Marcy slip through the doorway back into the bedroom, pulling the door shut behind her. Ian opened his eyes once more at the noise of the door shutting. Ian's eyes grew wide at the site of Marcy, she stood there dressed however she looked as if she was wearing nothing at all. The black silky material that barely draped over her breasts showing her erect nipples. While the waist of the nightgown hugged at her hips and the hem swaied back and forth on her lace panties as she moved closer and closer to the bed. Ian only realizing his mouth had fallen open when Marcy cupped his chin licking his bottom lip and the tip of his tounge. This sent Ian into a frenzy of pent up passion. He grabbed Marcy by the elbows and pulled her on top of him straddling him on the bed. Ian could feel where the silk of the gown met the lace of her panties on his lower stomach right above his waist line. This fueled Ian's animalistic hunger driving his tongue deep into Marcy's mouth while his hands locked in her still wet hair. Marcys body grinded against Ian's as she slid lower to settle her now damp panties right on top of Ian's erection. Ian jolted in shock and clarity he finally tried to pull away fully aware of what was now transpiring. Marcy simply moved closer "please, no more fighting this" she groaned as she slid the silk material over her head and dropped it on the floor.
That was it, Ian had lost any ounce of control he had previously clung onto. He could not hold himself back any longer his hunger and need for Marcy had taken over fully. Ian looked at her now naked body up and down and in one swift movement Ian was on top of her kissing her so deeply yet it wasn't enough. Ian left a searing hot trail of kisses from Marcy's mouth to her ear and down her neck until he found his mouth on Marcys breast. He took Marcy's nipple into his mouth and clamped it in-between his teeth while he flicked it relentlessly with his tongue. Marcy gasped and moaned in response, raking her hands through his thick black hair. Marcy could not rub Ian enough, no amount of touching wasnt good enough anymore. Marcy needed him, all of him. So Marcy released Ian's head to move her hands down his smooth abbs setting the perfect path for her to take before settling on Ian's belt buckle. Ian released Marcy's nipple and arched back giving her room to undo his buckle and pants before leaning back down for another hot hungry kiss. Sliding his tongue across her lip before entering her mouth once more. Ian shimmied his pants off and let out a growl that rattled deep inside of Marcy. Touching every inch of her all at once, parts of her that have never been touched were now awoken with pure desire and ecstasy. Ian deepened the kiss before moving to Marcy's neck where he grazed his teeth before latching on to her like the monster he thought that he was. Releasing a animalistic rumble of pleasure from deep within Marcy's chest, calling Ian back to her mouth . Marcy's hands rubbed Ian's erection over her wet thighs moving slowly to part her vagina lips. Ian caught Marcy by the wrists pinning her hands above her head in one hand and parting her with the other to rub his erection up and down her folds coming to find her clit. He then trusted deep into Marcy while thumbing her clit in unison with every stroke. Marcy opens her mouth to moan but Ian only muffles it with his kiss. Marcy tightened herself around Ian as she edged closer and closer to a climax, feeling his erection ready to burst within her. They both explode with ecstasy in unison clinging to each other as if to ground themselves to reality. Panting they fall into one another for a long while and Marcy whispered in Ian's ear "no more fighting...please".