fightlikehell | Hello, hello, hello.

[Tension and then some. Matt's clothes feel impossibly warm but he is not going to stop to remove everything. Not right now anyway. He exhales in a huff over her shoulder.]

Yeah?

[His ears feel like they burn a second at the request.]

You wanna hear about how hard I am because of your cunt? Ooh.

[Again he swallows because there's not enough air. And better watch it, Karen. He's just getting started. Matt moves her hair to the side and speaks low and soft into her ear. His cock is deep and concentrated, like he's taking aim at particular spots up in her body for maximum effect.]

It's so tight and sweet. I thought it was good to just--just eat you out. But now I think fucking you is so much better.

[Teeth catch on her ear.]

Yes, please? [She manages to moan against his skin. Her ass lifts up again, everything tensing before she melts against him once more.

When he speaks, Karen feels herself unconsciously leaning in toward his voice. Her mouth dropped open, and she is panting hard against his throat and ear; When he speaks, she gasps against his throat. Then she leans in to bite, and suck at the flesh where the neck meets the shoulder.]

GOD! Your cock is so fucking hard! [She cried out as she sucked against his neck.]

[The brush of hair moving from her ear, and off of her shoulder makes Karen shiver all over, and her skin breaks out into goosebumps everywhere, His voice was low, but masculine, and deep even in its softest of tones. It made Karen cry out as her hand shifted from his ass, to the back of his head. Holding his head close to her.

The way he is pounding into her is making something start to grow in the pit of her belly, and at the base of her spine. Each thrust earns him a near squeak, and a slight jump..] Oh, God...oh, please...god! Your cock is perfect.,.,.you are perfect!

[Her eyes were beginning to cross, and then they rolled back into her head as she tried to lean into him and his voice even further.

You are gonna make me cum so hard!

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[Teeth at his throat make Matt shiver right down to his toes. For a second he can't speak just continue driving into Karen's tight, wet cunt. If she wanted a hint at what feels good, that's one clear indicator aside from how hard he is moving with her.]

Cum on my dick, Karen. You've been so wet and hot. I want to feel you cum with me inside of you.

[Matt shifts to put a clutching hand close to her ass. The other he decides to slip up under her shirt. His knees buckle, trying to keep a grip because his own orgasm is building fast.]

God, you're so good.

[Feeling that shiver makes Karen smile against his throat, then she starts to roll her hips against him; rocking, and thrusting up against him. Leaning her face down into the croak of his neck, she bites, and sucks at his throat, but it is definitely much harder this time; leaving a very nice bruise on his flesh, His thrusts are so hard now, so powerful that she could feel her back hitting the wall a bit with each thrust; she loved that feeling.

Matt's words have Karen tipping over the edge, hard. It has her heart beating fast, like the gallop of a horse during a race. His words were that he wanted her to cum with him, that was fucking hot. It felt like it made her even slicker; she could hear the loud sounds of flesh hitting flesh -- hard; hearing how soaked she was just for him. Matt wants her to cum with him; oh, will she ever!

Her head lifts up, and her back slams into the wall behind her as her moans begin to go higher, and higher in pitch, and tone. Both of her hands move to his shoulders once more, fingers digging in so hard with nails, and her finger pads. The sudden hand on her ass makes her tremble from head to toe, trembling hard enough for Matt to feel it. Quickly, it all shifts down to her right leg which. starts to shake rather deeply against his side. The other hand on her breast is the catalyst that sets her completely off.

With her head tipped back so that her back was arched at a hard angle; making the top of her head press up against the wall behind her. It forces her tits up and out against him more (her tits now close to his face), her body stilling in this position for a few long moments. The orgasm starts in her toes; which curl deeply, then both legs tense, and push a bit so her hips rock up to press her cunt close against his body, and hold it there as he pounds into her. Next, her belly begins to quiver, then the muscles start to jump wildly. The breast in his hand makes her gasp hard, then it has her holding her breath for a few moments as her orgasm over takes her with wild abandon. Flushing red from head to toe, it's like he used a tuning fork on her body, and everything answered him back. Suddenly. she goes so quiet, as her body tenses from head to toe; unmoving, and unflinching.

Then it happens, she goes tumbling over the edge, hard.

Karen's internal muscles grab a hold of his cock, and clench him tight. Slowly, it all releases at once. Those muscles start to ripple, grip, and tug against his cock in rapid succession, and completely without a rhythm. Screaming hard, so hard that it hurts her throat, and it forces her head to tip back even further. Whimpering, she suddenly dropped that tense pose so that her body fell in his arms, and her pelvis rocks down against him to keep herself flush with his pelvis; Karen holds herself there against him like that as he continues to fill her up.. Gasping, and panting so heavily that she can't seem to catch her breath at all,

Leaning her head down, she speaks in a rough, hot whisper close to his ear.]

Cum inside me baby, cum hard for me. I want to feel that dick getting bigger inside this wet, hot, tight cunt. I want to feel the heat, and the way it pulses inside me as you let go. [Moving in she nips his earlobe sharply, as she is panting against his skin.]

You fucked me so hard...cum baby, cum! [She still spoke close to his ear, her tongue snaking out to lick around the edges before licking more inside of it.]

[The shiver might have stopped on the surface but it feels like it keeps going. Matt's senses are expanding, further sensitivity to touch, sound, heat and smell. The whole damn thing.

Karen's heart is a powerful drumming in rapid succession. It's no horse race but the tempo is fast enough to be the beating of hooves. His own tempo of thrusts pulling her to ride with him against the wall is a complimenting sound skin on skin. The repetition is only more exciting. How much longer can this go feeling as fucking amazing as it does?]

I can feel how close you are. Your pussy is getting tighter and tighter around me.

[The very thought that this is real, that this isn't a waking dream again makes his head spin. It's really the beautiful woman that he and Foggy saved those months ago. Her trembling body is moving so wildly on him, with him. The fabric of her shirt brushes his face and he leans to take a harsh bite be it the cotton or the tit he can't get a hold of.

Time practically slows as he witnesses her orgasm. Her body temperature has gone molten in the stillness and tension. Matt can't trust himself to keep still. Not when she has him held impossibly tight. It's like her pussy is fucking him all on its own. Only then does he force himself as deep as he'll go to grind with the erratic motions. He pulls back. Her teeth, tongue and mouth at his ear are too much to handle.]

Oh my God.

[Matt's whole body jerks and for a last time he bucks Karen hard against the wall. The remaining spasms of her body help the first pass of his cum as he moans and writhes. Flush against her there's really no way he could go deeper yet it seems like there's some unknown level of fucking they've reached like this.]

[That harsh bite to her breast has her gasp so hard that it is like an exclamation mark. It felt damn good, and she wanted him to do it again. Her body is moving at his control, and she loves it; he is thrusting into her so hard that her tits are bouncing hard with each punctuated thrust. At his words, her mouth drops open, but by then she has already begun to cum on his cock.

The effects of her orgasm don't stop as soon as she is done, the after effects continue to make this orgasm powerful still. Her body shaking hard enough that she couldn't walk on her own for the time being.

When he thrusts all the way in, through her clenching muscles, Karen lets out a little scream as she clasped at his shoulders tight. That was an intense feeling, she liked a little bit of pain with her overwhelming pleasure.

Sucking on his throat is making her very happy, he tastes so good, and it gets such a beautiful reactions from him. When he tenses, Karen smiles wildly. The moans, and his writhing capture her complete attention; now she is watching his face as he cums, and it is so beautiful to watch his face as he loses himself to their shared pleasure.]

So beautiful, such a beautiful face...I love to watch you cum. [She purred out her approval. Now with their bodies so close together that she can feel every inch of him pressing against her real tight; and she can still feel the rough, but warm, and strong hands of his roaming her body. The one on her ass has her wanting to grind on him, which she may have given into a little. Karen really wanted to milk him for every ounce of cum he had, to give, and into her willing body.

She leans in, still panting roughly, to kiss along his cheeks, and over his chin, and down over his throat as if she was worshiping him; which she was, completely.]

[Her saliva, teeth and the suction she's got around bits of his flesh give the illusion that Karen has a direct line to his heart in her mouth. Blood flows and rushes in his head and the continual dueling drum beats of their hearts are loud but nothing on her breathing or the words.

Matt leans heavily on her and in the haze he smiles. Sweat is tickling his forehead and back of his neck. He can't see her own smile but he can hear the brightness in her voice. The calm is settling into her stance and they're so close together it's like her comedown is triggering his own. He grinds right with her now using the wall more than ever because his legs feel like they'll shake.]

You-you're fantastic.

[And really it's only a start. Matt tilts his head to nuzzle against hers.]

I'm going to move. Hold on.

[He's not trusting their combined body weight with a kitchen table chair so he's going to at least the couch, it isn't so far. And he knows where it is. It's a careful walk. Very careful. Each step provides a friction between them. And Matt's grip hasn't let up. There might be indentations of his hands.]

[He is leaning really hard against her, and Karen doesn't mind it in the least. When he smiles, she smiles back with a crooked, but eager smile of her own. Karen caresses his cheek when he smiles like that.

He isn't the only one with sweat clinging to him. With her it is over her brow, between her breasts, and the back of her neck were all covered in a thin layer of perspiration. With him pressing into her like that, it's like heaven. Each grind in return makes Karen suck in a harsh breath of air.]

You are so strong, and sexy...and you make me want to ravage you every minute of every day from now on.

[The nuzzling makes her smile, as she nuzzles back; her fingers trailing along his chest, and belly in lazy patterns.

When he says he is going to move, Karen worries about having to stand on her own. Except, he is carrying her in his arms, and she feels how strong he is; God, was he a specimen. As he moves, their crotches rub together, only heightening her need for more. ]

Mm, so strong, and beautiful.

[Those soft touches are so soothing. Her body temperature is still high with his own but the light contact of her fingertips are slowly easing him into a more stable state of being. For now.

Sweat and sex are a suitable fragrance for her to wear with the usual mix of perfume and cleansers. Who knew?]

What makes you think you'd be the only one?

[His belly twitches a little at the patters. It nearly tickles. Not that he'd stop her but it pulls a chuckle from his lips. Thankfully the walk is short. Matt sits on the couch. Satisfied that she won't fall he lets his grip move up to her back along her spine.]

You're like a feather.

[Pretty, light and stimulating. He cups the back of her head to bring her mouth to his again. For the moment he's forgotten about removing his hoodie and shirt....and completely slipping off his pants with Karen's cami top.]

[She chuckled lightly at that, and smiled warmly in response to his comment.]

Well, I guess I know where you stand now too. [Her voice was light, teasing, but happy.

He isn't the only one attracted to sweat, something about the pheromones in Matt's sweat, and the way he smells when he does sweat, makes Karen want to crawl all over him,

Oh, and does she ever enjoy that her fingers tickle at his skin, and that he even can be ticked,]

Oh, really? You can give me a big head...you know that?

[As soon as he sits, and grabs her head, Karen can't help but chuckle a bit. Her head gets easily pulled from where she is to move into a kiss with him. The kiss is hungry, and sweet in return.]

Did you doubt?

[His brow furrows a little. That would mean he has making up to do. And Matt wouldn't blame her. Just hearing how he might have gone and did exactly what he feared is something he has to face.

Another kiss after the last, melting and really going deep while they're still connected. So very much together. Karen's hair is soft to the touch, responsive as he threads his fingers through to take a careful grip.]

Your head feels...about the same as when we started.

[With a few pats after he let's go. Over her crown, the side of her head, the back of her head. Matt kisses her forehead for her troubles. Oh. He finally remembers his hoodie and unzips it to shrug it off At least that much.]

[Karen chuckles with him, and smiles. She guessed she found one of Matt's tickle spots.

Then he throws in the big question, what does she say?Honesty, right? It is the cornerstone to every relationship. She just hopes that this doesn't ruin things.]

Yes, a bit. It was hard to tell where I stood, but that is okay.

[He keeps filling up all of her senses, and she feels slightly overloaded, but in a good way. Pulling back from the kiss, then she feels his fingers in her hair, it makes her shiver, hard. His grip on her hair makes her feel like jelly, she melts in against him when he fists her hair like that.]

Does it? That is good to know, but I meant you inflate my ego. [Said with a good natured laugh. But the way he is rubbing her head, it makes Karen purr, and melt down against him. Her head tucked in against the side of his head. Then he stops, but Karen doesn't want to move.]

[Honesty is heavy stuff. It can make or break anything. Matt would prefer to walk a treacherous path paved with good intentions and a strive for honesty than to keep on taking the path of least resistance. It usually leads to it's own kind of trouble anyway they say. As he waits for her answer he breathes out slowly.]

I'm sorry.

[To put her through that, to leave her hanging, and during a time where there is still a chance of danger. It's there even now but Matt can't help himself or trust himself to be satisfied to hang back. Not when he can be buried inside of her, held against her and slowly, happily going out of his mind.]

Oh, I know.

[Matt carefully leans back until he touches cushion.]

Are we going to stay like this until next round?

I understand, Matt. You had things you needed to deal with for yourself. I don't begrudge you that, but it did make me unsure how things would be with us. [Slowly, she pulls back for a moment, and leans in to snag the sides of his shirt. Moving then to pull it up, and off of him. She wanted to lean against naked flesh.]

You do? So, you like to inflate my ego? [She said with a bright bit of laughter.]

[That makes her a bit self conscious, but she doesn't say as much.] Did you want me to move? [Unsure, she carefully went to move, though she was still shaking and her legs felt like jelly.]

[He still does. And it makes him smile guiltily and nuzzle Karen's shoulder. His arms hold her tight. Her sentiment save him from the mental ass kicking he can give himself... which is just as lethal as the real ass kicking he can deal.]

I can't promise that it will be easy, Karen. I will do everything I possibly can to try though.

[The tug makes him lift his arms a moment. The air in the room touch his skin. There it is again. The array of muscle and scars. Hard stuff that feels best pressed with Karen's soft form. Her breasts to his chest lets him feel the drumming of her heart.]

Don't move. Stay here.

[His lips lift in a smile.]

I don't mind telling you true things that happen to lift your mood. You are beautiful, smart, feisty.

Matt, it's okay. You are worth the fight, this is worth the fight. So will I. But, you do know that nothing is perfect, and that is how I like it.

[As soon as he lifts his arms, Karen lifts his shirt off of him. When the shirt comes off, Karen gives his chest an appraising look. He was a beautiful man, and a gorgeous specimen. The scars only made it even more so. As soon as she gets his shirt off, she pulls it to her face, and takes a long, hard breath of it. Putting it down, she leans into him to rest her body against his chest. Now they are connected all over.]

You sure? [She says in a soft, slightly unsure tone. Though, she does stop moving away. When he smiles, her heart melts a bit more.]

Thank you. And I don't mind telling you the same. You are beautiful too, and strong, and smart, and lethal.

[There's something to be said for the beauty and joy of things off kilter. Like sight as the easiest difference. He gently tilts her head up again to kiss her in gratitude for the consideration. Knowing her lips are so close by and moving like they do it also feels natural to press his own to them. What started as a taste gets heat again. His skin is rough and warm to her touch.

He feels imperfect and perfect that way when she touches him like this. For being struck in the head so much he is smart enough to keep his doubts to himself, they're so small in comparison to the big balloon of love swelling large enough to envelope them both.]

Lethal. Yes.

[There's a smile again with a bit of an edge. Karen's seen him kick an ass or two into unconsciousness.]

Not with you. You're safe.

[From a full out beating. Matt's hands feel over her spine down her back to hey, her ass again and thighs admiring the way they fit even after. Except touching on Karen's body isn't something that he can do detached.]

[When he tilts her head upward, Karen lifts up as if she is in a slight haze, a happy one at that. Then he kisses her, and she melts into that kiss. Almost purring against his mouth as their lips, and tongues duel together. Both of her hands cup his face, her thumbs lazily stroke along his jawline, and up over his cheeks as his stubble rubs against her thumb pads, which makes her shiver a little.

Karen smiles at his comment.] Yes, you are. I kind of like it. [She admitted hotly, a bright smile blossoming on her face as she admits it.]

Well, that is good to know. Guess I don't have to worry about a random spanking is what you are saying? Shame... [She adds with a gentle laugh.]

[As his hands move over her back, Karen can't help but arch up into his exploring hands. When they reach her ass, she arches again into his hands. Her head is tucked up against the side of his neck, her breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest. Karen practically purrs against the side of his throat as she snuggles down against him.]

[Oh it's clear she likes it and then some. Matt practically glows under this kind of attention. It's like it's so much he doesn't know what to do with it other than roll with it. The shiver and feel of her face on his skin is starting a whole new cycle of desire.]

...I never said you didn't have to worry about that.

[He grinds under her, testing out how they fit together. Their fucking has left her wet and if it weren't for how their situated, how tight Karen is, he would have slipped out.]

Oh, really? Well then, I guess me, and my shapely ass need to cower in fear now, don't we? [She said, laughing at just how brazen he was making her. She liked it, liked feeling this free with him.]

Does that mean I have to duct tape a couple of phone books to my ass to stave off your cruelty? [She teases as she presses a soft, closed mouth kiss right up against his pulse point.

When she feels him grinding against her, her right hand moved to clutch at his forearm, fingers digging in a bit as she moaned out softly.]

Though, someone is being very naughty right now, and testing out just how much naughtier they can get...[Those words were said in a soft, hot voice close to the side of his throat.]

I don't want to make any promises. The best thing is to do is life your life as you have.

[Matt tilts his head back. Her mouth right there close to where his blood beats hardest, fastest and really will expose how his heart is going.]

No one should live their life in fear.

[Irony fully intended. And right now it's a good thing to laugh in the face of danger. It only makes the moment more present and real. Moving together is getting the exact reaction she wants.]

Discipline isn't cruelty if it's directed. Anyone dealing punishment is doing it for a purpose.

[Spoken like a horny lawyer.]

Yeah? Then what do I need to do in order to receive said spanking, huh? [She asks in a voice that can only be described as wicked. That is when she leans in to bite him on his pulse point, her tongue rolling out to flick against the spot a bit to punctuate her words.]

Ah, but what if it is a good fear? Or maybe it is a secret hope? I do get those two things confused. [He was making her randy, hell, even more randy than she had been while in the kitchen.]

Ah, I see. So, you are saying I need to be the worst sort of naughty to guide you into action, hm?

[She ground back against him in response.]

A good fear is anticipation, isn't it?

[He breathes out and it's really getting harder and hotter.]

And what if I were to tell you that it's so simple as expecting it when you least expect it?

[Which could also very well be misdirection. He can feel just what kind of an impact his words are having on her. Rise in heat, the beat of her heart, the way she fits around his cock.]

Yes, yes it is! [She says in a growl up against the side of his throat, then she licked over his pulse point and punctuated it with a hot, open mouth kiss right below his jawline.]

Oh, is that it? Huh, glad I have my lawyer here, on speed dial, to tell me what I plum went and forgot! [She lets her nails drag down over his chest in a slow, even manner until they got to his pelvic line. Then she slowly dragged her fingertips up over his belly, to his chest, and up to his throat.]

[Nails make him tense completely and grip her so hard that he's sure that there are indentations in her skin where his blunt, short nails of his own press. There's a long hiss.

And just like that he's hard again.]

Fuck!

[Matt's head drops against her shoulder as he takes a healthy bite.]

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