The Room - A Sensuous Experience

Robyn’s fingers dug into his shoulders, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head with each thrust in and out of her body. He felt her begin to spasm. “I-I think I’m about to explode!”
Ian curved his finger at just the right angle, and sure enough, he hit her g-spot. Increasing his tempo at which he plunged into her, he then added a third finger. Moments later, Robyn came apart as she cried out his name. Ian continued to pump into her until her spasms started to slow down. He removed his fingers with all her sticky crème covering them and proceeded to suck the juices right off.
It was like a drug—but better. Tasting her essence and seeing the satisfied glow on her face, made Ian so hard he could probably hit baseballs with dick. He positioned himself at her opening. Their breathing labored with the anticipation of his intrusion into her body.
Robyn held him close wrapping her arms around his neck. His lips came crashing down on hers, and she could taste herself as he surged forward. He closed his eyes at the feel of her tightness clamping around him. He was the first and only man ever to know what it felt like to be enveloped in her heat.
Ian continued to kiss her senseless as he pounded into her. He hooked her knees over his arms and lifted. “Umm . . . yes, baby.” He buried himself balls deep over and over and over again. Robyn grabbed handfuls of his ass, urging him on.
She was on the verge of yet another orgasm. Ian had brought her to the brink already. He stretched her to the breaking point as he drilled into her. He pulled almost all the way out, only to pound back into her needy body all over again.
“Ian . . .” Robyn could barely talk. The only words she could utter was his name as her nails dug into his ass.
Pound . . . pound . . . pound.
They could hear the backs of her thighs slapping against the front of his echoing throughout the night air. It was like a melody and somehow made Ian drill into her harder, faster, like a machine. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out.
Finally, Robyn screamed. He felt her climax as she clenched around him—spasming over and over again. That was all he needed. Ian erupted, coating her core with his cum. It seemed endless as it spewed out of him.
After a few moments, he lowered her legs and kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her lips. He was still nestled inside of her but kept all of his weight on his forearms.
They were silent until their breathing returned to normal.
Robyn spoke first. “I need a cigarette.”
Ian chuckled. “You don’t smoke.”
“After that, I should start.”
“Naaah. I want you around a lifetime.”
Robyn shivered. Not from the chilled night air but Ian didn’t know that. He slid off the car in all of his naked glory to get a towel and a blanket out of the trunk.
God, he has the best ass, Robyn thought.
He quickly returned and gently cleaned up the evidence of their lovemaking between her thighs. He got back onto the hood of the car and covered them with the blanket.
Robyn nestled within the crook of his arm and briefly closed her eyes. She had something to say that she’d been putting off and it was now or never. He would never be in as peaceful a place as he probably was now. “Ian, you know the future is happening right now, right? It’s not coming; it’s here.” She turned her head toward him and whispered, “What are your plans?”
Ian faced her with that lopsided grin that always melted her heart. “I plan to make a career out of loving you.”
Robyn pinched his nipple. “C’mon.”
“Ouch! Okay, okay.” He caressed the side of her face. “I have plenty of plans.”
Robyn was getting agitated and sat up. “Playing video games is not a career. What about college? Do you ever plan on going back? Because you’re better than working with Jake at Computer Nerdz. You can build a computer with two toothpicks and a rubber band.”
Ian sat up too. He raked a hand through his hair. “We’ve been through this. I like my job, Robyn, and it’s just for now.”
“You say that, but I don’t see you planning for anything else. I just don’t understand why you aren’t pushing for more.”
He had plans. Step one was to marry her. He hoped his surprise would go a long way to convince Robyn he’d make a good husband and was serious about their future. “Maybe my plans aren’t as lofty as yours, but I can provide for the two of us until you get your home interior business off the ground. Then, I can figure out what I want to do.” Over the past year, Ian had been working with his father at his construction company in exchange for his dad’s help in building a small three-bedroom house—his surprise. It sat empty just around the corner.
This was it. This was the moment Robyn had been dreading for over a month. “Ian, I-I was offered a job at a small interior design company in New York.”
His body ran cold, but he chose his words carefully. “I’m not surprised. You’re talented. Anyone would be lucky to have you work for them, but I know you’re not going to take it.”
Her words began to tumble over themselves. “It’s a great opportunity. You could come with me. You could do whatever you wanted