As Stinson's tongue runs across her skin, he senses that she is enjoying it, feeling the way she shivers and hearing the little moan, which he sees as a sign that he is doing something right. He kisses her neck again as he tries to make her go weak at the knees and succumb to his foreplay in the way he had always tried to make her do before. He smiles at her mischievously, knowing that she was playing that same familiar game he was, and loving every second of it. He smirks at her as his hands continue to explore her body, running across her hips, her back, her thighs, and every part of her. He knew she had never thought of herself as insanely attractive, but everything about her just drew him in, made him want her forever. He stares into her eyes as he imagines all that they would do to each other tonight, knowing that neither of them would want to let the other one get the upper hand. and would do their best to prove that they were passionate and hot in bed, trying to outdo the other.

Stinson was now a lost cause, though. As soon as she had shown that little bit of her panties, he was like putty in her hands now. He had told her how he really and honestly felt, and now he was glad that she had accepted it, he relaxed and felt like everything would be alright. When she lets her bra fall and sits up, he stares at her chest, one thing he had missed more than anything. They were perfect for her body in every way, their shape and size just right for her, and they were everything Stinson remembered. He smiles and then pulls her pants down to reveal the lace underwear fully and leave them both their almost fully undressed. He smiles. "You look so beautiful. The most beautiful girl in the world," he whispers. And then when she touches him there for the first time, he moans and closes his eyes for a second, savouring her touch. He then sits up, kissing her in the centre of the chest before moving his mouth to her breast, allowing his tongue to glide across it. His hand moves down at the same time, touching her between her legs and gently rubbing her through her panties. He then slips his hand inside and touches her gently at first, still kissing her across the chest as he shows her just how much he loves her body.

Stinson could see from Bianca's face how pleased she was to be here now, and he had to admit that he was to. Being with her was a dream, and he had no idea why he had never chosen her in the first place. At that moment, nothing else mattered. Even if Chantal had walked in on them now, he really wouldn't care, because he had Bianca again in his arms. He smiles at her as he sees that familiar wicked little look in her eyes that said she thought she was in control, but that was only until he taken her breast in his mouth, one hand caressing the other breast, as he rubbed her through her panties. He listens to the little moan that escapes her as his hand touches her directly between her legs for the first time, and he feels the effect it has on him, knowing she must have felt how excited he was as well. It had been a long time since he had heard those noises coming from her sweet lips and he knew it wasn't the last. He missed the way she was never afraid to show her passion and her pleasure - he guessed it was the Italian part of her genes that led to that. There had been a few occasions when they were in hotels that neighbouring guests had banged on the walls when Bianca got too loud in the throes of love, but that just turned them both on more and they would go at it even harder and faster, melting into each other.

He watched her face as he moved his hand back and forth slowly against her, not yet going into her as he waited to give her what she really wanted. He could see in her eyes that she wanted him. When she reaches inside, he slips out of his boxers and lets them fall to the floor as he groans when she strokes him slowly. He made sure his hand was going at the same pace as hers as they stared into each other's eyes. "You feel so good, Bianca," he whispers. Stinson then leans forward and decides to make the next move to see if she'd submit. He kisses her to increase the passion as he moves his hand and slowly pushes two fingers into her ever so gently to let her feel every movement of his hand as he waits to see how she'll react.

Stinson smiles as he sees the way Bianca reacts to his fingers penetrating her. He kisses her and gives her breast the gentlest of bites between his teeth as he tries to turn her on even more and push her over the edge. He failed to anticipate her next move though, and he unwittingly moves closer when she pulls him, before he feels himself against her warmth, only the thin lace of her panties between them and the feeling he had craved for so long - being back inside her. He closes his eyes and moans loudly as he tries to fight the urge to throw her back on the bed and take her there and then. "Fuck..." he mouths silently he feels himself rub against her again, pushing his hips to increase the pressure against her. He then pushes his fingers a little deeper, trying to throw her off and cause her to lose it.

Stinson smiles when he sees the way Bianca reacts to his fingers, which he starts to move slightly inside her, hitting all the spots that he knew would set her off and cause him to win - but he only wanted to tease her for now. He smiles as he keeps kissing her chest and bringing his free hand up to squeeze her free breast every so often. When she moves her hips, he smiles and leans into her. "Go on Bianca...let go, babe," he whispers teasingly to her, smirking. Then she makes another bold move. When she shoves him back, he takes his fingers from inside her underwear and waits to see what she will do next. As she rubs herself against him, he again feels how warm and ready for him she is, even through the lace material. He groans loudly and runs his hands up her thighs, stopping at her underwear. He grabs the waist. "Take them off, please," he utters, pushing up his hips again and again to feel her pressing against him, his eyes tightly shut as he surrenders to the feeling.

Stinson stares up at Bianca as she develops the grin on her face that said she knew she had won their little foreplay game. He knew it too. It was pointless to try to resist her anymore when all he wanted was to feel himself deep inside her. He smiles as he kisses her and then watches as she slides her underwear off, leaving them both naked. He puts his hands on her hips as if to guide her onto him, and when she slides down onto him, taking him fully inside her, he moans loudly, feeling what he had craved for so long. He fit together with Bianca like with no one else, and it felt like heaven to him. When she slides off completely again, he groans when he feels the air against him again, his hips moving in search of her. Then she asks him to beg for it and he knows what it's all about, as soon as she says about leaving him lying here. He laughs a little. No one would ever make him beg...that is except Bianca. He wanted her so bad...needed her, and he was prepared to do anything to have her.

Taking her hips in his hands again, Stinson smiles. "Please, Bianca. Please. No one makes me feel like you do, I swear. I missed this pussy so much. I need to feel you on me...to feel the way you make me moan. I want to make you feel good," he says genuinely. "Please give it to me, Bianca. You win, and I need it. I need you." He reaches up then and takes her face in his hands gently. "Please don't leave. I swear I'll never leave you again," he says softly.

Stinson chuckles at her comment before he kisses her back. When she slides onto him again, he tenses up a little and lets out a long moan, wrapping his arms around her as she straddles him. He looks up at her with lust in his eyes - everything about being in bed with Bianca was incredible to him, and it had been so long since he had been with her, he hadn't realised how much he missed it. "You feel so good," he whispers to her. When she stared at him, he smiled up at her and waited to see what she would do next, savouring this quiet moment between them and the contact they were enjoying with him inside her again. When she starts to move, he bends his legs a little and pushes his hips up, holding her hips against him with both hands as he stares into her eyes, the intensity in their locked gaze just increasing the way their sex felt to him. Although they had been together many times before, they had never done so after feelings had been admitted like he just admitted to her, although he wondered if she felt the same. He pushed the feeling to the back of his mind as he grinds against her, groaning softly as he kisses her shoulder. "You're so beautiful," he whispers to her as they move together in motion, enjoying each other's bodies.

Every time Bianca would stop and tease him, Stinson would smirk at her and try to push her hips back down. It was this sort of playful element that had always made their sex together incredible. He craved her though, and in the end his eyes would plead to feel her back on him again. When she went faster, he would close his eyes and groan a little, upping his own pace to match hers, never letting her think she had the upper hand on him. He was waiting for her to get rough, as she always did. The anticipation was always part of the game though, and when she would lose herself it always made it a million times better. His moans matched her own as he felt himself glide into her over and over, the slide friction causing an intense pleasure to flow through him. When her back arched, he would wrap his arms around her, and he eventually rolled her around, careful to make sure he stayed inside her as he now found himself on top. He smirked down at her as he stopped the motion for a moment. "Looks like someone let her guard down," he jokes now that he has control. He leans down and brings his tongue to her breast, running it in small circles over her as he keeps his hips still, remaining inside her.

When Stinson finds himself on top, he feels a new sort of obligation, like all he wants to do is make Bianca feel good. He kisses her chest again and then comes up to kiss her on the lips when she tells him not to tease her. "I wouldn't dream of it, babe," he says. He was shocked to hear that word coming from his own lips, not sure if it would freak her out, but he felt like it was right to say it at the time. When she wraps her legs around his waist, he runs his hand along the outside of her thigh, loving how soft and smooth it was. He then leans forward and whispers to her. "I love being with you," as he kisses her neck and then rocks his hips forward, pushing himself as deep inside her as he could and groaning loudly as he does so. "Fuck....it's so good, Bianca," he gasps, before pulling himself all the way out and then pushing deep again as he momentarily holds back from going as fast and all out as his body craves.

When Bianca calls out his name, Stinson gets a pleasurable shiver up his spine, loving the way she sounds sexy when he says it. He watches the way she reacts to him not being inside her and he momentarily smirks before he kisses her softly. "Whatever you say..." he says quietly, his arms wrapping around her. The fact she asked for him inside her made him so hot for her and he pushed forward again, this time holding himself for a few seconds at the deepest point of his thrust. When she wraps her legs tighter, it pushes him further in and he groans louder, starting to instinctively move his hips faster as he starts to push himself in and out of her faster. "You won't have to," he gasps. "I don't ever want to be with anyone but you." He takes her hands as he moves, holding them tightly the faster he pushes into her, the sensation causing him to close his eyes as he moans softly. As her hips rock against his own, he smiles. "You are so hot," he moans into her neck before he gives it a kiss. He looks down at her just to see her mind wander as if she is thinking about something else, and immediately he realises what it is. He chuckles and leans close to her ear as his pace gets faster. "Tell me what you want, sexy," he purrs into her ear.

Stinson smiles when Bianca speaks. He keeps thrusting hard into her, causing them both to jolt up the bed a little as he speaks back to her in the same sexy low tone. "No girl ever could. You're my only girl, Bianca. I swear." He kisses her in the centre of her chest and then runs his tongue across her breast again. He loved her chest so much and he pays it a lot of attention, before pushing himself up on his elbows and groaning as he thrusts his penis into her again and again. He loved the way her body made him feel and he never wanted it to end. He listens as she speaks, smiling at the way she blushes. "Naughty girl," he whispers as he bites her ear. "I'll make you come, babe. Don't you worry about that. I'll make you come so hard." He slides out of her. "How about something a little different?" He asks with a wink. He grabs her legs and pulls her right to the edge of the bed so her legs are hanging over the edge. He then drops to his knees on the floor and smiles up at her.