Room 8 at Downie's Inn (End)
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Room 8 at Downie's Inn (End)
Title: Room 8 at Downie's Inn (End)
Author: FrancklyScarlett
Summary: The morning after their very first night together.
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): M/F
Feedback: Desired
Characters: Jean and Lionel
Betas: None
Author’s notes: None
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters and I’m not making any money from this.
*
Early morning light made its way into the room. Lionel looked at his watch on the nightstand, and then he turned to gaze at the beautiful woman sharing his bed. "You’re awake", he said quietly. Jean nodded. He brushed one hand delicately over her belly and breasts. She laughed out loud. Lionel looked wounded. “You’re laughing!” he said indignantly.
“Because it feels wonderful. And I love you. And I’m so happy.”
“I love you too. I can’t believe we’ve had the whole night to be together.” Laughing and giggling and wrestling, the lovers thrilled in their exploration of each other’s bodies and senses. She felt the familiar wet throbbing begin between her legs and touched herself. Lionel’s hand joined hers and his fingers slipped inside her luscious body. Jean twisted in delight and laughed. “Oh Lionel, that’s simply wonderful.”
“Are you happy my darling?” he asked as his fingers moved inside her body.
“Oh yes.” She wrapped her hand around his erection and stroked him to complete hardness. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Lionel grinned; with one hand moving gently inside Jean’s body he managed to reach for his trousers on the floor with the other and extract another French letter. He tore the packet open with his teeth and offered it to Jean to put on him. She fumbled with it and he helped her roll it on him. Another moment and he was deep inside her
"I love having you surround me, feeling you on top of me with your breasts pushed against me", Lionel said. Her tongue was in his mouth and her hands raked his chest. Lionel thrust his hips, slowly and teasingly at first, then faster and faster; Jean threw her head back and laughed as she felt her orgasm begin.
“Harder” she commanded. Lionel rolled them over so he was on top of Jean, riding her deeper than ever. Jean held him and slid a finger into the sensitive cleft of his ass. The sensations were too much for him and he came, clutching Jean, calling her name. She tightened her legs around his hips and waves of pleasure rolled through her body.
Spent, Lionel rolled over next to her and kissed her, pleasuring Jean his hands and mouth. He fondled her breasts and licked the deliciously wet curls between her legs, which tickled his face when he snaked his tongue inside her body. Jean twisted her hands in his hair and pulled him deeper, grunting with pleasure. His cock stiffened and he entered her. The feeling of his bare cock her sent her senses reeling when Lionel’s cum pulsed into her welcoming cunt, her muscles gripping his cock even after he was done.
Exhausted they lay together, holding hands and laughing at the joy of being in love and making love with each other.
“Lionel, do we have to leave?”
“Yes, love, we do. I have to get back to barracks and you have to get back to hospital.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Nor do I much, but we have to.” Lionel was always practical. He stood and went into the bathroom. Jean followed and held him as he peed. “That’s not fair,” he moaned; Jean just laughed.
“I feel marvelous.” She looked at herself and Lionel in the mirror; she looked the same as last night but she felt different. She’d discovered a secret garden of emotions and pleasure that only Lionel could understand.
“Come on, love. We have to go.” Lionel retrieved her clothing and they went back to the bedroom to dress. He watched with regret as her magnificent breasts were hidden by her brassiere. She fastened her tights to her suspender belt then put on her slip and dress.
“I can’t believe I’m getting excited just watching you dress”, he said as he donned his clothes.
Jean picked up her panties from the bed. Deliberately she folded them into a small rectangle and slipped them inside Lionel’s y-fronts so they swaddled his cock and balls. “A memento”, she said and kissed him.
“I love you Lionel.”
“I love you Jean.”
Holding hands they left the room and made their way back to the world.
Author: FrancklyScarlett
Summary: The morning after their very first night together.
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): M/F
Feedback: Desired
Characters: Jean and Lionel
Betas: None
Author’s notes: None
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters and I’m not making any money from this.
*
Early morning light made its way into the room. Lionel looked at his watch on the nightstand, and then he turned to gaze at the beautiful woman sharing his bed. "You’re awake", he said quietly. Jean nodded. He brushed one hand delicately over her belly and breasts. She laughed out loud. Lionel looked wounded. “You’re laughing!” he said indignantly.
“Because it feels wonderful. And I love you. And I’m so happy.”
“I love you too. I can’t believe we’ve had the whole night to be together.” Laughing and giggling and wrestling, the lovers thrilled in their exploration of each other’s bodies and senses. She felt the familiar wet throbbing begin between her legs and touched herself. Lionel’s hand joined hers and his fingers slipped inside her luscious body. Jean twisted in delight and laughed. “Oh Lionel, that’s simply wonderful.”
“Are you happy my darling?” he asked as his fingers moved inside her body.
“Oh yes.” She wrapped her hand around his erection and stroked him to complete hardness. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Lionel grinned; with one hand moving gently inside Jean’s body he managed to reach for his trousers on the floor with the other and extract another French letter. He tore the packet open with his teeth and offered it to Jean to put on him. She fumbled with it and he helped her roll it on him. Another moment and he was deep inside her
"I love having you surround me, feeling you on top of me with your breasts pushed against me", Lionel said. Her tongue was in his mouth and her hands raked his chest. Lionel thrust his hips, slowly and teasingly at first, then faster and faster; Jean threw her head back and laughed as she felt her orgasm begin.
“Harder” she commanded. Lionel rolled them over so he was on top of Jean, riding her deeper than ever. Jean held him and slid a finger into the sensitive cleft of his ass. The sensations were too much for him and he came, clutching Jean, calling her name. She tightened her legs around his hips and waves of pleasure rolled through her body.
Spent, Lionel rolled over next to her and kissed her, pleasuring Jean his hands and mouth. He fondled her breasts and licked the deliciously wet curls between her legs, which tickled his face when he snaked his tongue inside her body. Jean twisted her hands in his hair and pulled him deeper, grunting with pleasure. His cock stiffened and he entered her. The feeling of his bare cock her sent her senses reeling when Lionel’s cum pulsed into her welcoming cunt, her muscles gripping his cock even after he was done.
Exhausted they lay together, holding hands and laughing at the joy of being in love and making love with each other.
“Lionel, do we have to leave?”
“Yes, love, we do. I have to get back to barracks and you have to get back to hospital.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Nor do I much, but we have to.” Lionel was always practical. He stood and went into the bathroom. Jean followed and held him as he peed. “That’s not fair,” he moaned; Jean just laughed.
“I feel marvelous.” She looked at herself and Lionel in the mirror; she looked the same as last night but she felt different. She’d discovered a secret garden of emotions and pleasure that only Lionel could understand.
“Come on, love. We have to go.” Lionel retrieved her clothing and they went back to the bedroom to dress. He watched with regret as her magnificent breasts were hidden by her brassiere. She fastened her tights to her suspender belt then put on her slip and dress.
“I can’t believe I’m getting excited just watching you dress”, he said as he donned his clothes.
Jean picked up her panties from the bed. Deliberately she folded them into a small rectangle and slipped them inside Lionel’s y-fronts so they swaddled his cock and balls. “A memento”, she said and kissed him.
“I love you Lionel.”
“I love you Jean.”
Holding hands they left the room and made their way back to the world.