Jake entered the room first, a studio Airbnb, away from prying eyes and listening ears, letting Erica close the door behind them, as they took in the room. A king-sized bed. A desk with two reasonably comfortable-looking chairs. Coffee, tea, mini fridge.

Erica came from behind and slid her hands beneath their shirt, fondling their belly, their soft hair, giving their nipples a tweak just sharp enough to make them hiss an intake of breath.

They took the shirt off, their bearlike torso showing now, and turned. With one hand gently placed against her clavicle, they pushed her backwards.

She hit the wall and stopped, her eyes catching theirs as she smiled her mischievous smile. “Am I to be yours tonight, then?” she breathed.

They nodded. “All mine.”

“Oh good…” She bit her lip, already feeling the wetness begin between her legs. “Then take me, fuck me, make me your bitch.”

Jake growled softly, leaning in, replacing their hand with teeth as they nibbled their way up from the sensitive bone, up her neck, biting her ear gently, before coming around to her mouth. There, they pulled out her bottom lip and bit it gently, before moving their mouth over hers, massaging her lips, tongue sliding through and into her waiting mouth.

She moaned, knowing all of the wonderful things that tongue could do to her this weekend.

They placed a hand in the small of her back, the other behind her head, caressing the short hair there, tugging it a little, teasing what might come later. If she was good.

She moved against them, her hips swaying of their own accord, her nipples, under too many layers of cloth, puckering and seeking attention.

They didn't disappoint. They never did. They removed the sweater and the T-shirt beneath, revealing tanned skin, smooth and soft.

They gently bit each nipple in their bra cup, gaining a small cry for each, before moving to kiss down one side and up the other.

“What do you want?” they spoke against her skin. “Tell me.”

“My nipples. God, my nipples. Bite them. Touch them. Fuck, anything, they need you.”

“Mmm...” they murmured, never one to ignore someone begging. They undid the bra and slid it off, adding it to the loosely scattered pile of clothing on the floor. Then, slowly, they kissed and licked all around her left breast, moving into the centre, a bit at a time.

Just before reaching that nipple, they ran their palm across the other, and she gasped, shakily.

“Oh fuck…ah ah ah!”

As they pinched and pulled with that hand, their mouth found the other nipple and began to suck it, rolling the tip against the roof of their mouth, catching it with their teeth and pulling, before gliding them across the top as their tongue flicked against it, across it.

She began to pant, as they swapped mouth and hand, giving the same pinching, sucking, biting treatment to the other.

“Yesss, oh yes, fuck yes. But not just there, my pussy needs you, please…” she panted out a few syllables at a time.

They turned her around, leaning her into the wall, knowing the cold would brush her nipples, and receiving a shocked gasping to confirm it, as they reached around to undo her jeans and pull them down with her panties. Now naked, she leaned against the wall, moving her nipples slowly across the slightly rough surface as her body reacted to each touch with a small jerk.

Jake worked her body; fingers stroking, mouth licking—and sometimes biting—from ankle to neck. As they reached back around her, tweaking her nipples again in a quick movement that made her squeak, they let their weight lean on her just a little, as their hands drifted down to open her legs.

Her pussy was soaked. They pulled the juice with their fingers up and around her clit, now a hard little nub, stimulating it slowly, gently at first. Fingers inside, up to circle around, then back, and she was whimpering. She was so aroused her hips were fucking the air, and then their fingers as two slid inside, seeking her special spot and finding it easily.

Pressing it with each stroke in and out, they used their thumb to circle her wet clit, their other hand to pinch and stroke and play with her nipples, their teeth to bite at her neck and ears.

Her breathing roughened, became out of her control. Her hips bucked back into them and they used their free arm to hold her up as once, twice, three times they thrust their fingers inside her, thumb pressing and flicking her clit.

She cried out, louder, louder, louder again, before the wave broke and she shook all over, crying again and again into the wall, before collapsing into the supporting arms of her lover for the weekend.

“Good… very good…” they whispered into her ear as they picked her up and carried her over to the bed, tucking them both under the duvet. “Oh I am going to enjoy fucking you, aren't I…”

She smiled and turned into them, ready for a short rest. “And I'm already enjoying being fucked by you."