Chapter 7:- Rough Sex:-
Taylor woke up to the sound of Rachel filling the apartment with some of the wildest lyrics he had heard for a long time. He shook his head as he made his way to the bathroom; he sometimes wondered where she got some of her stuff. He peeked into the kitchen and saw she was making fresh coffee and she was wearing headphones – this always made him laugh because she wore them so she wouldn't wake him up but then sang on the top of her voice.
Rachel was completely oblivious to him this morning, so he thought he'd have a shower before he let her know he was up. He watched for another couple of minutes, as she wiggled her ass in time to the music.
Damn, she looked so hot in the mornings. Her curly hair was piled up on top of her head; she was wearing shorts and a vest and her curves were good enough to eat. He wanted to slide up behind her and hold her tight to him, but he knew he still stunk from the night before and even though she said she didn't mind – he did.
Taylor ducked into the bathroom before he changed his mind, his body had already decided on its course of action. Taylor had the quickest shower of his life, dressing while he was still damp, in a pair of low-rise jeans.
Walking back into the kitchen, he could see she was still wearing her headphones and still dancing around the kitchen. The smell of fresh coffee filled the air and he saw a bag of croissants on the counter. But he didn't feel hungry for food this morning.
Standing in the doorway, he watched her get herself a mug of coffee, putting his mug out ready for him. He smiled.
Rachel turned to go for the fridge – the English love their milky coffee, and she saw him standing there watching her. She broke into a big grin and shouted, "I was just gonna bring you some breakfast in bed!" She realized she was shouting when Taylor laughed. She pulled her headphones off and laughed.
"Well, I'll go and get back in bed then, huh?" he was giving her a really dirty grin.
"Yeah," Rachel gave him an equally dirty one back. She watched him walk back down towards the bedroom, before turning her attention back to the job in hand. Pulling out a tray, she put the coffee mugs on and filled Taylor's with black coffee. The croissants went on to a plate and onto the tray, along with a jar of chocolate sauce and a jar of peach jelly, whipped cream, and maple syrup.
She grabbed the CD out of the kitchen stereo and added it to the tray, making her way down the hall to the bedroom. Taylor had left the door open for her and she kicked it shut behind her.
Taylor was back under the quilt and as far as she could tell, naked. His jeans were slung over a chair in the corner. He was grinning at her as she set the tray on the bed, his eyes lit up when he saw the goodies on it.
"Need music," she said, picking up the CD and putting it in the stereo. The rampant beat of the Lords of Acid belted out and Rachel grinned. Taylor looked stunned for a moment.
Rachel moved the coffee cups out of the way and Taylor grabbed her round the waist and pulled her down onto his lap. He kissed her, his arms holding her tight to him. Suddenly he pulled away and looked at her, "what the fuck IS this on the stereo?"
Rachel laughed and told him, "Lords of Acid." She told him to listen to the words. "Hungry?" she asked him, leaning backwards and picking up a croissant.
Taylor took it from her hand and put it down, "I am hungry for you, babe. Food can wait." He pulled her down and rolled over so he was on top of her, his mouth on hers and his hands under her vest. His big rough hands wormed their way under the thin cotton and sought out her nipples, pinching them until they were hard.
Rachel's hands were cool against his back, her fingertips traced a line down his spine, and she felt him shiver.
He bit his bottom lip and watched her, as he pulled her vest over her head, causing her hair to come tumbling down and spilling all over her shoulders. Taylor let out a groan and bought his lips down to her breast and the soft sensitive area underneath.
Rachel gasped, she loved it when he kissed there but it was even better when he bit. As if he read her mind, he gently bit into her breast and she moaned his name softly, "hummmm, Taylor." His hard cock pressed into her inner thigh, making her shorts wet
Taylor reached over and picked something up off the tray. He whispered, "close your eyes, babe. Just relax and let me play."
Rachel grinned when she saw he was holding the chocolate sauce – as long as she didn't have to lick that off anywhere she was happy, which was why she had bought maple syrup. But Taylor loved his icky chocolate syrup. She nodded and smiled at him.
He reached down and with one hand pulled down her shorts, she lifted her legs up to allow him to pull them off completely and then lay back. Taylor bent over and gave her a kiss, letting his tongue roll slowly over her lips, before moving down her neck and over her chest.
Lords of Acid pumped out in the background, and Taylor shook his head grinning. He drizzled the chocolate sauce all over her and watched her shiver as it hit her skin. He put the bottle down and licked her nipple, taking it between his teeth and biting gently. He slowly licked and sucked his way down her body.
Rachel went to put her hands out to him but he took them both in one hand and held them above her head. "I want you to just lay there, babe. Keep your eyes closed." He put her hands onto the metal rods of the bed head and returned to licking chocolate syrup from her breasts.
The sensation of the syrup on her body and of Taylor licking it off was amazing. She kept her eyes closed, even though she desperately wanted to open them. She felt him push her legs apart and moved to get between them. She jumped when she felt the cold syrup being poured on her pussy.
Taylor pulled her lips apart with his thumbs and licked her chocolate covered clit. He felt her body contract as he licked, he circled her sensitive bud with the tip of her tongue and heard her breathing hasten. He licked down the length of her pink wetness, pushing his tongue deep inside her, licking away the chocolate as he did so.
"Mmmmm, Taylor. Oh, my, god…" he heard her sighing. He carried on, replacing his tongue with his fingers. His tongue lashed her clit, and his fingers pounded her pussy.
"Oh my God, Taylor. Oh my God…" he could feel her orgasm building up; her pussy was quivering around his fingers and she was breathing rapidly. "Oh my God, yes, yes, yes…" her back had arched as she came against his fingers.
"That's it, baby, come for me," he whispered. He plunged his fingers deep inside her as she rode them until she had finished coming. Taylor pulled his fingers out of her and licked them clean, before moving back up her chocolaty body and kissing her.
Rachel opened her eyes and looked into his, smiling. "Mmmmm," Taylor was smiling down at her, his brown eyes twinkling. He had chocolate smears all over his chin and she laughed at him.
Rachel grinned when she saw him and he wiped his chin with the back of his hand and thrust his pelvis into her, just as the next song started up. 'Rough Sex.' Taylor roared with laughter. "You want rough sex, babe?" he asked her.
Rachel carried on grinning, as the lyrics filled the room,
'Love,
love is the answer,
Woo hoo ooh
Woo
hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh'
With one swift movement, Taylor had flipped her over on to her stomach and pulled her up on her hands and knees, pulling her in close to him. His throbbing cock pushed against her as he leant over her and kissed her back, biting into her soft flesh.
"You still want it rough? Baby?" his voice was deep and incredibly husky as he whispered in his ear.
"I just want you baby, anyway I can get you," she giggled.
He nudged his hard-on between her soft lips and pushed gently, inch by inch, until he was deep inside. He started to thrust in and out of her in time to the music.
'When I think about love,
I don't
think about -
A bright moon
Twinkling
stars
Red wine
Silent whispers
Holding hands
Secret love letters
I think about –
PURE SEX
DEEP
SEX
HARD SEX
ROUGH SEX'
Taylor reached forward and found her clit, rubbing it in time to the thumping beat of the music.
Rachel groaned, she wanted to be on top. She pulled away from him, "let me get on top, babe. Please!"
Taylor laughed and lay back on the bed. "Ok." He pulled her on top of him as she straddled his body.
'Love,
love is the answer,
Woo hoo ooh
Woo
hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh.'
He raised her body and she lowered her self onto his throbbing cock. Taylor kept a hold on her hips as she began to bounce up and down on him.
'When I think about love,
I
don't think about –
Candlelight
Red
roses
Wedding bells
Moonlight
serenades
Warm summer nights
I
think about –
PURE SEX
DEEP SEX
HARD SEX
ROUGH SEX. Love,
love is the answer,
Woo hoo ooh
Woo
hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh
Woo hoo ooh.'
Taylor pulled Rachel down into his chest so he could kiss her; his hands went to her breasts. Rachel was panting heavily, her pussy was convulsing rapidly around his thick shaft.
"Oh god, Taylor! I'm coming again, babe. Oh my God, hmmmmmmmm…" she was panting so hard and he put his hands back on her hips so she could concentrate on her orgasm.
She was biting her bottom lip, her eyes were closed, and he couldn't believe how beautiful she looked when she came. She always looked beautiful, but at the moment of her orgasm, she would be so lost in it that all he could do was watch her.
"Oh my god! Oh! My! God! Yes! Yes! Yes!" her pussy clamped down around him and she collapsed forward onto his chest.
He rolled them both over and kissed her, "You look so beautiful, babe." He whispered, and she knew he meant it. She took his face between her hands and kissed him.
Taylor started to thrust deep into her tender pussy, her legs wrapped around his hips. The music still pumped into the room.
'When I
think about love,
I don't think about –
A
bright moon
Twinkling stars
Red
wine
Silent whispers
Holding
hands
Secret love letters
Candlelights
Red roses
Wedding bells
Moonlight serenades
Warm summer
nights.
I think about –
PURE
SEX
DEEP SEX
HARD SEX
ROUGH
SEX.'
Taylor pounded her hard; his orgasm hit him like ton of bricks. He collapsed breathless on top of Rachel, her legs still wrapped tightly around him and her hands still cupped his face, "baby, I love you."
"I love you too, Tay," she said kissing his face all over.
"But, I am never having sex to that music ever again," he laughed.
Taylor rolled off her and lay panting on his back. Rachel rolled onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow and watched him. "It is perfect music to have sex to, honey."
"Yeah it is" he sat up and pulled her back on to his lap. "Now, how about something to eat?"
"I am starving," she said, just before he popped a piece of croissant in her mouth. Rachel stayed right where she was letting Taylor feed them both.