久久综合激激的五月天

She stood between his parted legs and said, "I do not want you to consider my next words as a spontaneous declaration of love." 

"I consider nothing about you to be spontaneous," he replied smugly. "If you were we would not be talking right now." 

She held her hand out and said, "Just shut up and listen. In the last few days you have supported her without any sort of expectation whatsoever. You trained me when you did not have to, you came to all of my private training sessions and gave me pointers. On the nights when I stayed up late studying fight videos you stayed up too. You told me that I would win even before I set foot in that ring, you believed in me. " 

"I am just being a responsible. husband, you bear the title of my wife if you had lost..."

She covered his mouth with her hand because fifty percent of the time when he opened his mouth what he said served no purpose but to anger her. "I said shut up and listen." 

He nodded but her hand stayed where it was. 

"Allow me to simply say that I appreciate all that you have done for me." He had not even kissed her in the last few days, allowing her to train, study and work without putting any pressure on her. Sometimes he could be a bit of a rogue but he had curbed his roguish ways for her. It was not as if his desire for her had reduced, in fact every time he watched her train his eyes looked possessed. Not just possessed but also consumed, it both flattered and frightened her. 

This sexual tension between them had been silently building, the little touches on her body during training which made shiver, quickening the beating of her heart, the way he would look at her lips when she was speaking when they were alone, the way he would press up against her at night in bed and do nothing but breathe intensely and groan before turning away from her as if he was in pain. 

He had been holding himself back greatly to give her time to concentrate and she wanted to celebrate this victory with him in many sinful ways. 

Slowly, she bent down closer to him, "I know that you have been holding back, Esong, but I am releasing you from it. You don't have to wait anymore, no concessions no hesitation. Just me and you, taking what we need from each other." 

He heard her words and he looked into her eyes, he wondered if she was saying this because she noticed how much she affected him. Did she know that many times it had taken everything in him not to throw her down in the middle of that ring and fuck her. 

Did she know how tempting she looked when she was training in that tight little black shirt she called a vest. The darn thing was supposed to be a cloth but to him it hardly covered her shapely breasts. They were always pushed up, peaking and teasing him when his mind was supposed to be on the fight. As she breathed in and out intensely, they would follow, beckoning him to touch them with his lips. 

Did she do it deliberately because she noticed that he was always staring? And there were those moments after training when her hair cascaded down her shoulders and she laughed, it was mesmerizing. 

 "You can't take it back." he said. He was going to consume her, burn her with his touch and own her. 

She felt his hand snaking it's way around her back and he pulled her down slowly, sitting her on his laps. 

She felt her heart pounding louder as he pressed her against his chest, he had hardly done anything but her thighs were clenched tightly around his He brought his hand forth and touched her cheek slowly, running his thumb over her bottom lip. 

"If I kiss you, will you kiss me back?" he asked her in voice that was harsher than his usual one. 

"Yes." she whispered. Her eyes were closed and she licked the tip of his thumb with her tongue. "Kiss me Esong, I have been waiting for days." she told him.

His lips met hers in an inviting kiss, one that was not gentle right from the start. He was not careful, sweet or gentle, just demanding and all of the tension and desire in him that had been building up for days was poured into his kiss. His tongue swooped inside with ease and he moved in with greed and desperation, tasting her, enjoying her and loving every second of it. 

He tightened the grip of his hands around her waist and she the hold of her hands around his neck, holding on as if for dear life. Out of her mouth came a little moan and inside, he relished it, deepening his kiss and teasing her.

She wanted him desperately, he could feel it in the movement of her body, the little sounds she was making, the clenching of her thighs around him. She desired him with a depth that even she herself did not understand. But he knew, he it too well and he loved it. He would not waste time tonight, he would have her. 

Her heart pounded harder and she moved against him, his hands gripped her thighs and he lifted her up, walking them both to the bedroom. With every few steps that he took, he would pause and push her up against the wall, kissing the breath out of her until she panted. It could have been his ego but he loved to see it, to see her so out of breath, flushed and panting not because she was training but because of him. 

He laughed, excited by how much she wanted him. His hand found it's way inside of the flimsy shirt that she was wearing. Skimming their way along her rib cage, he slowly pushed his hand up until it touched the bra that covered her breasts.