Thread: The Point of No Return (The_PG&Malicious Lullaby)

If Pratt had been unable to tell earlier the hot streaks that mixed both pleasure and pain on his back, and 'gentle' little love bite that Esther had suddenly bestowed upon him were unmissable signs that she wanted more, and she wanted it now. The hotly breathed demands also aided in telling him exactly what she wanted. Lastly, the almost desperate clenching of her insides against his cock, and the way she lifted and dropped her body with uncontrolled force added into a subliminal, but quite obvious demand. Still, Pratt was a bit reluctant to make the leap. So far things had been going so, so, so very well with the way the night unfolded, and he could feel the climbing pleasure building into what would surely be a delightful climax for the both of them. It had been cute, gentle, flirty, and fun this night, but all of sudden there were obvious signs for something much more bare, much more base, much more animal, and much, much more rough. A shiver ran from his neck, through his powerful chest, and down to the base of his spine. The thought of fucking Esther in that way was rather pleasing and the balance of his reluctance to sudden urge to answer her desire began to most precariously tip in the direction of the latter. Turning this most sweetly seductive night into one that contained sweating, hot, grinding, moaning, panting bodies pressed against each other in various ways would be exciting at not entirely wrong. Instead of keeping something sweet and a bit simple as he was sure they both originally intended, it would get spicy and twisted into all manner of complex feelings that might make the morning interesting, but would certainly make this night one to remember. All of a sudden he was sold. It was not the promises of spice and twisting, but the look he suddenly found himself swallowed in as he stared into Esther's eyes. Yes, she needed it, and wanted it to turn into something more than a nice lay. Thinking of himself in that way began a smile on Pratt's face, but what grew it into a knowing and excited beaming ray of energy was Esther's reaction. More, It was not a question. Not as Pratt's powerful hand slipped between Esther's thigh and his own. He lifted her thigh off his own before twisting and sliding himself from underneath Esther. Not wanting to leave her alone for long, he stood quickly and the alcohol finally caught him, he stumbled slightly, falling forward as he turned to face her back. Falling into Esther he pushed her still kneeling form into the back of the love seat, pinning her rib cage into the top of the seat and bending her head over the back. Chuckling softly, Pratt found that the fall had placed him nearly exactly in the position that he had desired to be in before even stumbling. Blowing, and then swiping Esther's hair to the left side of her neck, he freed the right so he could lean in and nibble briefly against the delicate skin. The nibbles were not as soft as before, not now that he had found she rather enjoyed the roughness a bit more than anyone would have expected. Slowly the crept up her neck, leaving a line of angry red mark, until he reach the lobe of her ear. Softly he breathed against her skin just as his cock settled between her thighs and the thick throbbing head pressed against her wet sex. Ya want more, an I'll be givin it, The hot breath and excitedly spoken words both blew their way into Esther's ear. Only question bein, ow'hard ya wannit? Pratt's hand slipped between the couch and Esther's slick chest, searching and finding the nipples he had just earlier been experimenting with. He pinched it a bit softer than before, but at the same time his other hand had slid down her back and over Esther's hips. He pinched her butt at the same time as he pinched her nipple. The jump and subsequent fall placed a quarter of his cock inside of Pratt's lover. A light bulb seemed to go off in his head then, remembering the pinch he had given her on the butt to start them off after he had miss aimed, and the pinching of her nipples. God, how hard she had clamped down on him. Slowly the hand on her ass spread like a spider, before forming into a paddle. The hand around her nipple slipped up and grabbed Esther's shoulder from the front. Pulling down and towards his hips as they pushed up and in. Just as Esther's butt collided with his hips, Pratt raised his hand and gave a light slap of the fleshy white globes that flex in front of him. More? This time it was a question, and Pratt waited for the answer as he held himself deep inside of this pleasurable hold.