30 Minute Roundup Challenge 5/08/05

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Be Very Very Quiet-buckaroo (NC17)

 

 

Jarrod was sneaking up the back stairs, intent on keeping his presence quiet.  If this was going to work he was going to have to be stealthy.  He tried to recall all his experience in Hide n’ Seek as he climbed the creaky steps.  A small voice drifted up from the kitchen, “PAPA!!! Where are you?”

 

He startled at the closeness and reached down to remove his shoes.  In bare feet, he tiptoed higher, glancing right and left as he darted across the hall. Opening the door, he slipped inside and stood with his ear against it, hoping to have outmaneuvered his followers. 

 

The last thing he expected were the hands that slipped around his waist and the warm breath in his ear. “There is no escape Mr. Barkley.”

 

Jumping at the touch, he turned and slumped into the door, breathing loudly after being startled.  With a finger to his lips, he whispered, “Please!”

 

Hands roamed his chest, slipping in between the buttons to tease his skin, “Please what, Counselor?”

 

His breath hitched and his eyes darkened, forgetting what he was doing in this room in the first place.  As the fingers unfastened first one button, then a second it no longer mattered why, he had a whole new plan now.  Hands darted out and grabbed the offender, pulling her tightly to his chest. “Hello baby.”

 

Burying his head in her neck, he nuzzled her soft skin, kissing and sucking until she was moaning under his touch. His head shot up and froze, listening carefully.  Returning to the task at hand he muttered under his breath, “Shh, not so loud.”

 

A gasp escaped her as she tried to ask, “What are you hiding from, dear?”

 

“The minions. They are everywhere. There is no escape.”

 

She laughed softly as he continued his assault on her neck, “You might have thought of that before you had them all.”

 

Finding the belt to her robe, he loosened it and his hands slipped inside. A groan escaped as his hands caressed her bare skin, in ever growing circles, “Oh lord, Cassy. It’s been too long.”

 

When all he got for a response was a soft moan and a nod of her head, Jarrod threw caution to the wind and reaching behind him, latched the door, his lips never leaving hers. Hands found his buttons and clasps very quickly and soon his they were naked, grinding and straining against each other as their long repressed passion built.  Dropping his hand to her lower back, he pressed lightly and lowered them both to the floor. 

 

Leaning over her, his body atop hers, he flashed a smile, “Have we done this rug yet?”

 

“Umm, no.” She flashed him a mischievous smile of her own, “No time like the present though.”

 

”I concur.”  His lips crushed to hers and tongues entwined as he rocked against her, letting her feel what she was doing to him.  The moisture that coated his aching flesh gave little doubt to her own state of arousal.  “I need you, baby!” cried Jarrod, his voice harsh and husky.

 

In one swift move, her legs wrapped around his waist and he slid into her hot core. A loud gasp came from Jarrod and he clenched his eyes tightly, hoping to hang onto his spiraling emotions. Cassy was not making it very easy as she gripped him with her inner muscles. Her voice beckoned him, “MOVE!”

 

 “Shh…Not so loud!” He pulled out until only the tip remained, and slammed forward pushing them both along the carpet.  Cassy bit her lip to keep from crying out and Jarrod was tense as he tried to hold out for her. His hips thrust into her sharply, over and over until release was all they strove for. Grabbing her shoulders for leverage, he pounded into her welcoming flesh until the quivering of her inner core signaled her release. Holding himself still until her climax passed he trembled with his own need for completion.

 

Feeling her relax in the aftermath, he leaned back on his haunches, taking her with him.  Grabbing her hips, he lifted her and slammed her back onto his pulsing shaft as he met her thrust for thrust.  As his movements became erratic and his release was imminent, she reached for his nipples and squeezed them firmly.  His eyes and mouth shot open, his hips thrust up sharply and his back arched.  The next few seconds seemed timeless as his orgasm ripped from the base of his balls and shot upward, filling her heated core.  He was almost certain he screamed, but his brain wasn’t functioning well enough to be sure.  Shuttering in the final throes of his release, he slumped to the floor and was pretty sure he heard Cassy’s laughter, “Shhh….not so loud.”