Two-Way Monologues

Anya decided to let him pout for a while before joining him in the other room. When she was done letting Adrian sulk Anya returned to her bedroom. Adrian had stripped off his pants and was lying in her bed with just his tee shirt and boxers. He rolled onto his side and pretended he was sleeping. Anya smirked to herself, if he wanted to play hard to get, she would let him. Pulling back the comforter and climbing into bed she slowly wrapped her arm around his waist, snuggling up to him from behind. She pressed a kiss to his shoulder and began stroking his stomach, sliding her hand underneath his shirt so she could feel his skin. She could feel his muscles tensing under her touch and Anya knew he was trying very hard to stay still. She allowed her hand to move further up his chest, teasing his nipples before moving back down to the band of his boxers. She hesitated for a moment before allowing her hand to brush against his hardness; she was sending a signal to him, letting him know that he could pout all he wanted but that she knew he was hard for her. Anya leaned up and whispered into his ear, “Good-night baby, sorry you couldn’t wait just a little bit longer,” before pulling away from him and rolling over. Adrian’s growl told her that he was not amused, before she could say a word to him; he had her flat on her back and was tugging at her shorts.

“What’s so funny?” Anya was laughing as he struggled to get the shorts off of her without her cooperation.

“You need a lesson in patience.” Anya sat up and pushed him down onto his back, straddling his stomach. “You know, I’m a very busy girl, Adrian.” Anya lifted her hips just enough so that she could tug his shirt up, her hands moving underneath his shirt again, massaging his muscles. “I’m pretty sure I’d get fired if every time I got hot for you, I stopped working.” Anya took one of his hands and led it to her center. She moaned softly as she pressed his hand against the damp fabric of her shorts. Adrian groaned and tried to tug her shorts off again but Anya pushed his hands aside. “This is what I’m talking about Adrian, no patience.”

“Anya…” Adrian groaned; their eyes were locked on each other’s, and Anya refused to lose the stare down.

“Nope, I recall last week when I was begging you,” Anya paused to slide down his body slightly, grinding her ass against his still constrained hard-on. “you told me that I had to wait.” Anya pulled off her tank-top and let her hair down eliciting another frustrated groan from Adrian when she slapped his hands away. “No touching.”

“This is not fair.” Adrian complained, he was trying to move his hips against hers.

“I know baby, I know.” Anya leaned down, pressing back against him and gave Adrian a soft kiss. He lifted his hands and pulled her closer then, one hand on her hips the other at her neck. Anya let Adrian deepen the kiss, moaning into his mouth as their tongues toyed with each other. His hand moved up to one of my breasts and began to gently kneed at it and lightly kisses the her neck, knowing just where to kiss to make little moans escape her lips. Remembering that she was on a mission, Anya abruptly pulled away. “Nice try Adrian.”

“Baby, can’t you teach me a lesson another time.” Adrian said pathetically. His hand that was on her hip moved between her legs again, stroking her. Anya’s hips automatically bucked against his hand . “I can feel how wet you are.”

“Mmm.” Anya bit her lip, and pulled away from him. “Stop trying to distract me.” Anya pulled his shirt up and Adrian helped her take it off. Anya slid down between his legs and Adrian lifted his hips so she could pull off his boxers as well. Anya licked her lips as she stared at his hard cock. Leaning up to give him one last kiss, Anya slid her hands down over his chest, moving slowly over his stomach, tracing the thin line of hair down to his cock. Locking her eyes on his she began to stroke him, teasing the tip with her finger. Adrian groaned loudly, he was already leaking a bit of pre-cum. The feeling of her small hands working him over was too sweet.

“Anya, don’t.” Her groaned deep in his throat Anya continued stroking him as she kissed his jaw, trailing lower, to his neck, sucking there, giving him a little love bite before moving on. She placed small wet kisses along his collarbone, down his hard chest. Adrian helplessly ran his hand through her thick curls as she moved lower. “Anya, mmm baby,” He moaned as she swirled her tongue around his navel before she finally dipped her head lower. Adrian was unable to keep his hips still as she finally kissed the head of his cock. But Anya pulled away again.

“Keep your eyes open Adrian, I wanna see you cum.” Anya threw his words back at him. Adrian all but whimpered when her mouth descended on him again. Flicking her tongue over the head. Anya gently sucked more of him into her mouth; Adrian responded by thrusting up again, pushing his cock in further.

“Sorry.” Adrian gasped, brushing her hair back gently. Looking up at him Anya pushed her head down further, showing him that it was okay. Anya was working up a rhythm, moving her mouth up and down over the top half of his cock, sucking hard on the upstroke and pumping her hand at the base in time with the sucking. Anya watched Adrian’s as she pleasured him, he was sitting up on his forearms, his head thrown back, mouth open, making tiny deep groans. “Anya, stop.” Adrian groaned loudly. “Baby, I’m gonna cum.” Again Anya’s response was to take him deeper into her mouth, almost managing all of it. “Merda! Li ho bisogno” Anya moaned onto his cock, loving it when he spoke Italian to her.

Adrian pulled away from her abruptly, Anya gasped and stared up at him. “Did I do something?” She asked with concern. Adrian closed his eyes and counted to five before opening them again. She looked so hot, sitting there next to him in just her shorts, she really had no idea how incredible she was.

“Baby, you’re amazing.” He pulled her up and kissed her quickly. “But I need to be in you right now.”

“You were supposed to be learning a lesson in patience.” Anya pouted.

“I failed.” Adrian kissed her again, easing Anya onto her back. They both eased her shorts down, throwing them off to the side. Adrian eased between her legs and instead of diving into her he slid a finger over her clit, testing to see if she was ready for him. Anya moaned and moved against his hand.

“Adrian, now.” Anya told him. Adrian growled and continued to stroke her aching center for a moment longer before positioning himself at her entrance and slowly slid inside. Anya moaned as she felt Adrian move inside of her, she pulled his head down to give him a deep kiss. Adrian slowly eased out before plunging back inside making Anya arch her back off of the bed, bringing him deeper inside of her.

Adrian picked up a steady rhythm, pulling out slowly and driving back into her.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.” Adrian groaned. He was picking up speed and Anya knew it wouldn’t be very long until he would cum; his hand found her clit and he began to tease it. Anya felt herself tightening around him and she rocked her hips in time with his, trying to pull him over the edge with her.

“Bella.” Adrian gasped as he came hard, his body shaking as he continued to move within her; Anya’s orgasm quickly followed. “La mia regazza bella.”

"God baby you make me feel so good" Anya murmured in his ear as Adrian slowly relaxed and laid on top of her. He took special care not to hurt her but he didn’t pull out right away knowing Anya just wanted him to stay in her just a little longer.

Once they both had regained control of their breathing Adrian moved so that he was lying on his back and Anya was cuddled up against his side. “Ti amo.”

“I love you too baby.” Anya leaned up to give him a kiss along his jaw-line. They laid there just enjoying the feel of each other for long minutes after. Anya felt herself falling asleep and sat up.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Adrian asked sleepily. He reached for her but Anya kissed his cheek and pulled the covers up over him.

“I told you, I have work to do.” Anya grinned pulling on her tank top again. Adrian made a face. “All you had to do was wait just a little bit longer, but nooo.”

“I’m sorry, I’m just not a patient man.” Adrian laughed. “Can’t you do it tomorrow? It’s getting late baby.”

“No, it’s due in the morning.” Anya kissed him again. “Go to bed, I’m fine.”

When Anya was sitting at the counter trying to focus on her work again she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed in herself. As amazing as the sex was, and it was incredibly amazing, Anya hadn’t mentioned any of the things she wanted to talk to him about. She tried to tell herself it wasn’t important, that she was just being overly sensitive.

“Baby, you okay?” Adrian came out of her bedroom wearing just his boxers and a concerned look.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Anya forced a smile.

“I thought I’d make you some tea and keep you company while you work.” Adrian kissed her cheek before getting started in the kitchen. Anya was touched by the simple gesture. Maybe she didn’t need a definition after all.

“Thanks Adrian.” Anya smiled at him. “I’m sorry, I’m a little spacey right now. I just need to finish this stuff up.”

Adrian leaned across the counter to give her a sweet kiss on the lips. “Alright, from now on I’m not here, just ignore me.”

Anya laughed. “Then you might want to go put some more clothes on Adrian.”

“Well now, doesn’t this seem familiar?”