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The door is barely closed before Lorraine has her hand lowering the zipper of Ed’s trousers, briefly palming over Ed’s bulge. He cannot breathe, the world around him is spinning as Lorraine drops to her knees, pushing Ed back against the door. He's barely able to lock the deadbolt in place. His hands shake as he lets the keys fall into the bowl by the door.
“Hon... shit ...” Ed moans, his hands winding through her hair. He doesn’t actually know what has prompted this – they had been at a diner when Bobby Moore from high school had emerged from the kitchen. He was no longer the lean teen that had been infatuated with Lorraine – aged twenty-one at most, the guy looks fifty, with a belly that enters the room first and teeth as yellow as the cheese on Ed’s burger.
The guy had sneered a grotesquely smutty comment to Lorraine, something about taking her top off as payment. Ed had wanted to punch the guy’s grin from his face. Lorraine managed to restrain Ed though, at least until they were walking back to the car. She let Ed curse up to high heaven insults at Bobby Moore as he emerged from the diner, chasing Lorraine again, as he always did. Ed stood between Bobby and Lorraine as the ogre had begged and pleaded with Lorraine.
Eventually, Bobby had turned to insulting Lorraine when she let him down. Ed responded with a fist to Bobby’s face, and the guy had collapsed in the parking lot. Lorraine’s hands dragged over Ed’s chest as she managed to pull him back to the car, where she was able to calm him down enough that they could drive home without crashing.
“You... are...” Lorraine starts, hollowing her cheeks as she bobs her head. Ed moans, knotting his fingers through her hair. He lets Lorraine work him to the edge, she’s always been comfortable doing this herself.
“Shit...” Ed moans, his hips almost rolling as he gets closer to the peak. He comes with a low groan and a sharp tug on her hair.
When Lorraine sits back on her heels, she has a lazy smile on her face. Ed‘s chest heaves as he reaches back blindly, eventually managing to lock the deadbolt on the door. He glances down at Lorraine again, she’s the picture of sin at this moment: on her knees in front of him, her hair a mess and Ed isn’t complaining at all.
“You, get upstairs. I will be there in a minute” he states, his voice rough and low. Lorraine grins and nods, kicking her heels off before scrambling up the stairs. Ed chuckles, his eyes resting on her ass until she’s out of view. He glances down over himself and realises that he doesn’t look much better than she does. His black slacks are unzipped, his cock hanging out. His tee is pushed up too, Lorraine’s left red welts where she scratched along his abs.
Taking a deep breath, he tucks himself away and makes his way through the house to check that all is in order. Having confirmed as such, he begins the journey up the stairs. Lorraine has left a trail of clothing, guiding Ed back to her as she always does. His own tee hands by the door as he wanders into the bedroom.
A smile falls on his face when he sees her. She is laid back on the bed, lazily dragging her hand over her body, occasionally stopping to tease a sensitive spot. Ed chuckles slightly and shakes his head.
“Look at you... all mine ” he growls. Lorraine nods and whimpers slightly, her legs parting as Ed kicks his shoes off and his trousers a moment later. He kneels above Lorraine as he kisses her, deep and forceful. She damn-near turns to putty under his touch.
“Who do you belong to?” Ed growls, biting down over Lorraine’s neck. She lets out a loud moan, her hands gripping at Ed’s shoulders as she manages to pant out the answer yours.
Ed smiles slightly as he sits back, admiring the large bruise now sitting on her neck.
“Good girl...” he murmurs. He grips at her hips as he pulls her close, kissing her deeply again. Lorraine winds her arms around his shoulders, a low moan barely escaping her as Ed’s hand winds between her legs. The rough pad of his thumb rests on her clit as he smiles into the kiss.
“You gonna be a good girl for me?” Ed asks, his voice low and rough as he sits back, though doesn’t move his hand. Lorraine nods furiously, whining as her hips roll against his hand. She’s close, she was close when she saw Ed punch Bobby in the face, and since then, she’s wanted nothing more than to have him so riled up and possessive.
Like he is now. His hands are tight as he grips her thighs, manhandling her until she’s on her hands and knees.
“Hands on the bedframe” he orders, and Lorraine complies. Ed chuckles slightly as she arches her back.
“Please...” she whimpers. Ed smiles and stands from the bed, easing his underwear down his legs. He kicks them aside, and when he glances back at Lorraine, she has a small smile on her face. Ed grins and kneels behind her on the bed, a smile on his face.
“You ready?” he asks, and when Lorraine nods, he gives her little more than a second before he slides in, building a punishing rhythm. It feels like coming home, to say the least. He grips her hips, his grip so tight that he will leave bruises that Lorraine will cherish until they fade.
Lorraine’s moans are loud as she arches her back, barely able to keep a grip on the headboard. Ed’s hands slap her ass, both sides simultaneously. Lorraine lets out a loud moan as her knees buckle beneath her.
“Ed... fuck... please” she begs, falling into the pillow. Ed's grip tightens as he leans down and bites down on her shoulder. His teeth leave a perfect indent, so perfect a dentist could accurately inspect Ed’s teeth. The sting from it tips Lorraine over the edge and she comes with a wail. Ed follows close behind, gripping her hips tightly as he spills into her.
He reaches up and lays a soft kiss to the back of her neck as he lowers her down to the bed with gentle movements. Once she’s laid down, he grabs a cloth from the bathroom and quickly cleans her up, before tossing the cloth aside.
He lays back on the bed, watching as Lorraine curls up at his side. She lazily drags a hand over his chest as she curls closer and yawns.
“I love you...” she whispers. Ed smiles and kisses the top of her head gently.
“Good... I love you too” he responds. Lorraine rolls her eyes slightly as she leans up to kiss him deeply.
“Remind me... who do you belong to?” he asks, slowly trailing his hands down her sides to cup her ass. Lorraine moans slightly, a slight rumble as she sucks at the hollow of his throat.
“You” she promises.