"Mornin' beautiful," Lance murmured and Whip blushed, whispering back to him. Lance's hand moved in lazy circles over her back and Whip pressed closer to him. She was still reeling from the previous night's events, but she sure wasn't going to complain. Tentatively, she trailed her fingers across his chest, tracing the outline of his muscular frame. Seeing the goosebumps raise on his skin, Whip's touch got more daring and she skimmed down his stomach, tickling the fine hairs to where they disappeared under the sheet. Before she could explore further, Lance grabbed hold of her hand.
"If you go any further, I won't be able to stop myself," Lance warned.
"Who says I'd want you to stop," Whip was surprised at the huskiness of her own voice. She had no idea she could be so flirtatious. The look on Lance's face showed his surprise as well. He let go of her hand and it continued it's exploration, pushing the sheet down inch by inch. The fine dusting of hairs became coarser and darker as the sheet moved down. Lance was amazed at Whip's boldness and he lay there, completely still, letting her touch him, though it killed him inside not to touch her back. Lance felt the cool air caress his skin as the sheet went below his hips and down past his thighs. He closed his eyes, sighing before opening them again.
When she had finally pushed the sheet down far enough, Whip could see that Lance was already aroused and she looked at him curiously. Lance watched her perusal of him and jumped when she first touched him. Whip's fingers lightly ran down the length of him and her eyes widened when she heard him suck in a sharp breath. Lance waited patiently until she began again, this time, her fingers growing bolder. Whip ran her hand over him, from top to bottom before wrapping her hand around him and squeezing gently. Lance's hips twitched and Whip watched with interest. She'd never done this before and she was enjoying just looking and touching wherever she wanted. What she enjoyed the most though was that her touching him could bring such interesting reactions from him. In fact, Whip decided to get even bolder and she tentatively flicked out her tongue, tasting the tip. Lance sucked in another harsh breath and his hand once again moved across her bare back, caressing her skin.
Completely intent on her task now, Whip gave him one last flick of her tongue before taking him in her mouth. She let her lips slide over him, taking him in as far as she could before slowly coming back up.
"Aah...God, baby" Lance's voice was strained, urging Whip on. She increased the suction of her mouth and moved up and down his length, slow at first, then faster. Lance's moans spurred her on until he had to pull her up. He was breathing hard and tiny beads of sweat had popped out on his forehead. Whip reached up, touching his bottom lip with her finger and he kissed it before pulling it inside his mouth and sucking gently. His warm tongue caressed her finger, massaging it. Whip pulled her finger back and replaced it with her mouth, delving into his, flicking his tongue with her own and tracing the line of his teeth and the roof of his mouth. Lance kissed her back, sucking on her tongue and nibbling on her bottom lip. He moved over her and looked directly into her eyes. The green in his had darkened to where they were almost black. Lance dipped his head down and kissed her neck, flicking his tongue out every so often.
Whip moaned and arched her body up toward his, feeling him chuckle against her stomach. Lance positioned himself and slid into her in one smooth motion. She was already wet and her warm recesses caressed him as he started to move. Whip's thrusts soon matched his own and it wasn't long before they were both nearing oblivion. Whip's hand reached up to curl around the back of Lance's neck and pull him down to her. She captured his lips with hers and her other hand clutched his arm as his thrust became more powerful. Breaking away, Whip moaned again as the warmth spread throughout her again, taking over and sending her to new heights. Lance thrust twice more and cried out, biting his bottom lip. Unable to hold himself up anymore, he collapsed on top of Whip, wrapping his arms around her. They lay like that until their breathing returned to normal and they were able to move again. Whip opened her eyes to find Lance looking at her again. He ran a finger down the side of her face.
"God, baby......what you do to me," The corners of Whip's mouth turned up into a smile. Just as she was opening her mouth to say something, someone knocked on the door.
"Lance?.......Whip?" Came a muffled voice and Lance quickly sat up and grabbed his jeans, yanking them on. Leaving them unbuttoned, he padded over the door and opened it a crack. JC was standing outside the door, looking embarassed and shuffling his feet.
"Uh....Lance," JC was flustered and Lance chuckled at his friend's obvious discomfort, "We gotta leave in about an hour. Just thought you should know."
"Alright Jayce," Lance replied, "Just gimme a few and I'll get my stuff." With that, JC nodded and hurried down the hallway. Lance shook his head and shut the door again. When he turned back, Whip was sitting up in bed, the sheet covering her. He wanted nothing more than to crawl back in there with her, but he knew that they needed to go.
"I gotta go get my stuff ready," Lance said, walking toward the bed again, "I will definitely see you tonight though." The mischievious look in his eyes caused Whip to giggle.
"Mmmmmm.......can't wait for that," Whip let the sheet drop, revealing her breasts as she reached up and pulled Lance in for another kiss. After a few seconds Lance pulled back, grinning.
"I'd be most appreciative if you'd wear exactly what you're wearing now." Whip's eyes widened and her mouth formed an O.
"Lance!! You're bad!� She smacked him on the arm and Lance chuckled, rubbing his arm.
"You love me bad though," he leaned closer and growled in her ear, "Don'tcha baby." Whip shivered as his voice sent electricity through her whole body. He kissed her once again and grabbing his shoes and shirt, opened the door. Giving her one last smile and a slow wink, he shut it behind him and Whip lay back on the bed, smiling to herself. Yes, she thought to herself, I definitely can't wait till tonight. Whip allowed herself a few more minutes of laying there, relishing the afterglow and then forced herself to get up and get ready. She had a long day ahead of her and she smiled thinking about the long night afterwards.