Grand Seduction Part Three
Christian hangs up the phone and looks over at me pouts...Shit he knows what that does to me but little does he know I am already seduced, from all the things I have been doing to him all night have had almost the same effect on me as it has him.
"Anastasia, get out of the car and I am going to take you on the hood of the car." Oh god...I feel like I could convulse, he knows what to say to get my body to act up but for now I ignore it... This is the fun part...The chase. I slowly get out of the car and slip off my Jimmy Choo's without much notice from Christian, as soon as I am out the door of the Audi I start to run out of the garage but he is too fast. He catches me and pins me against the hood of his Audi.
"Oh baby, you should know by now if you run I will always catch you..." His voice is carnal and deep, I am breathless... oh I give up just fuck me already! I bite my lip
"Please" I breath
"Oh no Anastasia, I am going to tease you just as much as you teased me, you may throw the sticks but I am going to gladly pick them up, Mrs. Grey." He hikes my dress up and moans when he notices I still have the thigh high's on. Christian pulls his erection from his slacks, god this is so hot... We are still dressed and about to be lost in each other's pleasure. Slowly he grinds himself against the purple lace of my panties causing a pleasant vibration to his my clit, Christian barley presses into me with my panties acting as a restraint, just rip them already! Fuck!
"Christian...Please...Fuck me." I am already in throes of pleasure and desire, shit is this what he felt like at the party?
"Patience baby." He grinds harder and I almost cum on spot...Almost...
I look at him in the eyes and bite my lip again before grinding myself into him at the same time he is, a throaty groan is heard so I continue this is just as much torture for me as it is for him, I wish he would put me out of my misery.
"Holy Christ Anastasia, what has gotten into you? You are one horny little thing aren't you?"
Normally I would come back with a smart remark but I hold my tongue because I know it would only prolong the wait. "Please...sir" Is all I allow to come out my mouth.
In a moment I am in his arms and he is carrying me into the house right to our first surface...The kitchen. I mentally pray that Gail is off this evening or Taylor called her up to their apartment. Before I have time to think my dress is unzipped and on the floor and Christian runs his hands down the bustier feeling every patch of lace and satin.
"God I love this Anastasia, do you have more?" I nod; I have quite a few bustiers and sexy lingerie in my closet that I do my best to hide from Christian or else I would be wearing them every day. "Good"
Slowly he unclips my stalking from the garter belt to slip my panties off, lifting his hand he takes a deep breath and smells my panties, kinky bastard... but for some reason tonight it is so hot. Immediately his head is between my legs and his tongue is doing magical things.
"O...Oh...Yes." Moaning, I tangle my hands in Christian's hair as he continues his pleasurable assault on my body, I feel pleasure spike through my body as he bites down on my clitoris. I almost come when he does that but much to my displeasure he doesn't let me, my inner goddess is writhing on her sofa, now naked but still wearing her dark plum lipstick. I pull Christian's lips to meet mine and I can taste myself on him. Finally he pushes into me slowly before picking up pace and going faster and faster, I can hear our skin slapping together, I have yet to find a hotter sound than that except for Christian's moan now that is hot.
"Harder...Fuck me harder."
Christian grabs my thighs and follows my request; we are both sweating and close to our orgasm at this point.
"Come to me, Anastasia" Christian groans delivering an extra hard thrust. I come. We both stand a minute to catch our breath from our first surface.
"Hmm..." Christian groans licking a stripe up my neck to my ear. "I have been waiting for this all night...To be inside my wife."
I get off the counter and pull him over to the piano. I pull off the bustier and undo his slacks and sliding his already unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders, I push him down on the piano bench and get down on my knees, I want him in my mouth...I want to taste him. Of course he never disappoints and is already hard and twitching ready to go. I look up at him through my lashes and take him into my mouth, he tastes heavenly. Sheathing my teeth I suck him as hard as I can muster.
"Jesus fuck..." His hand is on the back of my head pushing me farther down his cock.
Briefly I remember a technique for giving amazing head I read about in a Cosmo magazine a while and follow through pressing my tongue underneath his cock and just under the head. I press hard and instantly gain my reward from him, he comes in my mouth and I instantly swallow his savory taste. I think I enjoy giving him head more than he enjoys receiving it.
He looks down at me, his eyes dark with desire. "Where the hell did you learn to do that...Fuck that was amazing" He wipes the sweat from his brow.
"A magazine" I shrug and bite my lip
"We are buying more of whatever magazine that is...I want a lifetime subscription." He lifts me up and places me on the top of the piano and is inside me again this time he is making love, going slow and filled with passion, my toes curl little some of the keys making a sound ring from the piano, though it is just jumbled music, to me it sounds like a piece my Mozart or Batch, it's our own personal composition from love and pleasure.
"Oh Christian..." Our lips move smoothly together as we continue to make slow passionate love on the piano.
"I love you so much baby..."
We both meet our orgasms and lay on the piano to catch our breath and relax, but I know we are far from over...After all, where are my spankings?
