Chapter 6: ...movie
Olivia was finally passed out on the love seat with a blanket. My sassy Brain was giving me the silent treatment, angry with me for not fucking in the kitchen. Currently, I was bent over, adding the horror movie to the DVD player. Phillip, who was sitting on the couch behind me, was probably foaming at the mouth watching me bend over. Someone had insisted that the only way to appreciate the movie was to view it like at the movies. So, much to my dismay, the lights were off except for a hallway light.
Turning, I grabbed the remote and was about to sit near the end of the couch. That's when an arm grabbed me, pulling me down to sit next to his left side. Phillip draped an arm over my shoulders and began to rub light circles with his thumb on my bicep. He stared at my mouth for a moment before going in for the second kiss of the night. This one was just a little deeper than the first. The way his mouth tasted was heavenly. Abundantly sweeter than before. It had to be from the rich wine we drank. I wanted a better taste of him. I parted my lips and opened my mouth enough to allow him access to my tongue. The kiss deepened again and this time I moaned into his mouth. Both of my thighs clenched together. We were drinking in each other. Each of us tasting the other and feeling the heat rising in the room. The stubble on his chin scratching me slightly, that burning feeling so amazingly good on my sensitive skin.
Philip broke the kiss first. My breathing heavier than was necessary. Honestly, if it was acceptable to pant in front of him I would be. "Peaches, you taste amazing."
Staring at his mouth again, "Peaches?" Hmm, could be my next stage name.
"Mmm hmm. If we don't start the movie soon I'm going to forget that you shot me down back there" he said giving me an intense look. It couldn't tell if it was from lust but if looks could kill, I would be so very dead.
Pressing play on the remote, the opening credits came up. The music wind effects starting low then building. I could tell this was an older movie, but I wasn't sure what. That was until the blue from the title unblurred and became clear.
"Alien's", I said wide-eyed.
"Yea, have you ever seen this"
"No! Oh god. I'm already freaking out."
Phillip pulled me closer, sniffing into my hair again. I was too scared to care. I felt like I had a healthy appreciation for horror movies. As in, I didn't see them, which my nerves appreciated. "Oh, what's the matter, peaches? Affffrraaaiiddd...", Phillip all but hissed into my ear.
Pulling my knees up from the floor, I wrapped my arms around them. My eyes barely peeking above my kneecaps. "You'll tell me if a scary part comes, right?"
Another grin spread across his face that I found both attractive and terrifying. "Of course, Quinn."
On screen, Ripley was in her robot suit fighting the queen alien. So far, I had freaked out, jumped at the scary parts, covered my face and stopped myself from screaming.
"Ugh, these aliens are so creepy and real looking," I told Phillip as the alien made another bite attempt at Ripley.
"Meh, they're alright I guess. I mean, all they have is the element of surprise. No real work in capturing your prey when all you do is pop up, then kill with your face." Phillip had been watching the entire movie with the same nonchalant look as if watching a documentary.
"Consider yourself an alien, murdering, mastermind, do you?" I glanced back to look at him.
"Ha! You might be surprised. Take the Xenomorph aliens in this movie. This isn't a passionate killing. It's hungry. They need to feed, the humans are just providing that source of food. The Xenomorph has been around for eons doing exactly what it was designed to do. But you could also think about..."
I couldn't help but smile at him. He really must be into horror movies. There was something adorable in the way he was explaining an alien lifestyle to me. I continued to let him rant away about the need to feed vs. killing for sport, smiling at him all the while. The movie was over but he kept talking. Trying to convince me what the Aliens did was justifiable.
Everything about Phillip makes me want him. If someone were to look at us right now they might say we've been a couple of years. We looked just like a normal couple enjoying a weekday movie. Not the stripper and vay-cay fling that this was shaping up to be.
Fuck it, I wanted this man. My inner Brain coming to attention, whawasthat? That was it. I want this to happen. My inner Brain was already standing in a boxing stance, ready to tackle whatever I was about to do. Deep breath. Don't fuck this up. Please, don't fuck this up, she was telling me.
In one easy fluid motion, I swung my right leg around and straddled his open thighs. Whatever he was saying stopped him instantly.
"Go on," I urged him to continue his speech.
"Uhhhh, I can't remember what I was talking about," Phillip was moving his hands up from my knees, slowly sliding up my thighs. I put my hands on his to stop them from traveling too far up. I picked up both of his hands and placed them on each of my ass cheeks. The look of surprise and excitement that flashed in his blue (Huh, I thought they were green) was totally worth it.
"So, Mister, 'tryin' to get me all scared and terrified'," I accused him, a sly smile formed on his face. "Now, it's my turn to have the upper hand."
Very slowly, I started to lean back. I kept slow falling backward till my head was almost touching the coffee table. Reaching out, I grabbed the remote and started switching the source on the tv from MOVIE to STEREO. I loved listening to music as part of foreplay. Music was a way for your mouth and body to give a performance. And right now, I was gearing up to put on a very hot show.
Phillip had leaned into me and was currently breathing heavily near my exposed navel. I shivered every time he placed a small kiss on my belly. Concentrating, I continued to hang slightly upside down till I was able to select the playlist I had been searching for. Setting the remote back down, I let my back arch forward to slowly move back in my sitting position on his lap. Reaching out for the open collar at Phillips button down, I started to move the shirt off his shoulders as the song came on. Phillip was quick to help, unable to control his eagerness. Neither of our eyes leaving each other's gaze. Crazy in Love by Sofia Karlberg began to play behind me.
I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave I'm beggin' you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row
Grabbing hold of the bottom of my shirt I pulled upwards till it had traveled up and over my head. I tossed in on the floor next to his. Phillip's mouth was parted now, making the heavy breathing very audible.
He continued to stare at me, eyes wide, taking in my red silk bra. I reached the bottom of his top and pulled the black t-shirt off him. Instantly, his hands where back on my ass. I was grinding my hips into his in time with the beat of the song. I wouldn't be surprised if I was already soaked through my leggings with how badly he was turning me on. Placing both my hands on his chest, I used my nails on him, scratching slowly down till my fingers stopped at his belt. A deep moan escaped from Phillips' mouth causing his eyes to roll back and his head to fall back. Ooo, someone likes a little pain. Leaning down, I licked his nipple, to his Adam's apple, then back down to give attention to his other nipple. Covering the whole thing with my mouth, using my teeth to dance across the sensitive puckered flesh. I bit down a little, harder than a meant to. To my surprise, Phillip hissed and squeezed my ass, making it easier to grind me harder onto him.
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame
Yeah, cause I know I don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can
"Fuck, Quinn!"
"Hmm, who's consuming who now, baby?"
Got me lookin' so crazy right now
Your love's got me lookin' s o crazy right now
Got me lookin' so crazy right now your touch's
Got me lookin' so crazy right now
Sitting up abruptly, I reached behind me and unsnapped my bra. Phillip slid his hands up my ass, figure tips grazing my back and stopping at the loose straps on my shoulders. With each strap in hand, he pulled my bra the rest of the way off, making myself exposed to him. Phillip's mouth latched onto my breast, throwing my head back at the pure electricity that shot through me.
My hands were pulling and tugging at Phillips' hair, his hot mouth sucking and biting at each breast.
"Phillip?" I gasped near his ear.
"Yes, peaches?" Hearing his endearment for me sent a new wave of vibrations through me. I could feel him vibrating again too. I couldn't wait anymore. I reached down between us and started unbuckling his belt. My hands shaking the whole time, both nervous and excited.
"If you don't take your pants off soon I'm afraid I'm going to finish without you."
"Oh, I don't think so" And with that, he grabbed my ass cheeks again and lifted me up. My feet hitting the floor, we both quickly removed our pants and underwear.
It's the way that you know what I thought I knew
It's the beat that my heart skips when I'm with you
But I still don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can
I shoved him back on the couch, each of us fully naked. Climbing back on top of him, I could feel his sex rubbing against me. I wrapped my hand around him and rubbed my thumb gently over the tip of his dick. With my other hand, I took hold of his wrist and held it next to his head. I was beginning to feel crazed. I wanted to fuck Phillip senseless. I wanted him begging for me. I wanted to feel fear as I fucked his brains out.
Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's
Got me hoping you save me right now
Lookin' so crazy your love's got me lookin'
Got me lookin' so crazy your love
"Holy fuck, peaches, you're killin' me here"
"Am I, baby? Do you want me to stop?" I was stroking him now, mouth open and panting like I had been wanting to earlier. "Tell me what you want, baby? Tell me and I'll give it to you."
Phillip placed his other hand on my thigh. I could feel him pushing me, trying to impale himself into me. "Fuck me, Quinn," he growled at me. Feeling that I wasn't going to let him push himself inside me, he reached up and grabbed my throat. "I want that tight pussy wrapped around me." He was breathing deeply through his teeth. Another song started to play on the stereo. Oh, perfect. If I was your Vampire by Marilyn Manson.
A groan, so deep in my chest, rolled out of me as I lowered myself powerfully onto him. I almost came right then and there. Not only was he big but I haven't been with anyone for so long. Phillip must have felt the same way. Not only was he also groaning under me, but he had an even tighter grip on my neck. The grip was making it hard to breathe. However, it was just adding to the ecstasy I was feeling building up inside me.
If I was your vampire,
Certain as the moon,
Instead of killing time,
We'll have each other
Until the sun.
If I was your vampire,
Death waits for no one.
I set the rhythm. My pussy was getting wetter knowing that I was in control. With every bounce, I felt every inch of him sliding in and out of me. As a dancer, my body is a machine. I've built up years of strength in my legs, hips, and back. So, when I use my hips and thighs to grind on top of him, I'm making sure every stroke of my pussy was felt. I continued to roll my hips back and forth on him.
"Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good. But now it's my turn"
Phillip grabbed me by the ass again and lifted me straight up off the couch. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist which kept him fully inside me. He started walking away from the couch. I didn't care where he was taking me as long as he stayed inside me. My mouth found his. Realizing, I haven't tasted him since the movie started. Our tongues were fighting and dancing with each other. I bit down hard on Phillips' lip wanting more of him. I tasted the smallest drop of blood and my eyes opened wide. Golden, yellow eyes burned into mine. I broke away from the kiss.
"your eyes," I whispered.
Phillips response was to set me hard on the countertop, pull out just enough, then ram his dick into me as hard as possible. Making me completely forget what I just saw. He lifted one of my legs higher and set it on his shoulder, allowing himself to get buried deeper in me.
"UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH, Holy FUCKING SHIT"
"Ugh, God Peaches. What. The fuck. Are. You. Doing to ME. AHHH"
I leaned back on the counter, letting Phillip take the reins. I was already getting close. I could feel my feet getting warm. The heat spreading up my calves, thighs and rising deep in my belly. I reached behind me with one hand latching on to the other side for support. The other hand I used to play with my breast. I could tell he liked watching me. All men liked watching me. But only Phillip has seen me like this. No man has touched me since I became a stripper.
Beyond the pale
Everything is black
No turning back.
Beyond the pale
Everything's black
No turning back.
This is where it starts.
This is where it will end.
Here comes the moon again.
I started to cry out. I couldn't last much longer. "Phillip, I need...oh god, I'm ...oh fuck, don't stop! I'm gonna cum!"
"Let me feel it, Quinn. Cum for me, Peaches." Phillip reached down and rubbed his thumb in a small circle around my clit. And with that, I was undone. My universe exploded around me. It's as if my world went dark and bright all at once. I screamed so loud I was sure bunny slippers next door would call the cops. I didn't care. I can't remember ever having an orgasm like this. My heart was beating so violently I thought it might explode. I was still screaming out my release when I felt Phillip beginning to slam into me harder.
"AHHHHH FUCK!" Phillip roared out. The sound was terrifying and otherworldly. I could feel him letting himself go inside me. Hands gripping me tighter, holding me in place as he used my body for his own satisfaction. He doubled over me resting his head on my chest. I slipped my hands into his hair as his body jerked and twitch, the last of his orgasm fading out. Shit, I can't believe I just had the most amazing sex with a guy I just met this morning in a grocery store. My inner Brain was draped over her imaginary countertop looking smug and smoking a cigarette.
The both of us stayed in this moment, neither moving. I continued to play with Phillips' hair. I wanted to say something, but I don't think either of us wanted to move. It was just too perfect.
"Hey, Phillip?"
"Hmmm?" I heard from someone near my belly.
"My legs are numb"
I felt laughter against my skin. We stayed like that a few minutes, giggling at each other. Phillip came to a standing position, pulling me with him.
"Here, let me help," he said, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bedroom.
Phillip set me down and pulled the covers over me. I watched him walked around to the other side of the bed, getting in behind me. He pulled me back towards his chest and immediately felt the vibrations off him again. Maybe he's humming. Or purring, I joked with myself. Everything was just perfect in that moment, the feeling of my eyelids getting heavy.
"I'm really glad I met you, Phillip," I said quietly with a small yawn.
"Oh, peaches," he was nuzzling my neck now. The vibrations getting more intense. "I've wanted you since I watched you danced for me earlier."
My eyes snapped open.
Wait... what?!