Holly couldn’t sleep. The recent memories in her mind were swirling around, willing to get out, and to be followed up. She looked over at Sandy, sleeping soundly. She needed to get up and see someone. Being as quiet and as still as possible, Holly crawled out of bed. Sandy stirred, the light sleeper she is.Back“Hmmm? Holly? Where...”
“Just going for a walk. Can’t sleep. You stay in bed.” She answered hastily.
“Okay.” She replied, and closed her eyes again.
Not even making sure she had gone back to sleep, Holly hurried out of the bedroom, through the loungeroom, and out of the pad. She knew where she had to go, and was there in minutes.
Standing at the door, she took a deep breath, and looked down at her blue satin boxers and white t-shirt. It wasn’t much, but it was more than what was needed.
Holly knocked lightly, just in case someone was awake. At 3am it was unlikely, but entirely possible. There was no answer, so she opened the door slowly, and crept in. Closing it until there was just a hint of a crack, she sauntered through the pad and up the circular staircase, willing not to be caught.
She entered without knocking and closed the door behind her. He was there, lying on the bed asleep. Holly took a moment to stare at him. His sheets were pulled down just past his abdomen, revealing the upper body and his black boxers. One arm was draped across his chest and the other was above his head.
She breathed shakily at the sight of him, and wondered why it had taken her so long.
Unable to tear her gaze from Mike’s body, Holly walked over to him, her mouth wet with anticipation. When she came to the bed, she leant down and whispered in his ear.
“Michael.”
A smile spread across his face, and suddenly his arms were around her.
“Hey there, darlin’.” he whispered back.
“Hey...” Holly murmured as his fingers caressed her cheek. “I thought you were asleep.”
Mike turned Holly’s head a little so they were nose to nose. Grinning, he licked her lips, then began to kiss her. She kissed back with fervor, tongues exploring each others mouths. Finally he broke the kiss. “I’ve been expecting you.” He said huskily.
She grinned at him. “Oh really?”
“Mmmhmm.” He replied, and he ran his hand up her t-shirt as he kissed Holly again.
Using as much willpower as she could muster, Holly pulled back from his lips. He looked at her curiously. “N-Not here.” She said. “I know somewhere we can go.”
Wordlessly Mike sat up, and swung his legs off the bed. She looked him up and down, noticing that although he was slim he was well toned.
He slid his arms around her waist and pulled Holly to his body. “So, where are we going?” he asked between kisses.
“There’s... Ahhh... an empty house... Mmmm... Uh, where... Oooh... N-Nobody has been for a... Uh-Mmmmm... A while.” She managed to get out between kisses and the caressing of her breasts.
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
Holly led him out of the bedroom, and he followed her down the stairs and out of the pad. They were practically running. Eventually, she found the place she was looking for. It was small, but it had what they needed.
As soon as they were in, Michael pinned Holly to the door, his hands cupping her face and lips locked together. Holly fumbled behind her for the lock. The last thing she wanted was a voyeur.
For the first time, she touched him. Really touched him, with gentle caresses over his muscular torso. He began to groan and Holly could feel him pushing up through the thin fabrics that separated them.
Still kissing her, Mike steered her away from the door and to the double bed that sat in the corner. She bumped into the edge and sat down, where upon he pulled her shirt up over her head. Holly lay down, and he was above her.
He stuck a finger in her mouth, and she sucked it, savoring his taste. Mike swirled it around for a bit, until he pulled it out and trailed it down her chin, over her neck, and across to her right breast. He circled her nipple, before leaning down and taking it in his mouth. Beginning to moan, Holly ran a hand through his thick, black hair and down to his neck.
Holly gasped suddenly, as he bit down, and flicked his tongue. Releasing his grasp, he looked up at her, and smiled. Not taking his eyes of her, his hands began to massage her breasts. Slowly, he moved his hands down till they were at the hem of her boxers.
Mike slipped his thumbs into the elastic hold, and gently rubbed circles on Holly’s hips. Then, ever so slowly, he pulled them down, not once breaking eye contact. They moved up on the bed as he discarded her boxers and his. She looked up at the gorgeous, naked figure towering above her. He leant down and kissed her passionately before running his tongue down her quivering body.
Holly spread her legs to allow greater access. Looking up and smiling at her, he took hold of her shins and maneuvered them till her knees were up, and legs spread even wider. She grinned at him.
With a last lick of his lips, he moved down and caressed her centre with his tongue.
“Oooooh... Mmmmmm...” managed to escape from Holly’s lips. As he stroked, her groans became louder, hips starting to move in sync. He was doing it slowly and carefully. He didn’t want her to come, yet. His tongue probed deep inside her, and she gasped with pleasure.
Suddenly, he bit her again, and nibbled at her clit.
“Oh, god! Shit... Uh, fuck, yeah, Michael...” Holly was writhing under him.
Giving one last lick, his tongue made it’s way back up to Holly’s. They met with unaccounted passion, and she discovered how much he liked using his teeth. His cock was almost throbbing, as it rubbed against her, and it was then she realised she needed it at that moment.
Holly moved away from his mouth, and murmured in his ear. “Take me now, Michael.”
He replied by plunging into her. An animalistic grunt emerged from his throat as he slowly began to thrust. The room seemed to heat up very quickly as their bodies moved together, in a raw, unbridled fire within them.
Her arms were draped across his neck as her cries became louder and more urgent. Michael’s arms reached above him, as he clutched the end of the bed and grunted and groaned.
Faster and faster, hotter and hotter. It was building up, almost ready to burst.
“OH FUCK! MICHAEL!” She came. Holly’s body began to shudder with exhaust, and she could feel her muscles contracting. A few more frenzied thrusts, a deep groan and it was over.
Covered in sweat, heaving and panting, he rolled off of her. It was done. Holly hoped that her father wasn’t planning to show anyone this house today. God only know what he’d do if he found his only daughter and one of his tenants together like this...