When they go at it, they forget the world.
All the problems, the complications, the pressure...everything fades away when they have each other, so impossibly close and full of love.
What started from rubbing his back and moved toward the bathtub, continued towards the hallway and then in the bedroom.
Amanda couldn't remember how many times she has come until now.
The relentless pace of his hips kept knocking at her senses, driving her to the verge and then breaking the tension with one brutal thrust.
On the ground, on the bed, pressed against the wall, and even while walking around, all they had done for the past two hours was sex.
And currently, when Amanda offered to make some lunch for them, Kyle followed behind her. Seeing her cook in nothing but apron had him hard once again; resulting in Amanda currently holding the counter, lips bitten and hips moving to match his rhythm
