Just Can’t Wait (A/L)

(A) – This story contains anal fingering. 

(L) – This story contains strong language. 

From the second they stepped out of the cab, Joe and Kate couldn’t stop touching each other.

In the hotel lobby, Kate pushed against him, her hand brazen on his ass, lips near his ear, whispering dirty longing into it. Joe’s arm curled around her waist, pulling her close while they waited for the elevator, his fingers sliding down to cup her through the dress, slipping up and back until he could feel sticky heat between her thighs.

The elevator doors opened, and as they closed behind them, Joe pressed her to the mirrored wall, rubbing himself against her, his cock a solid mass between them. Kate groaned into his mouth, her hands scraping up under his shirt, nails raking over his skin.

They barely made it out when the elevator dinged. They stumbled down the hall, stopping once so she could push him against a wall and grind into his thigh with little care for who could see. Joe dropped the keycard, swearing as Kate reached to unzip him and grab his cock through his boxer shorts, her hand greedy and insistent.

As soon as the door swung open, she dragged him inside and kicked it closed behind them. Kate twisted, her skirts pulled up, panties peeled off and thrown away in a single swift move, baring her arse to him.

Joe’s hands were suddenly on her—one slapping a naked cheek, the other clamping to her hip. He couldn’t be bothered to strip off properly, he just adjusted his boxers so that his cock sprang out, fat and leaking. He pushed up against her from behind, the head rubbing over her wet slit. The tease made her tremble as he slid just the head inside.

“Don’t mess with me, Joe,” Kate gasped, pushing back into him frantically.

He flashed her a devilish smile, then complied, ramming into her and plunging deep in one long, hard push. She gasped, bracing her hands on the bed as his hips collided with her ass. He gave her a hard, rough fucking deep into her body, keeping her spread open.

“Shit—you feel so wet and tight for me,” he groaned as she milked his thick cock in her cunt. On every thrust, he slid his hand down her back and then lowered his thumb, circling the tight bud of her asshole.

“Please,” Kate whimpered, pressing back harder as her lust spiked again.

Joe spat on his fingers and lubed her up, then slowly eased a finger past her sphincter. She tensed, then relaxed, her breath catching as he pressed further in—first slow and sure, then faster.

“God, yes—don’t…” Kate groaned as her body shook, torn between the pleasure of his cock in her pussy and the delicious pressure of his finger in her ass.

Joe pounded harder, the slapping of their flesh reverberating in the room. He crooked his finger, and he felt a shudder run through her, both holes seeming to flutter around his intrusion.

Kate came violently, her body convulsing and crying out sharply as she pushed back hard against him, squeezing his cock. Joe lost it then; he pounded deep and filled her up, his hips bucking out of control as he came. They fell forward, Joe splayed over Kate’s body, pressing her down into the bed, both slick with sweat and gulping for short breaths.

He slid out of her and worked his way up her back with kisses as she shuddered in the afterglow. For what felt like a long time, they remained entangled on the quilt, scarcely comprehending how hungry for each other they’d been—or how starved.