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Raven stood looking at the clothes, hand pushing one hanger aside, looking at the next dress. Sol was taking her out tonight, dancing. Date night and she wanted to look really nice for him. So… red? She looked at the silver dress, knew it showed off her breast to the best, barely covering her nipples. Maybe not the best for dancing, so… she pushed it aside, shifting on her feet, the silk stockings rubbing between her thighs where the stockings ended, the garter belt over her nude lace panties, the matching push up bra.



She looked at the next short dress- a ivory one that might be more… his hand landed on her ass. She smiled as he rub her ass, cupped her as her own hands on the clothing stop moving. “Sol…” His finger worked up under the edge, moved over her hip, then back as he step in closer to her back. When he took the finger downward, crossing over her wetness and she moaned, her hands clinging to the clothing. “Sol” she said, wanting more, so much more.



He removed his finger, turning his hand so his thumb was up. He slide his hand between her thighs, hand flat to her thighs, and she squeezed her legs tight, knowing she was growing wet. He moved his hand saw like, his thumb rubbing her wet lace. “God Sol” she whispered, head thrown back on his shoulder. She bite her lip as he kept brushing up, lifting his hand up, putting pressure on her wet crotch. “Bend over.” He order her. His hands at her hips, stepping back, as she bent over. “Mmmm… I want you wetter.” He said to her. She looked over her shoulder as he cupped her ass with both hands, then let her go. She stood and watch him raise his hand back, slapping her ass.



She let out a scream, her hands moving to the clothing in front of her, grabbing. She was soaking wet and primed. “Sol…” she was slap again, and she felt the cum drip down between her legs as she climaxed again. His hand plow into her hair, she was tug around, pushed down on her knees. She faced his crotch, the dress pants he wore tented. “Suck it off Raven.” He order her. She unbuckled his belt, unbutton and lower the zipper with care.



She took his cock inside her mouth as her hands pushed his clothing down, letting them drop to the floor. God she loved giving him a blow job. She sucked him, his skin tasting and smelling like his bath soap. She worked her tongue around his hardness, lapping at his tip as she pulled his skin back with her hand. She bared his tip to her teeth, sucking, using her hand to clamp tight on his cock. “Yes Raven… like that.” He grunted out, his hand in her hair still, showing her he wanted to fuck her mouth. She held still as he thrust his hips, in and out of her mouth, her eyes lifting to look at him as he watched her tits bounce, her lips… he started to grunt and she sucked harder, her mouth making a ‘pop’ noise as he pulled her off, his hand stroking his cum to exploded on her breast.



He leaned back on the center dresser unit, weak. She watched, loving this look on him, of rest, peace. He rub his hair with one hand, his other on the dresser. He looked down to find her playing with his bloody cum, stroking her tits with wet hands. She sat on her knees and he grunted, his hand moving out of his hand to take his limp dick in hand. She licked her lips, looking up at him the whole time. She still wanted fucked, and for that she needed him hard again.



She ran her cum covered hands along the mounds of her breast, the bra soaked. She finger her had nipples, pinching them and let out a moan. She worked her hands down over her breast, her flat stomach to open her legs a little to take them between her thighs. She open her legs a little more, showing him how she was rubbing her crotch. She moaned as her body … he grab her hair, pulling her up sharply. She was pushed against the dresser, the lace covering her ass rip, torn. Then she was turned, picked up. “Put me inside Raven.” She did, and he slam home.



She screamed out “SOL!” and wrap her legs around his back, ankles locked, the heels of her strap on 4 inch digging into his back. His strong hold at her hips picked her up, drop her back down on his cock. She threw her head back, her body loving the force he used. Her hips squeezed, bruised. But she dug her nails into his back, into the back of his neck, knowing it would raise his desire. He moved, shoved her against the cabinet doors of the aroma that was built in. Thumping sounds, the wood taking the blunt of his thrust just as much as her body was. She held on, unable to do anything else but feel when he took her this way. Kisses, bite on her lip, her teeth at his jaw, his shoulder. “Fuck Sol…. God don’t stop.” “Yes…yes…fuck.” She tighten her arms around his shoulder, her body peaking as she squirted.



He thrust her hips against the wooden doors, holding her in place as he pistol into her, his grunts louder then the sound of the wood being banged. Her scream joined his grunts, his body laying against her, holding them up. She smiled as it was always like this, a peace and pleasure unlike any she had known before him. He step back, lifting her a little to slip out, then pulled at her calves to release. She released him, her body unable to hold herself up as he walked away from her as she landed on the floor. God- how can he walk? She felt like every muscle in her body had melted.



Water, the shower. She laid, stroking her waist, slowly unhooking the garter belt, rolling off her hose, unbuckle her shoes and removed them. She stroke her legs as she did, enjoying how she felt after such great sex. The bra was removed as she sat up, her nipples still hard. If history had anything to go by her body will be tender for hours after that kind of hard sex. The water turning off had her standing slowly and walking out of the closet. He stood in front of the double vanity, drying his hair with a towel. He stop her as she walked by, kissing her softly, his hand travel down over her back, across her ass.



She took her shower, washing off his cum. She found him in bed waiting for her, the fireplace burning. “Guess date night is off?” She asked, happy to climb into bed with him. He kissed her, pulling her under him, a hand to her breast. “Do you mind?” “No, never.” He smiled and kissed her softly, then started to work downward. His teeth nibbled on her breast, the nipples finally being sucked. She pulled at his hair, opening her legs to make a place for him to settle into. “Sol…” Then he moved lower, his teeth racking her stomach, his tongue flicked into her belly button. “Oh…yes… god yes.” She said as he went lower.



Her body was still primed up, still feeling the pleasure, aftermath of the pounding her gave her. Now he spent what felt like a hour on her with his tongue, lips, teeth. He used his finger to fuck her, bringing her to a slow built climax. She pulled at the sheets, the pillows pushed aside, her heels digging into the mattress as he made her cum again and again in soft waves.



Then he flip her over, pushed her hips up as he moved his knees outside of her own bent legs and enter her with a hard deep thrust. “GOD!” she screamed, the doggie style stroking the walls he had teased with his tongue, fingers… she pushed back onto him, looking back over her shoulder to see his hand land on her ass, pinching her. She moaned, the pain sharpen the pleasure even more. His strong hand landed on her back and she lower her chest to the bed, knowing he liked her in this position. She spread her arms outward to the side. Half a hour later he grip both her upper arms, lifted her so she was sitting on his cock. He thrust upward, her tits swaying as he held her there, his grunts starting at the same time she hushed, her mind gone, the pleasure too much to handle. She was limp in his arms but he did not care- he only cared about his release now.



He landed on her, his own body satisfied for the night. He pulled out of her wetness and rolled away, laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling as the fire cracked and popped. He should of taken her out but he really just wanted sex, to give his body the release it needed. He looked over at Raven, her body still. He turned back to watching the fire play on the room’s ceiling. She came back slowly, her body stiff. She moved her legs into a more relaxing position, looking to the side to see Sol. She pulled herself toward him and his arm came to pull her close, holding her to his side. “It never gets old- between us.” She said, stroking his chest, her leg crossing over his thighs.



“No, it seems to only get better.” He said, kissing her softly. They laid there and listen to the fire, small kisses on his chest given by her. “I can take you out Sunday, maybe a movie?” She smiled up at him. “I am happy as long as I am with you Sol. I just want to spend any free time you have not working, or dealing with the Prince, or the thousand other things you do- I am happy as long as we spend that time with me. If nothing else just in bed, making love.” He rolled, pulling her into the sleep position that he preferred.

She was tucked into his chest, anchored by his arm to him, hand cupping her breast. “I feel the same Raven. Some days I just want to stay home, with you. Like tonight.” They kissed and she stroke his jawline. “Sleep my love, the sun is rising.” “Love you.” He said so easy now, as she did in return. “I love you too.” He slept and she felt the awareness leave his body. She stroke his arm at her chest, yawned and joined him in sleep.