Well, well, well... Not fans of cliff hangers? LOL! Sorry... (wink)
On with the show!
Through his eyes.
Chapter 52
As I watch; I repeat in my head... You want to take this slow... you want to take this slow... you want to take this slow...
The button is open. Then the zipper...
"Do you also sleep in a shirt?" she asks.
"No..." Shit! I should have said yes...
"Good." She bites at her lip.
Then her hands are pulling at my shirt. I don't offer any resistance as she pushes it upwards and then off... My eyes take in as much of her as they can see; my breathing is halfway between normal and panting. As my shirt falls to the floor, I kiss her again... I have to...
I also have to moan at the feeling of her hands on me. It's been a long time since someone has touched me this way; following every line of muscle, every contour... Lovingly...
You want to... take this... um...
I'm now harder than I think I've ever been... in my life!
Slow... yeah...
Her left hand makes its way back into my hair and holds me tight against her as her right directs one of mine under her shirt.
As she pushes my hand up over her ribs, she takes the final step backwards between us and the bed, pulling me along with her.
I feel the edge of lace that holds her ample breasts and I can't help but savour the feel of it. It's been a long time... She pulls away and the moonlight flashes against the white of her teeth as she smiles. Then she sits and tugs at the waist of my jeans. "I know these are probably quite comfy, but I'm guessing they aren't the PJ's you were referring to before." I hear the smile in her voice.
"No, they aren't." I say, but before I can say anything else, she has the button undone. That action makes me aware of just how overdressed I feel compared to her so I move quickly to remedy that. I bend down and kiss her once more.
Distracting. My hand slips down to the hem of her shirt. Then it's off...
Gently and without stopping the kiss, I ease her back onto the mattress.
Lips kiss. Tongues caress and taste.
Hips grind.
My hands cup and knead her full breasts. I can feel her flesh harden against my thumbs as I pass them over the white lace bra. White... I need to see...
I move slightly downwards. My cock twitches at the sight in front of me. I can't stop myself; I bend down, circling the hardened flesh with the tip of my tongue. I draw her into my mouth, lace and all. I suck gently, slowly...
Slowly... oh shit!
She arches up, moans, holding me to her.
My hand slips underneath her and before I know it; her bra is undone...
You weren't going to do this... I think to myself. I must have stopped what I was doing.
Hands pull at my hair; bringing my eyes up to hers.
"I want this." She says confidently. "I know you do too."
Our eyes lock for what seems hours but in reality, probably only seconds.
I make up my mind.
I move up her body and hold her face between my hands. It's dark but I know deep, brown eyes are staring back at me. "Yes... I do, very much... but we're both..."
"Adults." She finishes. "We're both single adults."
I'm still torn and I'm pretty sure she knows it, but her next words cement my previous decision...
"I've wanted to feel you inside me since I first laid eyes on you." She reaches over to her bedside table and I hear the crinkle of foil... I know what it is without even looking.
There's no more hesitation.
Hmm... She's a bit of an eager beaver isn't she...? NO! Don't even go there! You dirty, dirty minded people...hahahaha
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