He tossed his arms around her and started sucking on her collar bone. His thrusts were a little more erratic from this angle, but his aggression increased. "Better than you remember," he growled against her chest and bit the fleshy curve just above her breast. He hoped Erica wouldn't mind marks.
There was definitely something to this angle. Erica let out another little gasp, louder than most she had allowed herself that night. "If you keep it up like that then it can't get much better," she muttered back, a grin across her face, and her upper body reclining a bit more to give him better access.
"Allow me to surprise you," he groaned. Redoubling his efforts he felt fairly certain there would be a big bruise on his ass and the backs of his thighs, but wasn't it worth it to have her gasping on top of him and grinning like a fool? He ran one of his thumbs over her nipple before sliding his tongue just behind it.
It was getting harder to just hang in there and keep quiet. His extra effort did exactly as it was meant to, receiving an even louder gasp from the dark-haired girl. She quickly fastened her teeth onto her lower lip, biting down and trying to be quiet again. The last thing she wanted was having the groundskeepers to come and investigate. Embarrassing much? Even if they were kind of cute.. for groundskeepers.
Erica lifted a hand, running it through his hair again, pushing it back from his forehead. Her own hips were moving in accordance to his, shifting against him with each thrust, a little erratic.
He groaned against her shoulder as his exertions caught up with him. He was getting close to that point where he'd explode, just from the danger of the situation. He had to give Erica credit; this was one of his riskiest and exciting sex-capades.
"You are amazing," he managed to grunt in between heaving breaths. He moved his hands up to pull on her shoulders; he wanted the grip but also the control. He bit again, this time not so hard on her shoulder. It was getting harder to prevent the inevitable outcome as she started making those strangled gasping noises.
"Tell me something I don't know," Erica replied quietly, a wide smirk crossing her lips. She leaned into his hands as they found her shoulders, and a little whimper escaped her as his teeth followed them, sinking against her skin. "All of you Russian boys, you're all so rough.. but you're close," she informed him matter-of-factly, followed closely by a moan which may have been dragged out a little more than necessary.
"You cannot say that you do not enjoy it," he challenged. He smirked at the idea of all the other Russian boys. "Very close," he moaned into her ear as his lips moved from her shoulder to her neck.
"How did I ever guess?" Erica replied quietly, unable to keep from smiling at his response. She was at a loss to do anything except follow her whims, her body alight with everything going on between them. She was barely even aware when he did finish, so caught up in her own ecstasy.
It wasn't until she felt him slump slightly away from her, that she realized that it was over. She heaved a little sigh, satisfied, and ready for bed. She was pretty tired compared to earlier. "I'll remember to keep it a secret," she whispered, grinning again.