into her, Kara flew apart, sobbing out his name.
He pulled his mouth from her and crept up her body, holding himself over her, the head of his cock just nudging her entrance. He slid into her slowly, watching her reaction as she took every inch of him. Kara sighed out his name at the exquisite feeling of fullness he gave her. When he slid out and drove home again she arched up off the bed, her orgasm shuddering through her.
Richie held her to him, feeling her arms wrap around him and her fingers digging at his shoulders. As the tremors subsided Richie lay her down on the bed and, bringing her knees up to his hips, Richie drove into her, again and again, driving her up the edge and falling over with her.
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