<b>Dylan Murphy</b><br/>Location:GPC Appartment 8th floor<br/>Tagged: Lucy Martin<br/>Time: Late evening<br/><br/>Dylan's choice to stay the course had apparently been a sound one.  She seemed a little nervous at first but then she relaxed and it felt. very  natural to have her there, like this was where she belonged. And in truth it was where he had believed the young woman belonged from the first time he spoke to her.<br/>The sound she made when he pulled her hair made him swell in excitement .  He was pleasantly surprised by her actions when she turned around to face him, his arms wrapping around her loosely as she leaned in and kissed him.  A sweet kiss that he returned tenderly but then realized that her need was far greater than that.<br/><br/>He stroked  side as she spoke,  or perhaps more precisely , tried to speak. Her need making it hard to focus the right words, and then another kiss, this one more urgent, followed by her whisper.   Those two words, "show me".<br/><br/>He groaned into her ear, more a low rumble with a hint of a growl  in response "Lucy"   He pulled her mouth to his as he leaned forward hungrily and their lips crashed together , his right hand stroking her cheek and brushing back her hair, his left hand running down her side, caressing the side of her breast.   Now he began to undo her top and slid his hands on her bare skin, kissing her again, opening his own shirt so his bare chest could rub against her bra.  He took her hand and put it on his strong chest, encouraging her to feel the moment, trying to bring her along slowly.<br/><br/>Meanwhile his hands caressed her breasts through her bra and he kissed her neck now, his teeth scraping and then he whispered into her ear , soft nothings really, more like groans and moans of pleasure than fully formed words.  Then "I want you so badly, Lucy" as his hand went under her skirt to run his strong fingers up her thigh.  Griping her thigh as he kissed her again , now maneuvering her to lay on the couch , hovering over her, unable to help the face he was grinding the bulge in his pants against her now.