The Perfect Fit

She pushed his thighs apart and leaned in close. He tucked his feet against the base of the chair, his gaze remaining on her as she took his hard shaft in hand. Her mouth descended and he felt the sudden sensation of a warm, damp tongue.

Justin tipped his head back, letting out a harsh breath as relief travelled through him. He hadn't experienced this in so long—months probably—and had almost forgotten what it felt like.

Hannah kissed the tip of his cock then gave it one long lap with her tongue. His heart thundered; he bent his head to watch her, completely immersed in the view. Her heated breath whispered over him as she moved further down his shaft. She tongued his balls, circling the sensitive globes with slow, wet licks as her hand smoothed up and down his shaft. Justin shuddered at the touch, his fingers tightening around the arms of the chair.

He felt as well as heard the moan that came from her. When she finally returned to the head of his cock to take him into her mouth, the groan that left him was guttural.

He held back the initial impulse to start thrusting and tried to relax into the chair. He kept his attention on her, releasing a controlled breath as her mouth slid down the length of him. Fuck. He could barely stand it but he wanted more, so much more.

Her lips glided back up to the top and she let out a long moan as she plunged again, taking him almost all the way in. His hands sank into her hair, cupping the sides of her head. He sighed as he watched her, noticing her eyes never strayed from his cock. She gave all her attention to the job at hand, working him over thoroughly with her warm, welcoming mouth. He found that even more erotic than the meshing of gazes he'd experienced with women in the past.

Her touch made him feel like exploding, he wanted to thrust his cock between her lips until he spilled his cum on her tongue. The soft moans that came from her just pushed him closer to the edge.

She continued sliding her mouth up and down his length, circling the head with her tongue, caressing his balls with her free hand. Just as he'd reached the point where he was about ready to come, Hannah let him pop from her mouth with a wet smacking sound and stood up before him.

Justin groaned at the sudden loss and looked up at her. Her hair was all rumpled and her lips puffy from the attention she'd given his cock. He saw the smile she tried to keep contained. "Hannah..." He wrapped his hand around his cock and gave it a couple of slow pumps, desperate for her to finish what she'd started. "Come back. I'm dying here."

"Sorry." Her smile grew wider. "My knees were hurting; I just need to sit down for a while." She turned her back to him and set her feet shoulder width apart. Her fingers clasped the hem of her skirt, lifting the back to reveal a tight, tanned ass with a distinct lack of underwear. "Do you have anywhere I can park this?" she asked, tossing him a look over her shoulder.

He chuckled, he couldn't help himself. The expression on her face, the invitation in her tone, it all took away the frustration he'd felt only seconds ago. "Yeah, just back up and I'll find somewhere you can sit."

Hannah let out a huff of laughter. "I've always loved a resourceful man." She took a step backwards so she was straddling his thighs.

Justin smiled and smoothed his palms over her bare skin, taking a few moments to appreciate the view. Goosebumps followed in the wake of his touch and arousal dampened her inner thighs. He slipped his hand between her legs and groaned at his discovery. So wet. A soft breath came from her, her hips pushing back further in offering.

He dipped two fingers inside her, sinking into her slick warmth. The breath she let out this time wasn't so quiet. His mouth twitched at her reaction. He plunged further, feeling the quick shudder that ran through her.

His cock pointed straight up, desperate for entry. He held back, gliding his fingers in and out of her until her hips lowered to deepen his touch. When her sighs turned to moans and her legs began to tremble, he clasped her thigh to steady her and massaged her clit with the moist tips of his fingers.

Hannah jerked and cried out. Her palm clutched the back of the hand he'd rested on her thigh. She circled her hips, pressing down against the slippery glide of his fingers. "Justin...my God...I'm gonna come."

He leaned forward and kissed the smooth cheek of her ass, then took his hand from between her legs. She let out a low wail of protest, pushing back against him. Her desperation had him torn between laughing at the humour in the situation and groaning at her need.

He gripped her hip and pulled her toward him, guiding his cock inside her with one quick thrust. Sudden heat enveloped him as she sat on his lap, fully impaled. The feel of her snug warmth clouded his other senses and he barely heard the long, raspy moan that tore from her.

"If you...if you stop again, Justin, I'll have to hurt you," she said breathlessly. "I don't want to, but I will."

He chuckled and resumed his attention on her clit, giving her vigorous rubs that had her jerking as he leaned back and thrust inside her. Justin used his other hand to reach across her body and grip her breast. "I should be the one punishing you for hiding the fact you weren't wearing panties."

His gaze travelled over her as he filled her with his cock; the view stole his breath. Hannah's legs were spread wide either side of his thighs, her bare breasts glowing from the heat of the crackling fire. Smoke floated around their bodies, the night beyond creating a solid wall of darkness around them.

She turned her head and pleaded with her eyes for him to kiss her. Her mouth dropped open as she drew in air. Justin smiled and pressed his lips to hers, continuing the firm side-to-side massaging motion on her clit. Her tongue searched out his, her soft moans building into helpless whimpers.

Her arms lifted, her hands cupping the back of his neck to keep his lips locked with hers. He felt her tremble beneath his moving fingers. Her muscles tightened around his cock. Justin thrust harder, rubbed faster. She let out quick breaths through her nose while she kissed him.

The sudden plunge of her tongue coincided with the lifting of her legs. Pleasure took hold. Her body jolted, her knees pressing together above his thighs. She let out a moan and writhed on his cock. Her hips pushed down. Her mouth turned greedy and took control. He felt the tremor that passed through her. When she finally pulsed around him and pulled her lips from his to release a strangled cry, he almost lost it too.

Justin moved his damp hand from between her legs and clasped her hip. He pushed her down to meet his hammering thrusts. She leaned her head against his shoulder, letting out little moans that drove him crazy. "I want it," Hannah said, gasping. "Your cum...Inside me...Now."

Justin swore. He pressed his mouth to her throat as he plunged into her. His breaths were harsh, his stomach tight with exertion. He clenched his eyes shut and held her hips down. He gripped her hard, thrusting a couple more times. It built inside him, just out of reach, then—fucking...fuck—he came inside her, his cum spurting into her, his hips jerking with a force that left him shaking.

He heard her cry out. Justin groaned and slowed his thrusts, giving a few shallow pumps as he emptied himself completely in her wet warmth.

He leaned his head back and dragged in air. Jesus. His heart pounded. His hands still clasped her bare flesh. He stared up at the stars, barely able to catch his breath. Hannah pulled her arms from around his neck and smoothed her fingers over the backs of his hands, turning her face toward him. He lifted his head and placed a soft kiss on her lips, then fell against the backrest.

"We nearly broke the chair," she said, filling the silence.

He gave a husky laugh. "I heard it creaking. I didn't know if it was going to hold out."

Hannah tugged her bra and tank top up to cover her breasts. "I think we got lucky...in more ways than one. Maybe next time we should go make ourselves comfortable in the tent."

Justin smiled and tilted her chin up with his fingers. He pressed his mouth to hers for a deep, thorough kiss. "You're staying the night?" he asked when he finally pulled away.

"Mmmm." She rubbed her lips together and smiled. "Yep. I want to take advantage of you as much as I can, then kick your ass on the bikes again tomorrow."

Justin chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, giving her a squeeze. He rested his chin on the top of her head and stared into the fire's hypnotising flames. Thinking back to his relationship with Alicia, he realised now that everything with her had been difficult from the beginning. With the benefit of hindsight he knew that should have set off alarm bells for him, but he hadn't been paying enough attention at the time. He'd also never expected it to turn into a long-term relationship.

Now, here with Hannah, it all felt different. Relaxed. Easy.

He pressed a kiss to her cheek, wondering whether he might have finally been fortunate enough to find his perfect fit.