A Pretty Night [Closed]

The way she moaned and arched her back, shutting her eyes tight and bit her lip, it was too God damn sexy, and it was hard to keep control of himself then. The way she moved, and how good she felt, it did nothing but leave him light-headed and craving nothing else but more of her. It was difficult, to say the least, to move slowly then; but he managed, pushing herself in and out of her, looking for just the right motion to hit the right spot. If she was too quiet in his book, he'd speed up just a tad, knowing better to rush anything. If she ever wanted anything else, she need only say the word, but for now - they didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Sophia decided she couldn't hold back anymore. Having already reached her limit once, she was sort of sensitive to other movements, and what not. The girl let out a moan that was louder than the rest. The slow pace was nice but she wanted more. No she needed more. "Faster... please.." She said between a few heavy breaths. She hoped he would agree, and move faster.. If he didn't then he was just being a tease, and he most likely wanted to see her squirm..

He couldn't get enough of her moaning, but for the time being, despite her little begging, he took it slow; up until he'd caught an ear of that frustrated whimper of hers. It might've seemed long a long time to them, but in reality it couldn't have been longer than a minute or two before Preston leaned forward, putting one hand on the soft bed to steady himself. His hips began to move faster, slapping slickly against her skin with each thrust. He could feel that familiar pressure building up, and he held his breath, distracting himself from the best of the pleasure and focusing on the look on Sophia's face instead.

The girl let out a whimper when he didn't comply with her request. God it seemed like ages her stuck with a slow pace. Her hands tightly gripped the sheets below her. Yeah her bed was going to be a complete mess, it was mostly her fault though. She just had to hold onto something though. When she felt him pick up the pace slight, she let out a loud, and stuttered out, "P-preston.." Another moan following after.

Oh, fucking Hell, it was way too nice the way she said his name, the way she stuttered and gripped at the sheets. He'd hardly even noticed how ruined the bedding was, but he hadn't particularly cared either, only able to focus on Sophia's herself then. It felt so good, he couldn't have gotten enough.
Preston crawled up onto the bedsheet, pulling putting his other arm down and crawling on top of her, he began to move far quicker than before, panting silently against her skin.

Oh man, the faster pace was just wonderful to Sophia. Her moans grew louder, as waves pf pleasure went through her body from it. It wouldn't be long now until she was at her limit again. She could feel it building in her. Though the daze she was in she was able to figure out that Preston liked the fact that she moaned his name. A small smile from on her face for a split second as she moaned, "Preston.." again. The smile soon faded as she dealt with the pleasure she was feeling.

He sighed deeply, blissfully, when she moaned his name again - along with the adorable smile on his face. Preston shook his head at himself, as if that would help him stay clear-headed, shooting her a slight grin back. "Sophie.. " He groaned again, his thrusting picking up again, as fast as he could manage without losing control. He breathed heavily, gripping onto her slick body. "Come again for me."" He barely manages to utter the words.

It's like he knew when she was going to or just about to reach her limit. After a few more thrusts, Sophia felt the pleasure become to much. A wave of it passed through he body as she reached a climax, letting out a loud moan as she reached it. Afterwards she was a panting, sweaty mess. The whole thing was wonderful, it felt wonderful, but now she felt gross slightly. Her eyes opened slightly, and she looked up at Preston breathing heavily trying to catch her breath.

He had to stop himself from moving as it hit her, the way she tensed up and spasms around gim, writhing up beautifully against the blankets; well, if he did, Preston was sure he would've done something he regretted. He moved quickly once she'd finished, slipping out of her and quickly stroking himself with his hand. It took very little effort at all until he came himself, moaning lowly himself and spilling onto Sophia's stomach.

He grinned a stupid grin, staring down at her and brushing the bangs out of her face again, caressing her cheek. "You look like a mess." The Autumn teased, his face still flushed, sweat still dripping.

Sophia shivered slightly at the feeling of the strange stuff on her stomach. That was something new to her. No one had done that before.. And that also meant he didn't have a condom. Now she was glad it was where it was. Her chest still rose and feel at a fast rate, and her heart was thudding in her chest heavily, but both were slowing down as she calmed down. "I wonder whose fault that is.." She remarked after his statement. She kept a soft tone, tired from all of it even though Preston did most of the work.

Preston simply laughed, relaxing for some time, not taking his eyes off of her until he'd decided he'd settled down and caught his breath again. She really was a pretty thing, he thought, even as she laid there messy, exhausted, and covered of his mess (though he had to admit, he especially loved that last part). He finally crawled backwards, pulling himself off the bed and putting his feet back unto the floor. The Autumn could hear the sounds of others from outside her window and figured it'd probably be best to bounce, before another of her roommates showed up.

It wouldn't be too much trouble to help her out a bit, though. "We'll have to do that again sometime." He mused, pulling his clothes back on again rather quickly. He picked out a towel out of a basket that seemed fairly clean enough and tossed it onto her stomach, so she could clean herself up a bit. And, of course since she had to be cold, he took a hold of both sides of the blanket, tossing each side over her and wrapping her up.

The young man crawled back onto the bed, just for a moment, kissing her gratefully on the cheek. "Whenever you'd like, alright?"

Sophia silently agreed as she stretched slightly, flinching when the towel hit her. She muttered a thanks then used it to clean herself off before tossing it to the floor with her other clothes. She was glad she tossed the towel before Preston covered her with a blanket. She let out a small giggle as he kissed her cheek. "I'll let you know. And if you get tired of waiting you know where to find me." She let out a yawn. "Make sure to lock my door on the way out, please." She didn't think anyone was going to just waltz into her room while she was asleep but it was better to be safe than sorry.