247 Victory At Las

Astrid smiled in her mind. She could feel her victory approaching. Yes, victory on its way.

She continued and proceeded to grab it lightly and gently rub her hand up and down his length, squeezing down lightly every now and then.

He jerked, pushing his hips forward and his length further into her hands as his body trembled from her touch.

That was it. The next second he let out a low growl, followed by a soft moan. The sexiest thing she had heard ever since she met him. She pressed down at the tip of his erected member and heard him moan again.

"Ahhh…Astrid… mhh urggh…"

Hearing him moan her name was like sweet music to her ears. He forgot about his tongue battle and let himself enjoy the pleasure she gave him, causing her to win. Victory at last.

It was at that moment, Jareth broke the kiss so they could catch their breaths and he could moan out his pleasure and then possibly pay her back in her own coin.

"Uhh mmhh…schh~"

Astrid pressed a little bit harder and then stopped. His head that he threw back before, he brought it back down so he could gaze into the same beautifully round, desired filled eyes like his.

Their breathing became ragged and heavy, as they both panted from the pleasure and duel they just had.

Jareth pushed his head closer to hers so that their foreheads now touched and he could look better into her eyes. "Astrid…" he managed to say her name and not moan it, giving her the clear satisfaction that he won.

"Hmm," Astrid blinked at him innocently like she did not just do what she did.

Jareth smiled at her before closing his eyes briefly. 'Naughty girl.' He thought to himself and his smile deepened.

"Who taught you how to do that?"

"No one," she confessed, eyes still locked on each other. 

"You are playing with fire."

"I just wanted to win."

"You did. Why don't I give you your reward?"

"Huh?" Before her mind could process what he was going to say, Jareth captured her lips and kissed her again. This time it was less fierce than the last but not too slow either.

She returned his kiss with the same frequency and need as he gave her. She was getting better and better at this and he enjoyed every single moment he kissed her, as did she.

His wandering hands moved again, while one rubbed up and down her side and back, his free hand moved to cover her breast and squeezed on it lightly, enjoying the feel of her soft melon in his palm.

"Ahh! Jareth…" Astrid moaned in his mouth, calling his name with her sweet sultry voice, making his blood to rush downwards at her sexy voice.

Tongues matched, kissed tasted as always, sloppy sounds reverberated in the room with each moment, they hungrily drank of each other's saliva.

He brought his head back up and Astrid eagerly met those lips with hers, joining tongues like a well known dance.

Jareth sucked and bit on her lips and tongue but he couldn't get enough. His mind was blown away from just kissing her.

'Mine, mine, mine.' He chanted in his mind.

Both hands moved up at once and kneaded the soft flesh rubbing against his chest as his hips ground into her, pushing his erection forward, yearning for her touch.

He was far past gone and could barely control himself anymore. He wanted her, body, heart and soul. It was only his mind that kept him sane and the pleasure he was enjoying was about to make his mind go bunkers.

He had enough of the play. In one swift move, he picked Astrid up and carried her bridal style to the bed.

"Ahh!" She half yelled from the shock of being carried and smiled at the feeling, closing her eyes to enjoying every second of it with both arms wrapped around his neck.

Her eyes finally flew open when she felt her body press against something soft. She opened her eyes and they locked with his. A small smile brewed up his lips as he stared down at her with lust-filled eyes.

She could not help but bite down on her lower lip from his intense lust-filled eyes, it made her blush beyond compare at what could happen next.

He climbed back on the bed and shuffled himself in between her legs, letting his weight press down on her.

He reached up and his hands covered her hands wrapped around her neck and slowly pried them open, pinning them on either side of her head, his eyes never leaving hers as he did.

His lips found hers again and they continued from where they had left off.

Minutes later, his hands let go of hers and wandered over her upper body as his lips trailed soft pleasurable kisses on her neck, shoulders, cleavage and nape.

He moved back up and trailed wet kisses up her neck to her right ear. She felt his husky voice lingering on her ear in a soft whisper but she could not hear him clearly. 

He spoke again but louder this time and with a more sexy moan filled voice. "Only I have the right to touch you."

After saying that, he pulled his head away to watch her face turn a perfect red as she blushed her shyness away.

He let out a peal of sweet laughter and kissed her fully on the lips. Astrid moved her hands back and entangled her fingers in his long blonde hair, showing him how much he meant to her as she deepened the kiss.

He moved his right hand down along her body and came to a stop on top of her knee and moved his hand under, raising her leg up and bending it by her knee.

By the time he was done, her dress slid back up and came up in a heap at her hip. He slid his wandering hands down her exposed thigh…