Undercover (Yvonne+Donovan)

Yvonne smiled, kissing him back. One of her legs wrapped around his waist, to get him closer to her body. She hummed, delighted at the feeling of his hard lenght pressing more against her, moving her hips against it just a bit. "You're always saying I'm beautiful, but you are just as much", she purred against his lips.

Donovan moaned softly as his member was now sliding against her intime parts, oh so teasingly. He even started to rock his hips back, to get more friction going. "Well, then... if it comes from someone who thought I looked like a hobo not so long ago, I'll take it as a compliment ~"

Yvonne giggled, soft sighs escaping her as she rolled her hips against Donovan's, giving him the friction he was looking for. "Well, let's be honest, you didn't really look at your best ~ can you blame me?", she smiled, her hand buried in his dark hair.

"Not if I am to your taste now," he smiled warmly, before he kissed her again. He kept rocking his hips though, his desire become more and more... urgent. "Can I ?" he moaned against her lips. One of his hands was back between her legs, to tease her entrance just a bit.

"You are", she said, smiling and kissing him back, "and you /must/", she added biting his lip, grinding back against him a bit harder. Yvonne was just as eager as him. "You want me like this?", she asked, her hands on his back now.

"Maybe. Do you have something else in mind ?" he asked with a grin. He nuzzled her neck, as he guided just the tip of his manhood inside of her.

"Not in particular", she smiled, keeping herself steady. "You could have me however you like", she whispered then, moving her hips to get a bit more of him inside her.

"I'd like to see you, for our first time," he said softly, as he finally pushed himself inside of her. And then shivered with delight, giving her a loving look.

Yvonne smiled softly at him, her back arching and her eyes fluttering closed as he finally entered her. She opened her eyes again to look at him again, her lips slightly parted, her hand caressing his back tenderly.

Donovan hummed softly, as he began rocking his hips forth and back, slowly. He smiled back at her, and kissed her lips eagerly, as he caressed her sides.

Yvonne made soft, encouraging noises, that were all swallowed down by that kiss, that she deepened opening her mouth and breaching through his lips. Her hips moved with his just the tiniest bit, as she was trying not to interfere with his rhythm too much.

Donovan took his time to get his swings firmer. In the meantime, he was busy kissing her back, and making sure she was well positionned under him, so that she would feel only pleasure.

Yvonne did his best to help him with that, her legs both wrapped around his waist to get in a better position, and to have him get as deep as possible. She nibbled on his lip, letting out louder moans as he had picked up a nice pace.

Donovan grunted against her lips, and kept kissing her from time to time as he was now moving in and out of her with more passion. His hands then started to wander over her body, cuping her breast, caressing her sides.

Yvonne sighed against his lips, her breath becoming just a bit laboured as he was getting more and more passionate. Her hands moved on his back, caressing his hair, tracing his spine, sometimes grabbing his ass. She arched her neck, a loud moan escaping her as he entered just at the right angle. "Ah, yes... there... !"

Donovan growled in appreciation, and made his best to redo that move again, and again, and again. Until he himself was left panting and moaning on top of her, his hair a mess. "S-shit, Yvonne, I-" he tried to warn her, holding it back as long as he could.

Yvonne was quite a mess herself. Donovan relentlessly pounding her, aiming and hitting a sensitive spot, had her getting closer to another orgasm surprisingly fast. Between pants and moans, she managed to answer, "Don't... hold back...!", right before her eyes rolled back and she came with a long moan, her walls squeezing his lenght.

Donovan came with a cry of pleasure, as he slammed himself one last time in her with delight. He remained still for a little while, before he came back to her, kissing her softly.

Yvonne kissed him back, slowly coming down from her high. Her legs trembled and she laid them back on the mattress, as she couldn't keep them around his waist any longer. But her hands stayed gently tangled in his hair, the other on his back, as she murmured praises at him between kisses.

Donovan murmured those praises back, as he slowly slid himself out of her. He then rolled on his side, so he could rest while holding her close. "We should do that more often," he said with a smile, eyes closed.

Yvonne chuckled breathlessly, rolling on her side to face him. "I have to agree with you on that." She brushed her hair out of the way, smiling as she gently rested a hand on his chest. "So I can expect a second date in the future?", she asked in a playful voice.

"Sweetheart, I'd be an idiot for not taking you on dates again," he laughed kindly, as he caught her chin between his fingers to kiss her again, and again.

Yvonne laughed, accepting gladly all of those kisses and giving all of them back too. "I'm glad you think that. It means you will come on holidays with me without having regrets!" Her gaze softened as she caressed his cheek. "I really like your smile, you know?"

"Really ? Why so ?" he asked her, as he was smiling brighter than ever. The kind of smile that felt just like a sunshine on a snowy day.

"Because it is so..." Yvonne looked for the right word, finding just a simple one. "... warm. It feels like a smile that could make spring come back after winter." She smiled softly. "Such a smile makes me happy."