<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/wikisuburra/images/8/8c/Lelemarchillisuburra.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180908174344&amp;path-prefix=it)</div><em>"I want it all, so if you don't hear me saying 'stop' then do ... whatever you want to do. Though I might make a few suggestions ... but right now you're doing just fine."</em><br/><br/>He nodded his understanding even though, being behind her just now, she couldn't see him do it. He was glad that she was content with his actions. This wasn't his normal way of doing this - not that he did<strong>this</strong>all that often in any case - but her reply calmed his nerves a little more. It certainly led the way to his moving his hand across her taut stomach and then upwards from there.<br/><br/><em>"First suggestion is that you move closer.  I want to feel you against me ... and use both hands."</em><br/><br/>He chuckled at that and complied immediately that he press closer against her. He was about as hard as it was possible to be given what they were up to but likely Monica already knew that and was even relying on it being the case. Since she'd asked him to do it he felt no qualms of pressing his groin directly against her skirt-clad backside firmly enough that neither of them were going to be in any doubt as to what this was.<br/><br/>He thought that it was about time that the bow at the back of her top be undone. He used the pressure of his front against her back as something to pull against and the bow came undone pleasingly easily. That could have been a lot less erotic had it been in a double bow or even worse a bow that wasn't actually meant to be undone at all. As it was, all was well with the world and he slid his hand against the skin of her stomach on the other side and then upwards from there to do as she had instructed and use both of his hands.<br/><br/><em>"I hope you don't mind if I don't play hard to get.   There are too many more fun things to play.  Spring Break is supposed to be wild, uninhibited ... crazy ... isn't it?"  A time you'll never forget?"</em><br/><br/>"I don't mind at all, Monica." He said before kissing her neck and shuffling his feet so that he was pressing his front firmly against her back all along her upper body from backside to shoulders. "I already won't ever forget this and its only just beginning. So long as we both agree to say if something is unwanted, I am more than happy to carry on with your suggestion to 'do whatever I want' so long as you do the same with me. Oh, and you absolutely must also use both hands on me as well."<br/><br/>He'd caught her sway against hips and he returned it with a gentle thrust of his hips against her backside. Given the one after the other there could be no more doubt as to where this was heading. In fact he was rather hoping that they could get some kind of continuous motion going in that way. 'Dry humping' was such a horrid phrase but if he didn't think about what it was called and just enjoyed the sensations it brought he thought he'd be doing alright.<br/><br/>His fingertips gave both of her nipples a firm squeeze as his groin pressed against her backside. He dipped his head down and felt an uncontrollable urge to bite her neck. He wasn't 'a biter' in the least but then he didn't generally take older women to houses he'd broken into either and so tonight was most definitely a night for firsts. His teeth pressed against the curve of her neck as it joined her shoulders and he dragged them down her skin firmly but nowhere near hard enough to leave a mark. Away from somewhere that could easily be seen he wasn't sure that he'd pull that particular punch.<br/><br/>The hand that had most recently been instructed to squeeze her other breast left it. He'd brushed against the zipper of her skirt when he'd started to feel her hips and waist. Now he tried his new-found freedom to do whatever he wanted and he pulled the zipper down until it could go down no further. It would take concerted action on both their parts for the skirt to drop - not least because it felt to Gabe that it was sprayed on rather than actually worn - but he was sure that they'd work out the best time for that quite easily. The hand returned to her breast and more specifically to her nipple.<br/><br/>"Your nipples are wonderfully large," he told her in an unfiltered outburst that he immediately decided that he needed to stop worrying about. "And I bet they taste even better than they feel don't they?"<br/><br/>He slid his hands up from squeezing her breasts so that, instead, they slid up towards her shoulders from the front. At the same time he squeezed against her but then relaxed the pressure against her back in the hopes that she'd get the idea and turn around in place to face him. He could kiss her lips if he strained his neck and she turned her head towards him. At the moment he wanted to simply devour her, or at least make a solid attempt at doing so, and to do that properly they needed to be face to face again. Also it would be much easier for her to pull off his t-shirt if she was facing him.<br/><br/>Or undo his belt and fly if that was her wish as well.<br/><br/>Brett and Lauren, and even the wonderful view, faded from his attention and he was entirely transfixed by the woman who was directly before him.<br/>