Unwrapping The Birthday Gift

[Roma Bragg]

"Maybe?" He sounded almost insulted, as he pressed deeper into her, and it caused his fingers to rub over the spot inside her that caused her whole body to tense from the sharp almost painful feeling of his touch. Everything beginning tightening from his touch on that over sensitive place. It kept her from coming back with a sassy reply--and Roma always had a sassy reply! The lovable bitch worked well for her, but right now she could only feel what was happening to her body. Other guys had stuck their hands in her pants, but his hands were bigger, stronger, and his fingers longer--the slightly roughen pads of his fingers doing more then the softer touches of boys in school. The difference between a man and a boy--and she knew she'd ever go back!

She no longer was thinking about to pose her body to look better, or her hair, or even her expression as she reached for what she knew was coming. A soft whimper of need escaped her and she didn't even realize it was her, as she clung tightly to him, one hand on his shoulder and the other on his neck. He kissed the corner of her mouth, and Roma tilted her head to kiss him but he moved to the side. Tease! She could feel the steamy breath from him as he press his lips against her ear, "Maybe I should just stop then," She was gasping for air now, and his words brought a slightly panicked expression to her face. Had she been thinking she would have been grateful he couldn't see, but there was no thought! Only feeling!

Her body tensed, going too ridged to move, as she could only submit to his touch, before the muscles could no longer take it, and everything burst, allowing movement once again, as she feel against his chest. The after ripples of the feeling coursing through her, and with every touch it started new ones! The tips of her chest hurt from the need to have his hands or mouth on them, while the ache between her legs had only grown stronger. Pulling back so she could look at his face again, Roma kissed him once again. Pulling back she reached down to pull his hand from her, and pull it up to her lips. Making sure to hold his gaze she pulled each finger into her mouth, sucking them dry one at a time, and letting her tongue swill around his thumb in a linger tease. He had said something before, but she couldn't even think of what he had said before he'd made her come. "My turn," She had meant the words to be bolder, but the came out breathless, and softer then her taunts before.

Putting her hands on his shoulders for balance, she put one foot on the floor and swung her leg off him, before falling to her knees between his. Her fingers still trembled slightly from the climax, but she started on his pants quickly, pulling the flaps open, and tugging them down. He would need to lift his hips to allow her to pull them down, and once she got them to his ankles, she didn't both with them more--this wasn't a time to unlace boots. Sliding her hands from his knees to his center, she let them run over his little guard member before moving her head closer and sucking on the skin where it connected to his body, like she had sucked on his neck before--with her teeth grazing the skin, and then she'd lick over it to sooth the feeling. Following this pattern up, she got to the tip of him, and then leaned forward, to encase his guard between her breast, while she kissed his belly, teasing him by not taking him into her mouth.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Feeling her release pour over his hand caused a smile to form on his lips as he enjoyed the moment -- though probably not as much as her. She proceeded to withdraw her hand from where it was positioned, and slipped each of his fingers between her lips. He watched her, his eyes holding a desire in them, an arousal as his own tongue ran over his lips. The sensation of her warm, wet tongue gliding over his fingers was an incredible one. And she knew it. The way she let it linger, only made him want to do more to her. Want to make her feel more and drive that same enjoyment himself.

But once she was finish feasting on the residue of her evidence of enjoyment, she moved her hands to his shoulders, her words of it being her turn filled him with a burst of anticipation and intrigue. She moved down, positioning herself between him and once she started unfastening his pants, he slightly lifted himself up so that he could help pull them down. Her hands sliding up over him, the way her mouth moved closer to him . . . one hand gripped the edge of the chair, sharply inhaling at the almost painful action. Painful, because he needed that ease of release. But she was teasing him, and it made his grip on the chair loosen as his hand went to the back of her head instead, fingers tangling in her long locks of hair. Her lips were kissing his stomach, rather than where he needed them more.

Trying to regain some semblance of composure and control, he lowered the upper half of his body -- which only pressed his member further against the space between her breasts . . . thickening his already strong arousal. From this angle, he was able to lift her up a little, but instead of putting her back on his lap, he simultaneously turned them, so that she was seated on the edge fo the table. He was standing in front of her, moving her legs apart so that he could stand between them. "I'm not waiting for my turn," he teased her. Meaning, whether she was done or not, he had reacted. And with that, he guided himself to her, and entered her tightened muscle. He let out a heavy breath of the pleasure that came from being inside of her, and let this position remain for a few moments so that she could adjust to his size.

[Roma Bragg]

His fingers fisted in her hair, making her loos some of the control she had over her movements. Which was a pity, because the slightly salty taste of this skin tasted warm under her tongue, and she was looking forward to tasting him lower. She could feel him hot and hard against her skin, and she was dragging out the moment to taste him. Normally she was very picky over what happened to her hair, but in times like these she knew that it would make a great effect. The mixture of the flush on her cheeks and her hair falling into disarray. It made her look ravished. Like she had just rolled out of bed, and he could easily roll her back in. She loved it!

He shifted, and for a moment she wondered if he was about to drag her forward, either to push her head lower to take him into her lips or to drag her back up and hurry this along. She felt a tingle of surprise when he instead lifted her up to stand and moved them to the table. His hand moved to her thighs and pulled them apart while he stepped forward. A trickle of fear ran down her spine as he knew what was coming. Not because she didn't want this, but because she had never done this before, and while she ached to the point she hurt between her legs--she knew that it would hurt the first time.

"I'm not waiting for my turn," He told her, and gripped himself to guide into her, pushing right in! Roma's eyes widened for a moment from the pain, but the ache also burned, causing her to exhale a groan as well. Her legs moved up to wrap higher around his hips and lock behind his back as they without thought tried to keep him still for a moment to allow her to adjust to the size of him. The pain had both taken her slightly out of the heated moment and make her wetter in a contrast of emotions. Not wanting to make a big deal of the moment, her hand reached up tot he back of his head, as she pulled him down for a kiss.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

He felt her pause, unable to define what sound came out of her. Pleasure? Pain? A mix of both? Her legs wrapped around him and he just remained still, letting a few extra moments of time pass so that she could adjust and accommodate him. When she pulled him down for a kiss, he responded, coaxing her mouth open with his own as he deepened it. He waited just a little bit longer before he decided to move before the building sensation ebbed away. His movements started slow, one drawn out thrust as if to test the waters; to see how she would respond to it. He eased out of the kiss, his forehead pressed against hers as his hand went to her waist to help move her in sync with him.

He pushed into her again, another slow drawn out thrust that caused a quiet grunt from him, mixed with the pleasurable sensation of being inside of her. Lightly kissing her lips again, he pushed inside of her once more, and then again, starting to build a slow, deep, and steady movement. He was taking his time, but not dragging it out. There was a fine line between the two. And somewhere in the back of his head, he couldn't help but wonder how experienced she was in this. Then again, it wasn't any of his business. It wasn't like she was his girlfriend or would be or anything. He moved his lips to her cheek, kissing along it until he reached her neck where he gently tugged at the skin, his hips pushing forward to keep momentum of their actions.

[Roma Bragg]

Her voice came out an in gasped groan that was just short of surprised. "Oh shit!" The feelings were growing, and she she wasn't used to the intensity that having him inside her held. Her hands grasped at him, as she felt her body tightening and softening around him. Pulsing. It didn't held that he used his teeth on the side of her neck, and instead of pain she felt ripples of the pleasure from there! Roma's head feel back as she tried to pull air into her lungs, but no matter how deeply she tried it didn't feel enough. Her body was heated, flushed with blood that was pumping through her.

Her eyes bunched closed and she had to try to adjusted how he was pushing into her as the feelings started becoming too much. The feeling of each thrust a slow, almost painful feeling that made her body tighten and jerk under him. Her hands held on where they could, but didn't stay still long as she lost her ability to think about making it good for him, and could only try to reach for that feeling that built int he tight pinch between her legs. Sucking in a rather deep breath, she realized that she wasn't doing anything to make it good for him--and the hell Roma Barnes was going to be anything short of 'top 5' category. One hand moved back behind her to press into the table, so she could move her hips more in tune with him. Her other hand dropped down to cup the heavy sack between his legs, as she massaged it in her hand. She might never have been with a man before, but she had learned a few things.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Her verbal response caused a flicker of a smirk to cross his features. Perhaps it would have lingered longer, had he not been so preoccupied with their current actions. He couldn't compose himself enough to be amused nor offer a smug or witty response in return. Instead, he just focused on their actions. On the building desire, verging on that explosion of sheer ecstasy. With her hand pressed on the table, it allowed some support for his thrusts as she kept herself braced.

The moment he felt her take a hold of him, massaging him in the palm of her hands, he sharply inhaled. His lips still pressed against her neck, took hold of a bit of skin at the bottom of her neck, biting into it to stifle any further sounds of intense pleasure to involuntarily escape him. The action belatedly registering in Bellamy's mind that it could leave a mark, so all he could do was lightly suck the skin in attempt to sooth it. Each push within her began stronger, more need driven as he quickened the pace, causing her body to rapidly move along with his.

The room filled with the sounds of their bodies, breathy grunts falling from Bellamy as he no longer captured her skin between his teeth, but still nestled his head against her. One hand took hold of her breast, gripping it tightly, wanting to offer some sort of pleasure in return to what her own actions were causing to course through him. Intensifying this entire experience. He was throbbing inside of her, signaling how close he was to finding his release. Octavia may kill him for this, but it would damn well be worth it.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

It didn't take long for Roma to be pushed over the edge. Her hands moved to only be able to hold on to him, as everything tightened to a pin prick sharpness, and her body trembled under his thrusting. Her head fell back, and she tried to breathe, until it finally broke. Her vision blurred, and her body turned to jelly, and she could finally breathe in a deep breathe of air that felt cool in her heated body. Her skin felt sensitive everywhere, but even more so where he had worked over. Between her legs where he still was, on her neck where he had bit.

Roma couldn't even tell if he had found his own climax for a moment because it felt like she was floating a few inches before the world started coming back down to her. Her hands slowly loosened from his shoulders, and she feel back on the table, while her chest moved in exaggerated moments from her gasping for breath. Her skin felt hot everywhere, and the places they touched burned even more so! She let out a breathy laugh from the feeling, and reached for him to savor this moment. Wow! She wanted to feel like this every day! It was so much better then making out, or touching herself! It was . . . Yeah! It was really good!

She didn't understand why Octavia wasn't tapping this nightly, but her loss was Roma's gain! Roma was going to have to cover for Octavia all the time if it meant she could do this more often! Hot guard guardian was totes worth the effort! She was going to make him do it again and again!

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

It hadn't taken long for Bellamy to reach his own orgasm, releasing inside of her when she did, intensifying the entire experience. The final thrust brought forth a strained sound of pleasure as he erupted, the ecstasy consuming him. His shoulders relaxed, quiet, breathy pants slowly escaping him with each rise and fall of his heaving chest. His lips pressed against her skin as his head hung, remaining tucked inside of her for a few more moments.

How long, he hadn't the faintest idea. But eventually, he slowly withdrew himself, just happening to catch a glance as he pulled himself out. What he saw almost caused him to pause. The mixtured of his release, her own liquids and red drops. He showed no indication that he recognized that this was her first time, not even when he saw the proof of it. Instead, he just algined his head with hers again, his lips going to her own as he kissed her slowly, but deeply.

Letting it linger for only a few moments his lips went to her ear, pressing against it. "Got what you came here for?" He teased, speaking in a low, breathy voice, before nibbling on her earlobe. He obviously knew by now that she hadn't come just to plan a party. Maybe she just wanted to lose her virginity and that was it. Either way . . . Bellamy was glad to oblige, knowing that no commitment would stem from this. It was just two people, having fun.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

The books for full of shit. The romance books the Ark had (and Roma read VERY few) always said the Earth shifted and everything was different. Bull shit! She was feeling good enough to walk funny, but nothing had changed. She'd learned she liked boys as much as girl--maybe a bit better, but she had already thought that. He pulled out, and Roma closed her eyes as the feeling was a bit odd and she was a bit tender there (thus the walking funny). When she opened them, he was moving to kiss her, and she closed them right back. He was good at that! Kissing! This was so happening again!

When the kiss broke, she grinned, like the cat who got the bird. "Yeah," She admitted, "Though I think we might need one or two more planning meetings to make sure we get it right." She teased, not planning to give up this so soon! This was fun! This was HOT! This was happening again! "Just to make sure we've given it our best shot." Winking at him, Roma moved to test her legs, and grinned at the new feelings! Maybe something had changed! She felt tender and every time she moved there was a new little reminder that she'd been thoroughly ridden!

Looking around for a mirror she wished she could see herself right now! Her hair HAD to be a mess but she was hoping that it was sexy messy not messy messy! She could deal with one but not the other! Still grinning, she looked over at him, and reached to pull him down for another kiss. Yeah! This was SO happening again! She felt too good afterwards to wast his talents on a quickie and never go back for seconds! "Let me know next time O is going off and you want company, I could come over and see if you are really this good or if this was just a good day." Men liked challenges, and since she wasn't going to make getting her one, she wanted to make sure he saw there still was one.

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