Sarah waited patiently as Chris locked up the house, and she put her hands in her pocket, walking side by side with him. They talked about a ton of subjects from what was going on in the country and how it was affecting his job, to the classes she was gonna be taking in school. After about an hour of walking they turned and headed back home.
"Well, the move was a hard one." She said, looking up at the sky, which was a hue of pick and orange, blue and purple. It was getting darker, and colder. She shivered slightly. Chris moved closer and put his arm around her shoulders. "Thanks. So anyways, i know I'm gonna miss my mom and family and my old life. But, it's time to start a new one. It's like a fresh beginning."
Chris was becoming increasingly distracted by the bump of her hip against his leg as they walked. He squeezed her shoulder lightly. They we're not quite a mile away from his house, walking past a big patch of woods that seperated his house from all the others in that neighborhood.
"You know, I've been thinking alot about us." He started, staring off into the trees as he spoke. "We've known each other for a while. And its quite obvious that our relationship is getting pretty serious. I want you to know that i would never hurt you. I'll be here for you always. There's nothing that you cant share with me. We have always been honest with eachother and I'd like very much to keep it that way." He trailed off. Letting his words sink in.
"Chris, i really care about you. And I'm feeling some things inside that I've....never felt before. And it's scary." She started.
Chris stopped and turned towards her. Saw that she was crying. She looked up at him with her big brown eyes and he leaned down and kissed each tear, then her lips.
"You can trust me," He whispered against her lips. He put his arms around her waist, puller her flush against him as something broke inside of him. He loved her, his heart yearned for her. He needed to have her for his own. Completely. His mouth took hers in a desperate mating of mouths, his hands tightened on her waist and he pulled her even tighter against him. Like he was trying to absorb her into himself. He felt her trembling slightly against him, and she sobbed once, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing her breasts higher and trapping them against his chest. His hands quickly went under the material of her hoodie and shirt, he walked her back wards, pushing her up against a big oak tree. His hands made quick work of her hair, pulling it out of it's bun, watching as it feel like a waterful down to her hips. He grasped her hips tightly in his hands and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his hips tightly and moaned as she felt his hardness settle against her most secret place. Chris pulled up her hoodie, shirt and bra, revealing perfectly proportioned breasts, with tight, pink, long nipples.
Sarah panted and squirmed as she saw his head lower to her nipple. She cried out as he sucked it sharply in his mouth. She arched, moaning as he scraped his teeth around her nipple, tugging hard. Chris swelled uncomfortably in his pants and he bucked against her to ease the ache. It only intensified it. He groaned, the act casuing his tongue to vibrate against her nipple and Sarah's moth fell open, her head tilted back as he puled his lips from her. Her nipple was swollen, bruised red from his mouth. He looked up at Sarah, her long slender throat arched to the sky. He grabbed her breasts, his thumb flicking back and forth over her abused, wet, tender nub. Sarah lowered her head down and looked at him, her long, glossy tresses falling over her shoulder and covering her nipple and his hand.
"I'm taking you home. Now. I need to fuck you." He said, bending forward to bite her other nipple, he nipped it with his teeth, causing the air to escape Sarah's mouth in one long hiss. He pulled away, his teeth tugging and scraping her nipple, tongue flicking the tip. He released her nipple and pulled her clothes down, setting Srah on her feet and steadying her as she swayed slightly. Sarah's breasts were heavy, aching. Swollen and sore from his mouth. He grabbed her hand and set a fast pace to his house. In no time at all they arrived at his door. Chris, not being able to wait to get the door open, picked Sarah up, her legs wrapped around her waist, and pushed her up against the door. Sucking her tongue into his mouth Chris fumbled with the keys, trying to get the door open. When he managed to get it open he walked through, closing the door with his foot and slamming Sarah up against the wall, his pictures falling to the floor around them. He pressed his hips against hers, holding her agianst the wall. He quickly pulled off her hoody and her sweater. He unclasped her bra and flug it to the side. His mouth made quick work of her nipples, sucking and tugging untill the were standing out, rock hard from her beautiful breasts.
He took off his shirt and pressed himself against her while he captured her lips with his. He groaned into her mouth. The feeling of her soft breasts and hard nipples pressing against his hest was almost too much to bear.