Strange Love 17 No Surface Left Behind

"Ugh, I hate the news, change the channel." Joslyn mumbled.

"It's hard to change the channel when you're on top of me." Russ laughed pulling her tighter against him as she playfully nipped his ear. They had started off watching a show on TV while eating dinner, but one thing had led to another and before long Joslyn had ended up straddling his lap.

"I don't even know where the remote is!" He laughed, tickling her when she went to bite the other ear.

"You had it last!" She accused as she wiggled to get off his lap. He held her in place with one hand as he felt around for the remote with the other hand. When his hand finally landed on the remote he grabbed hold of it and held it up over his head. "Ha, I do have it. So, what will it be? Netflix and chill or the cooking network?"

Joslyn struggled against his grip to get the remote, "Why would I want the cooking network? Just give it to me!" She pushed down on his shoulders to extend her reach.

Russ leaned farther back into the sofa, lifting the remote even farther out of her reach. "Oh, I'll give it to you! How do you want it?" He wagged his eyebrows at her mischievously, "How about I bend you over the coffee table right here, right now?" He jerked his arm to the side and tightened his grip on her waist as Joslyn tried to leap for the remote.

She finally gave up on the remote and relaxed into his lap. She tilted her head as she met his gaze, "Again? What stamina!" She playfully rolled her eyes, before adding, "I guess this is what I get falling for someone so young…"

Before she could say anything else, Russ flipped her over onto the sofa and came down on top of her. He looked straight into her shocked eyes, "No Jos, I have thought of nothing but these exact things for the past four years." He captured her mouth in a rough kiss, causing her to gasp. He took advantage of her surprise and dipped his tongue into her mouth. "You should know by now, calling me young only makes me want to devour you more." He lowered himself down between her legs to have better access to her mouth and body, soon she began to kiss him back.

Joslyn slid her hands under his s.h.i.+rt, running her fingers along the smooth skin of his sides. She wrapped her legs around the bend of his knees and stroked his calves with her toes. She pushed his s.h.i.+rt up as her hands explored the taut muscles of his back. He pulled away from her mouth long enough to take the s.h.i.+rt the rest of the way off. Joslyn couldn't help but stop and admire the beautiful flesh being put on display before her eyes.

Russ growled as he grabbed hold of Joslyn's hand and cupped it against himself. He looked down at her with pa.s.sion-glazed eyes, "See what you do to me when you look at me like that?" A crazed look overtook his face as she bit down on her bottom lip. In one fluid movement, he pulled her into a sitting position and pulled the oversized tee she had gotten from his room earlier up over her head and flung it over the back of the sofa. He cupped her jaw and pulled her up to meet his mouth as he leaned down to kiss her hard on the lips. He pulled back and stood up in front of her. He placed both of her hands at the top of his sweat pants, "Take them off." He gently curled her fingers more firmly into the material before leaving her to do the rest. When she hesitated, he cupped his hands over hers and bent to kiss her cheek, "Take them off." He whispered it this time, letting his breath blow lightly over the sensitive skin directly in front of her ear. "I want you to do it." He nipped and sucked her earlobe as he guided her hands into his pants so that they could glide over the bare flesh of his hips and thighs as she pushed the pants down.

He dropped to his knees in front of her. He gave her a devilish grin as he placed a teasing kiss on her knee. He teasingly ran his fingers along the sides of her hips while kissing along the inside of her knee, working his way up her thigh. He had made it halfway when he suddenly stopped and moved back down to her other knee. He grinned at her before kissing that knee, he slid his tongue out and slid it along the inner side of her knee letting it dip into the crease. He slowly made his way up the inside of her thigh, kissing and licking as he went. This time he stopped just inches from her panties. He held her gaze with a wild hunger as he prompted her to lift her hips so he could slide the underwear down her long legs. A delicious shudder ran through Joslyn's body as antic.i.p.ation for what came next built. She couldn't take her eyes off him as he slid her underwear past her toes and threw them behind him. "If I could have you in front of me with that look on your face for the rest of my life, it still wouldn't be long enough." He leaned up and kissed her on the lips, letting it linger teasingly before whispering against her lips. "Let me wors.h.i.+p you."

Before she could work out an answer he had already dropped back to his knees between her thighs. He ran his fingers lightly up and down the outside of her thighs while maintaining eye contact. He c.o.c.ked his head to the side, "No response?" He shrugged his shoulders and gripped her hips almost painfully. "Oh well, guess I'll just have to work harder." He pulled her hips forward toward the edge of the sofa and began devouring her with a beastly hunger.

Joslyn screamed out her release as she bucked against his mouth. She tangled her fingers into the back of his hair, "Ahhhh!"

Russ pulled away from her, a pleased smile spread across his face. He stood up over her, pulling her up off the couch as he stood. He bent down to first kiss her lips then the tender spot beneath her earlobe. "Put your knees on the couch and hold the back of it." he said seductively into her ear as he guided her onto her knees. She glanced back over her shoulder when she felt a sharp object slide across it. The tips of his fingers had turned to claws. There was a laughing undertone to his voice when he responded to another gasp. "I have learned how to s.h.i.+ft only parts of my body. Most beneficial don't you agree?" He ran his long tongue down the side of her neck as to prove his point.

She felt the s.h.i.+ft of the couch cus.h.i.+ons between her legs as Russ carefully pushed her upper body over the back of the couch farther. He nudged her thighs apart as he glided his tongue along the shoulder bearing the bite marking her as his. She pushed against him, knowing good and well what was to come. Her fingers gripped the fabric covered frame tighter as his fingers trailed down over abdomen slowly and teasingly working his way lower.

His fingers reached their destination at the same time he thrust his hips into her ready body. He began working his hips keeping deep within her, all the while bent over her back kissing and nipping all the flesh in his reach.

"I will never be able to get enough of you." He whispered against her neck. In a growl made harsh from his efforts to hold back, he asked. "Tell me how you want it; do you want it harder?" When she let out a loud moan and nodded, he pushed harder against her. "Deeper?" He growled against her neck. When she nodded and moaned again, he continued. "Tell me you, want me." His words came as husky pants against her ear as he pushed them both toward climax.

"I do!" Joslyn cried out between pants. The trimmers coursing through her body, making her thighs weak.

He grinned and gripped her tighter against him, in a deeper growl said, "Tell me you love me."

Joslyn's head whipped to the side as she tried to look over her should at him, shock written on her face. "I... I... do..."

Satisfaction colored his face as he moved one hand up to tangle in her hair and captured her lips driving harder and deeper into her matching the strokes of his shaft within her with the strokes of his tongue along hers. He tugged harder on her hair, sealing his mouth firmly over hers as she cried out louder. As her core tightened around him and her body fell limp in his arm, the beast took him over. He bit down on her bottom lip relis.h.i.+ng in the trickle of blood that hit his tongue.