“I thought I told you to wait for me…” Charlie sulked, whispering into his ear as she ran her nails down his abdomen “And you still call me naughty…
“I left the most important thing for you, I promise.
“It's good that you left anyway. “ Charlie complained, finally releasing him, “ Because I'm ready to go.
Even though he knew before he even turned around that she was definitely going to be dressed to tease him, Morgan still snarled as she craned her neck and realized what she was wearing. Or rather, she wasn't using it. It was clear enough that there was nothing to cover her body except one of the antique aprons that belonged to him, which Charlie had taken care to tighten as tightly as possible in the back, molding it to her curves almost like a second skin. The plastic-textured garment only covered a few fingers below her crotch, leaving her bare legs on display, as well as much of her hips and the sides of her waist and her breasts, which were exposed that I will take care of absolutely everything.
" You, better than anyone, know that I'm not the type to give up..." she looked away several times between his lips and his eyes, confident " Besides, I don't think it's fair that you're the only one in control, after I've already gone to so much trouble to get us here. So…” she murmured absently, lining up the apron straps so that the peaks of her breasts, already hardened beneath the fabric, were almost completely exposed “If anyone here needs to give up, it should be you.
“And let you cook alone at the risk of setting my kitchen on fire? No thanks. “ he smiled, going back to pretending they were just talking about cooking, but he stayed exactly where he was, pressing his hips even more against hers as he opened the small cabinet over the sink, where he kept his spices “ Let's see what that i can use...
Taking an inordinately long time with that false choice, he continued that sweet torture with her, waiting until she couldn't seem to take it any longer before finally, as discreetly as possible, sliding one hand down to his pants and pulling them down, letting me naked cock fit her, as he knew they both wanted. When their exposed skin touched, Charlie gasped, but he remained quiet, picking up each pot of spice individually and examining it at length before putting it back down, as if nothing ever seemed to satisfy him enough.
And, in fact, only one thing could satisfy him at that moment.
“What are you looking for anyway? she huffed suddenly, absolutely frustrated, making him chuckle.
“ I'm a little undecided on what seasoning to use in the salad, that's all. “ he explained, even though he knew that she knew very well what the truth was.
" Well, then let me help..." she murmured and, in the next instant, she stood on tiptoe, causing his member to end up moving and reaching the space of her entrance in a precise way, being perfectly fitted between hers. thighs " Maybe this way you can make up your mind...
“ Yes... Good idea... " he moved his lips against the nape of her neck, in an indirect kiss " I love how you're always ready to give me what I need...
“Don't be so cocky. “I'm doing this more for myself than you, because I'm starting to get impatient. Now, you better hold me... "Saying that, she took his hands from hers and made him touch her waist, exactly where her skin was uncovered" I'll need to stand on my toes and I might end up falling.
“ Yeah, we don't want you to get hurt, do we? “He growled, holding her hips firmly so that her cock head was flush against her clit, making her moan “Don't be afraid, I'm here with you.
“No, Morgan…” she snarled and, from that angle, he could just get the impression that one saw a big smirk forming on her face, as she had turned her face towards the closet again “It's me who is here with you.
With that sentence, she went back to standing on tiptoe, holding onto the cupboard as she absently ran her hands through the spice jars, choosing one very sporadically as she began to move against it. Biting his lip to the point of pain, Morgan tried to contain a moan as he sank his fingers into the flesh of her hip and began to meet her movements, making the full length of his cock, nestled perfectly beneath her aroused opening. , in a short time he was completely moistened by her juices, as if in an invitation for him to change his position a little and enter her at once. However, he knew he couldn't do that. Not just because he wouldn't allow Charlie to lose his virginity over a sink, but also because neither of them had truly surrendered yet.
That is, they were still at war.
So, keeping still as if nothing much was happening between them in that kitchen, Morgan continued to move against her slowly, prolonging that sweet torture of feeling her sweet entrance pulse and flow over him, her soft flesh caressing him as he went. he thrust forward, rubbing the tip of his cock repeatedly against her clit. However, as this continued and he began to realize that he might not be able to resist for long, Morgan switched positions, moving his cock, damp from her cream, and fitting it all at once into the slit of her ass, in the same position. where they had been earlier.
" Some problem? he asked her as he heard her gasp, proud of himself for managing to keep his voice so serene.
" I thought you were going to drop me..." was the excuse she used, swallowing hard, still not turning to him, but clearly holding the frame of the closet more firmly, with as if he was bracing himself for what was to come "You better hold on to me tighter...
“Does that make you feel safer? “ Smiling wickedly, he ran his hands down her back before slipping them inside the fabric of her apron, cupping her breasts firmly.
“Yes…” her voice shook, apparently doing her best to contain a moan “That's much better…
After that, neither of them seemed able to concentrate enough to speak, as Charlie, still on tiptoe, tilted her hips towards him, giving him full access to thrust against her, managing to move easily between her flesh. soft, because of the juices with which she herself had coated it. Fighting the urge to nibble on her shoulder, Morgan just tucked his chin into the crook of her neck, cupping her breasts and twisting her nipples firmly so he could move forward with ever-increasing speed as he felt the exquisite pain of orgasm start to build inside him.
However, it was Charlie who climaxed before him, starting to shudder in her arms so that he had to hold her in place to keep her from falling. However, still, he was able to brush the hair out of her face and pull her neck back a little, wanting to watch every second of the spectacle that was the expressions she made as she came. And it was exactly watching her that, when Charlie seemed to be starting to recover from his orgasm, that he allowed his own to break free, moving away a little so that he could spread the whitish jets all over her ass, until the last drop had come out.
In silence, the two remained in that position for a moment, glued to each other, while they struggled to catch their breath. Finally, once her feet were back on the ground and her face completely flushed, Charlie cleared her throat and turned to face him, clearly struggling to keep her expression and tone of voice as casual as possible.
“Well, I think I'll stick with that one. “She casually held out a pot of thyme he hadn't even realized she'd picked up“ And… Huh…” she stopped, when her voice shook a little and she seemed to be forced to press her thighs together, completely damp from your orgasm.
“Do you have anything to say to me, Mrs. Sullivan? “ he urged her.
“No, Mr. Foster. “ she shook her head, haughty “ And you? It would have?"
" Yes of course. “ he smiled, making the defiant expression become delighted for a moment, even if it didn't last long, when he amended in the next sentence “ I want to say that I really appreciate your help, but dinner is almost ready. Why don't you sit down and relax a bit? “He smiled at her angry face, gently stroking her cheek. “You must be tired after all that effort."