Tags: f!courier, boone, het, completed Summary: Boone wants sexytimes with f!courier.
“Damn it, Six, this is going to be over before we get started if you don't stop.”
“Hmmm?”
He pushed her hips back a fraction; she hadn't realized she was still grinding against him until she felt the loss of contact. As she tried to put her scattered thoughts back together, he stripped off her shirt and panties, leaving her bare before him.
He fumbled with his belt, hands suddenly shaking.
“Here,” she said, “Let me.”
He took a long breath as she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and slid the offending articles of clothing off his hips. His erection bobbed in front of her face; it was exactly how she pictured it, big and thick and did she mention big? She could feel it stretching her and it wasn't even inside her yet.
She tried to encircle it with her hand, but she couldn't make her fingers touch. She felt the vein pulsing, racing, throbbing as she took him in her mouth (as she tried to). He tasted salty, tangy---male, and she was disappointed she couldn’t get more of him in her mouth. He groaned as she sucked on the head, hips rocking.
He stopped her after a few moments. His cock pulled out of her mouth with a satisfying, wet pop.
“Like I said, this is going to be over pretty damn quickly if you don't stop.”
“But I don't want to stop,” she said, grinning.
“I just really want to be inside you,” he said.
There was that sweet ache again---making her brain sort of hiccup mid thought. It didn't help matters the way he parted her folds and slid a finger up along her slit. She was already wet for him; she could see the wisdom behind forgoing a little foreplay for the main event. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to feel him now.
“What are you waiting for then?” she asked.
“Don't you want me to eat you out first?” he asked.
She tilted her head. That was an enticing thought. Boone's face buried between her legs, his tongue delving in and out of her or maybe pulsing at her clit while his fingers did naughty, naughty things to her---she wanted that reality but she wanted his cock inside her more.
“Next time?” she asked.
He smiled that smile again, the one that melted her insides. He angled the head of his cock, still slick wither her saliva, toward her; he rubbed it between her folds and when it made contact with her clit, she felt her eyes just about roll back in her head. He repeated the action a few more times---until she was ready to knock him back on his ass and take charge.
And then in one excruciatingly slow motion, he pushed inside. Oh wow. Oh fucking wow. She'd known it was going to be a tight fit, but this was something else. She felt the vein pulsing in his dick, the fucking vein in his fucking dick, as he slid in as far as anyone had ever been and then a good three inches farther. She held her breath as he held his position.
Just when she thought she'd accepted the massive intrusion, he moved. Oh sweet mother of fuck! She arched as he thrust, somehow tightening around him. Her fingers slipped between them. It felt amazing, but her clit was going to need some attention.
“Show me how,” he said, his breath ragged.
He slid a hand over hers as she circled the tiny bundle of nerves, and when she let him take over, she showed him how hard to press to get just the right---oh! A shiver rippled through her body, her toes curling.
She pulled his mouth down onto hers as he quickened his pace. She tried to hold on, to make it last, but the motion of his cock inside her and his fingers teasing her clit was too much for any woman to resist. For the first time in her life, Six came first, her body quivering as the rush swept over her. The force of it all left her a liquified mass of goo when Boone finished several seconds later.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her off the desk, as he stumbled backwards to the bed. They didn't even bother with the blankets; they just sort of rolled together in a tangle of arms and legs. It was a warm evening and the others wouldn't be back tonight.
“Love you,” Boone said, his voice muffled against her shoulder.
“I love you too,” she said, snuggling closer, “I wish you'd told me sooner. We could have been fucking the whole time.”
Re: Booned! 2/2
Summary: Boone wants sexytimes with f!courier.
“Damn it, Six, this is going to be over before we get started if you don't stop.”
“Hmmm?”
He pushed her hips back a fraction; she hadn't realized she was still grinding against him until she felt the loss of contact. As she tried to put her scattered thoughts back together, he stripped off her shirt and panties, leaving her bare before him.
He fumbled with his belt, hands suddenly shaking.
“Here,” she said, “Let me.”
He took a long breath as she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and slid the offending articles of clothing off his hips. His erection bobbed in front of her face; it was exactly how she pictured it, big and thick and did she mention big? She could feel it stretching her and it wasn't even inside her yet.
She tried to encircle it with her hand, but she couldn't make her fingers touch. She felt the vein pulsing, racing, throbbing as she took him in her mouth (as she tried to). He tasted salty, tangy---male, and she was disappointed she couldn’t get more of him in her mouth. He groaned as she sucked on the head, hips rocking.
He stopped her after a few moments. His cock pulled out of her mouth with a satisfying, wet pop.
“Like I said, this is going to be over pretty damn quickly if you don't stop.”
“But I don't want to stop,” she said, grinning.
“I just really want to be inside you,” he said.
There was that sweet ache again---making her brain sort of hiccup mid thought. It didn't help matters the way he parted her folds and slid a finger up along her slit. She was already wet for him; she could see the wisdom behind forgoing a little foreplay for the main event. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to feel him now.
“What are you waiting for then?” she asked.
“Don't you want me to eat you out first?” he asked.
She tilted her head. That was an enticing thought. Boone's face buried between her legs, his tongue delving in and out of her or maybe pulsing at her clit while his fingers did naughty, naughty things to her---she wanted that reality but she wanted his cock inside her more.
“Next time?” she asked.
He smiled that smile again, the one that melted her insides. He angled the head of his cock, still slick wither her saliva, toward her; he rubbed it between her folds and when it made contact with her clit, she felt her eyes just about roll back in her head. He repeated the action a few more times---until she was ready to knock him back on his ass and take charge.
And then in one excruciatingly slow motion, he pushed inside. Oh wow. Oh fucking wow. She'd known it was going to be a tight fit, but this was something else. She felt the vein pulsing in his dick, the fucking vein in his fucking dick, as he slid in as far as anyone had ever been and then a good three inches farther. She held her breath as he held his position.
Just when she thought she'd accepted the massive intrusion, he moved. Oh sweet mother of fuck! She arched as he thrust, somehow tightening around him. Her fingers slipped between them. It felt amazing, but her clit was going to need some attention.
“Show me how,” he said, his breath ragged.
He slid a hand over hers as she circled the tiny bundle of nerves, and when she let him take over, she showed him how hard to press to get just the right---oh! A shiver rippled through her body, her toes curling.
She pulled his mouth down onto hers as he quickened his pace. She tried to hold on, to make it last, but the motion of his cock inside her and his fingers teasing her clit was too much for any woman to resist. For the first time in her life, Six came first, her body quivering as the rush swept over her. The force of it all left her a liquified mass of goo when Boone finished several seconds later.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her off the desk, as he stumbled backwards to the bed. They didn't even bother with the blankets; they just sort of rolled together in a tangle of arms and legs. It was a warm evening and the others wouldn't be back tonight.
“Love you,” Boone said, his voice muffled against her shoulder.
“I love you too,” she said, snuggling closer, “I wish you'd told me sooner. We could have been fucking the whole time.”