She liked the sounds he made and the shivers that ran through his body.  They meant she was doing something right and he wasn't about to push her away.  At least not yet.  Maybe fucking the shit out of each other was exactly the way to relieve the tension that had been building between them all day.<br/><br/>Her lips and teeth were relentless as she continued to kiss and nip at his neck and along his shoulder.  She purred against his skin as his fingers danced along the waist of her panties, teasing her with the soft touch.  Claire exhaled shakily, resting her forehead against his shoulder as he tickled her in the most delicious of ways.  Then, before she could say anything, before she could demand that he stop teasing, he grabbed her and pulled her hips forward into his.  It was impossible to not feel his hard cock pressing against her.<br/><br/>All of a sudden there was too much clothing between them.<br/><br/>Claire fought against his strong grip enough to create some space between their bodies so she could get at his shorts.  One sharp tug untied them.  Not wasting time, she practically yanked them down over his hips before letting them drop to the floor at this feet.  One daring hand slipped between them to give his cock a gentle squeeze as if to test how hard he was.  At the same time, her lips brushed against his.<br/><br/>"Tell me what you want, Mark.  Tell me you want me to fuck you,"  She kept her lips right against his as she whispered her demands, letting him feel as well as hear the words.