Chapt 10: Revealing a Fantasy
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Ashlyn sat herself down on the edge of Spencer's bed, still holding his hand. She hauled him to her and down onto the bed. Warm familiar lips brushed against hers, sending tiny shock-waves rocketing through her body. Then the lips were gone, moving to her cheek, down her neck, to settle restlessly against the hot flushed flesh at her breasts.
Spencer made surprisingly quick work of removing her bra; allowing those restless lips access to their desire. Ashlyn's nipple was already attentive and hard when he tenderly kissed it getting a feel for her response. His moist tongue swept circles over the sensitive area causing her to arch into him and moan with pleasure.
One hand clawed softly at Spencer's exposed back. The other threaded through his hair, and with every moan he elicited from her the hand tightened.
A low scream of pleasure escaped her as Spencer sucked her nipple hard into his mouth. As he rose up to kiss her, breathlessly she asked, "Are you sure?"
Spencer stared into her deep green eyes giving her all the answer she needed.
Rolling them both over, she straddled him and resisted the urge to grind into him- she made herself focus- she wanted and needed to please Spencer, but slowly… she wanted it to last. Her hands ghosted over his bare chest taking care to avoid direct contact with his aroused nipples. A whimsical grin lit Ashlyn's face as Spencer gasped and writhed beneath her.
Before kissing him, she ran a hand over his face and was thrilled when his tongue lashed out at her fingers as they crossed his lips.
This kiss was gentle, slow, and deep. The hands on Ashlyn's hips pulled her down.
She didn't fight it, but she guided her thrusts in counter clockwise motions, driving them both to the edge before suddenly stopping and holding her hips just out of contact drawing a pained whimper from her lover.
Pulling out of the kiss, she began slowly descending his body raining kisses from his jaw to his chest and finally arriving at his exquisite nipples.
The moan Spencer released almost stopped her cold but the hand laying encouragingly on her head told her she should continue. She kissed his nipple; grazing it lightly with her teeth as she released it to flick the erect nub with her tongue. Spencer rewarded her with another erotic gasp.
Realizing that prolonging the exquisite torment probably wasn't the best thing for Spencer, she reluctantly gave up the tantalizing morsel and continued her downward exploration of his body.
As she slid gracefully off the bed she took the last vestige of Spencer's propriety with her. Caressing his legs, she first ran her hands up the outer sides to his hips, then back down the tops of his thin thighs, and finally along his inner muscles. The gasps and moans and hitching breaths Spencer involuntarily released at her touches were threatening to break her resolve. With her hands once again at his hips she leaned in and licked him.
Spencer's hands clawed at the arms holding him, hips trying to thrust for more as his body shuddered from the sensation. His convulsions only intensified as Ashlyn swirled her tongue around his tip, then glided it along the flesh edges before quickly zigzagging her tongue down his sensitive underside. Spencer failed to halt the cry of pleasure when her tongue reach the base and slowly lapped its way back up to his flushed tip. When she sucked his head into her mouth, Spencer froze.
Calmly, Ashlyn extended her arm so her hand rested reassuringly above his elbow. Instinctively, Spencer clutched her arm and his body slowly calmed.
All the while Ashyln worked her mouth with small squeezing and sucking motions- she'd give him more once she was sure he was ready.
The hand gripping her arm began to caress more than grab and Ashlyn knew she could proceed. She began stroking him with her tongue and steadily took more and more of him into her mouth.
With every intake Spencer moaned harder and more erotically than before. He'd never felt anything like this. He'd imagined, of course- he may be a genius but he was still human. Even so, his dreams and fantasies never would match this feeling. His body felt electrified, tense, and numb all at the same time. It was almost too much, yet he wanted more. More of the wonderful things this woman was making him feel, more of the feel of the woman above him, more of her touch, her heat, her voice, her tenderness, just MORE.
The warm moist haven of Ashlyn's mouth had eagerly encased him, her tongue and teeth teased and played along him. To her delight, Spencer subconsciously began gently thrusting into her. Steady at first but it wasn't long before his body was moving erratically out of need and desire. Taking as much of him as she could, she softly purred at the back of her throat.
The smooth vibrations were all it took to send Spencer over the edge. With a body wracking shake and a guttural cry, Ashlyn's mouth filled with salty liquid; she timed her swallows as best she could with Spencer's spasms as she took down the liquid. Tensing her mouth, she squeezed at regular intervals as she pulled off of him taking the last burst of cum with her as he slipped from between her lips.
Spencer's breath was still coming in ragged spurts as she turned to kiss and nuzzle the hand running through her hair before climbing back onto the bed next to her lover.
Spencer wrapped an arm around her, holding her to him as Ashlyn rested her head on his flushed chest and ran her hand over his beautiful face.
They lay there for a few moments reveling in the soft comfort of each other.
Slowly, gently, Spencer stroked Ashlyn's skin as he began to roll her over onto her back.
Calmly, she took his hand in hers, kissed the long elegant fingers, and shook her head 'No'. Before Spencer could react she whispered one word, "Sleep."
He stared into the deep pools of green, realizing full well that she was right. "Here?" he croaked, fearful of the answer.
She merely stared back at him, smiling. Then lacing her fingers in his pageboy locks, she pulled him down to her for a passionate and tender kiss.
