eric_foreman: Eric Foreman from House - relaxing (relaxing)
eric_foreman ([personal profile] eric_foreman) wrote in [community profile] alwaysright 2010-11-07 11:14 am (UTC)

God, he felt good. And there was time to feel it; to concentrate on the bright, clear hum from every nerve ending. Foreman kept kissing Amber, kept stroking inside her at the same steady rate. He felt the urge to go faster, but he also felt it for what it was, an urge that he could control. Even if Amber couldn't relax, he could. Other than his arms holding him up, and the slight burn in his shoulders from keeping himself angled perfectly above Amber, he let his body shudder and loosen up, every muscle dissolving into the feeling of heat and friction. He was in charge, and as rarely as it happened, it was all the more important to savour every second of it.

Amber clung to him even as she touched herself; her ankles were locked below his ass, but that only made it better. Foreman could feel the tension in her, could see the struggle on her face, the rapid effort of her arm as she touched herself, and he felt like he'd never seen anything more beautiful. "Yeah, Amber," he encouraged her, his voice growing hoarse with his own efforts to hold back and let her come first. "You look so good." Her kiss took him almost by surprise, and then Foreman was kissing her back just as desperately. Amber's muscles clenched down on him, over and over again, while she sucked on his tongue and moaned as quietly as she could. The combination was overwhelming. Foreman groaned softly, pushing deeper inside, so hot and slippery, tight and inescapable.

Trembling, gasping for air, he forced himself to stay at the languid, slow rock. He was close, and all he had to do was relax, let his mind and his control dissolve, while sensation took over all his perception. Holding Amber against him, as much as he could, Foreman stilled as his orgasm pulsed through him. It was quiet, like being submerged in a cool, refreshing pool, and he breathed through it, still feeling the echoes of Amber's orgasm tightened around his cock. When it was over, he felt drained and elated at once. He didn't want to move, didn't want to pull out or away, and with his eyes half-closed, he kissed Amber again, gently and gratefully.

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