Note: Per suggestion from LeeLeeRM, I'm doing a part two of "Taking Matter into My Own Hands." I hope you all enjoy it!
We fall to the bed, a writhing mass of lust and need. Our arms and legs tangled together in a long embrace. It's been over a month since I've seen Samara and now that she's finally back I couldn't resist these needs a second longer. I run my hands along her sides as she takes my lips in a passionate kiss, dragging my nails up and down till she moans and thrusts against my leg. She pulls back long enough to pull my shirt and pants off, and then she's on me again. Her hands playing along my stomach, brushes the undersides of my breasts through the material of my bra then down to dip her fingers teasing below the waist of my panties.
Releasing a small growl, I flip her onto her back and lean against her ear whispering "clothes…off, now." She smiles, quickly discards her clothing, and flips so that she is once again on top. Her knee brushes against my heated center, causing me to whimper and arc into her, seeking more attention. In a blink of an eye, my bra is gone; replaced by her mouth, gently suckling and nipping the sensitive peak, then moves to the other peak, ensuring that it receives an equal amount of attention. With each swirl of her tongue, the pool of arousal between my thighs grows till I'm grinding against her desperately. She moves down my body, leaving a trail of kisses in her wake and pulls my panties off. I shiver as her breath caresses my swollen folds and part my legs in invitation.
Her hands glide up my legs, parting me further; her fingers move along the sensitive flesh, gathering moisture as they work from my core up to my clit in an agonizingly slow pace. She lowers her face, and I nearly jump out of my skin as her tongue flicks against my clit. Once, twice, thrice, by the fourth flick, my body is shaking and I feel my orgasm building. Her tongue ventures away, down to circle my center then back up to my clit. I spread my legs further and rock my hips, hinting at needing more. She moves her right hand up and with one smooth motion, thrusts two fingers into me. Slowly she moves them in and out, brushing against that sweet spot with every other movement, making me groan and buck against her onslaught.
Her mouth closes over my clit fully, and gently tugs. I gasp, digging my nails into her shoulders and she tugs again. My nails dig harder into her skin, urging her on, as she thrusts harder and faster. She curls her fingers, brushing the tips against my G-spot, leaving me breathless and on the verge of coming. Her tongue glides over my clit, increasing pressure with each swipe; her fingers continue the unrelenting pace and my muscles tense. With a final nip of my clit, my orgasm rushes through me and I scream her name. My channel spasms, milking her fingers, shivers run along the length of me and my breath comes in and out in shallow gasps. As my body comes down from the high, she removes her fingers and licks them clean before carefully attending to my still throbbing folds.
Her lips brush softy against my skin as she works her way back up my body, to look me in the eyes. I lift my head and capture her mouth with mine; my tongue runs along her lips and then intertwines with hers. I taste myself on her lips and it sparks another flare of desire within me and I groan. I wrap my legs around her waist and rub against her, sneaking my hand between us so I can rub her clit. Her hips buck against my hand, causing my knuckles to grind against my own sensitive nub and I moan. She pulls back and chuckles, sweeping the hair out of my face and behind my ear.
"Did I make good on my promise?"
"Hmm, it was okay. I think you can do better" I reply teasingly.
She leans down, nipping my ear lobe and purrs "Oh really now? Then I shall just have to make you scream louder this time…"