This is my first time writing a dual POV, so please be kind.
I have been toying with this idea for a minute, but my muse wasn't exactly on the same page as me, but I'm making her get on the same page.
This the prequel to my wonderful story Kisses with Special Circumstances. It can be read as a standalone, but I'm sure you would enjoy it more, if you read it first.
Enjoy!
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The anxiety for this moment has been at an all-time high, since we began officially dating. But, today it feels like we could cut the sexual frustration with a knife.
The teasing.
The knowing looks.
The passionate kisses, which are always two seconds from turning into something serious. Oh the kisses. I never knew kissing someone could feel so amazing. It's my personal addiction that I am happy to be addicted to do.
The laughs that we share also make the tension thick, because we are so comfortable with each other. We are constantly smiling and happy when we are in each other's presence. When we are apart we long to be together again.
The air around us has been shifting for some time now. I've known from the moment, that I decided that I wanted more from our friendship, how bad I wanted to make love to Andy, but I never realized how blissfully agonizing the wait would be.
I had no intention of waiting for any particular time to pass, I just wanted it to the right moment, not just some hurried quickie. I wanted to revel in it. I wanted it to be blissful and beyond amazing.
Lately, we have been taunting each other, with extremely sensual text messages, whispers in the ear, and touches.
The last thing he whispered in my ear today was "I don't think you can handle it," of course my response was far more seductive and sure to make a certain part of his anatomy ache with delicious agony.
"I promise you will be snoring, before I get tired!" I whispered back, winking at him, and sashayed away, with an extra sway in my hips than necessary.
That was 2 hours ago and now I'm standing in the kitchen cooking dinner and I'm sure dinner is the last thing on his mind, because it definitely is the last thing on mine, but it was my turn to cook, so I did.
As the smell of the food is filling the air and I am sipping my wine, my thoughts revert back to all things that I want to do to him and all the ways I want to exhaust him, as I informed him I would earlier.
There is a knock at the door, which has broken me from my trance of naughty thoughts.
"Hello, there beautiful," he says as I open the door.
Instead of replying, I grab him by the lapels of his jacket and place of my hungry lips on his well deserving, soft lips. I took him by surprise because he lost his footing for a second, but once his body caught up with his mind, one hand is in my hair deepening the kiss, while the other is roaming over my back, surely headed for my ass.
Our tongues are crashing together, as he bites at my lower lip. I continue to suck his lips into my mouth, and I return the bite, he groans in appreciation. His hand finally reaches my ass, and I moan in appreciation to his gentle but squeeze of it.
My hands are roaming all over his back, and one is slowly creeping to the front of his shirt. I begin to try to unbutton his shirt, and he stops me, "We should go inside," he whispers.
"Good idea," I reply pulling him into the door. He reaches behind him and locks the door. Once the door is locked, his hands resume their previous activity. We continue kissing, as I attempt to unbutton his shirt, as I am becoming frustrated with the shirt, I decide to untuck his shirt, so that I can feel his chest.
The feel of his warm skin on my skin sends a fire to my core, like I've never felt before. It makes my breath hitch. He must sense the change in me because he picks me up and hoists me against the wall beside the door. I let out a yelp, of enjoyment. I wrap my legs around his waist.
He begins to plant kisses down my neck, deep, passionate kisses. I can feel the suction that each kiss is filled with and I'm sure they are going to leave marks, but I could care less, because this feels so fucking amazing.
Once he reaches my collarbone, he lightly licks over the spot of where he just left a mark, I throw my head back, "Mmmmm, this is …" is all I can get out before he pulls my shirt over my head. I gladly assist him. Once my shirt is removed, he begins to lick down my cleavage. I shudder against his tongue. Wow, this man can do some amazing things with his tongue!
My hands are roaming over his back and neck. He now is using his legs to keep me pinned against the wall, as my back is touching the wall. I release my legs from around his waist, and his thigh, is rubbing against my throbbing core. The friction is driving me insane, and I moan in frustration. He groans in appreciation. The teasing never stops with us.
I can feel his dick hardening against my belly and it makes me shudder with anticipation and excitement. He has made his way to my breast and his licks over each satin-lace clad nipple. He slowly engulfs one while, gently playing with the other.
I can't seem to form any words, all I can do is release moans of pleasure in the back of my throat, as my head rests against the wall. As he nips at my nipple he releases a groan, which I can tell is laced with a sarcastic egotistical tone that I adore.
As my hands run through his hair, his release one nipple and moves to the other one. As his mouth latched on, "Shit," is all that I can get out. He bites down a little harder, to let me know he appreciates my vocal confidence.
His mouth leaves my nipple and the cold air hit it and makes intensifies the sensation.
"Well, well who knew that the pristine Captain, could use such language" he says as rises back up to look me in the eyes.
"There is a lot to me that you don't know about," I purr into his ear. I can feel him stiffen even more.
He grunts into my ear, as I bite at his. I reach down between us, and run my hand over his suffering rigidness, "would you like to learn more?" I seductively whisper into his ear.
"Do you even have to ask?" he rasped out as reaches between my legs to feel the pool of arousal that has accumulated. As his hand lands at my core, I moan in a way that I never knew was possible. I wonder, what is this man doing to me?
He backs away from me, leaving me against the wall exposed. I reach to get rid of shirt, as he reaches to rid me of my skirt. As I unbutton the shirt, I rake my nails over his chest. With every button I release I a kiss where the button was.
This move elicits deep guttural moans from him, that I'm sure he didn't know existed until tonight. As I make my way down to the last button, I place one final kiss, and I run my hand inside of his pants before undoing his belt.
As I begin to gain a firm hold, he grabs my hand, and playfully look him in his chocolate sparkling eyes, "Is there a problem?" I ask.
"None at all, I just didn't expect you to be this forward, this quick," he breathes out.
"Umm, I practically assaulted you when I opened the door," I inform him, in-between my giggles.
"Touché," he replies, joining in on my giggles.
"Plus, I already warned you that you would snoring before I get tired," I purr into his ear. "Did you think I was kidding?" I wink at his look of shocked amusement on his face.
Instead of answering my question, he grabs me by my waist and proceeds to carry me to the bedroom.
Once there I finally get divest him of his pants. Once I rid him of his pants, I allow my skirt to pool around my feet.
"Wow," he says. I guess he really loves the matching teal bra and tanga set I have on. His hands are roaming again. With each move his hands make, my hands make a counter move on his body.
As I begin kissing his neck, as he finds new skin to lick and kiss, as we stand in front of the bed.
Reigning kisses down his chest, I push him back towards the bed. He breaks from exploring my body and grunts out, "Pushy aren't we?" as he laughs.
"You already knew that, babe," I mewl out as I pushed him onto the bed.
As he falls onto the bed, I can see the pure lust take over his eyes, as he eyes me climbing atop of him.
As I climbing up his body, he pulls me to his lips and he lips overtake mine. His tongue demands entrance into my mouth, as I oblige his request, he grunts, which makes me moan into the kiss.
The kiss becomes softer as the need for air becomes apparent. As I begin to sit up, I place kissed all over his face, as he unhooks my bra. He pulls the straps down my arms, as I completely sit up.
As he palms each breast, I moan. He begins to place gentle kisses across my chest. My pool of arousal is turning into a sea of need. I'm sure he can feel it as I am straddled above him stomach.
As he engulfs each breast into his mouth, taking his time to ensure they each get what they deserve, I reach behind me and palm his dick, which makes him jerk in response. It is throbbing in my hand, as I slowly stroke him.
"Fuck," he manages to let out as he releases my breasts. I toss him a seductive smile, as I continue to make him unravel with my hand.
He grabs hold of my waist, and flips us over. As he hovers over me, he exclaims "no teasing!" I smirk at him, as I reach for him again. This time grabbing the waist band of his boxer briefs, encouraging him to remove them. Instead, he takes to removing my panties, with his teeth.
The feel of his warm breath and teeth against my skin, sends chills down my skin. He takes his time gliding them down my hips, ensuring to stop a place a gentle lick over every newly exposed area of skin. As he lowers them, I'm slowly becoming frustrated but the good kind. I let out a moan of playful exasperation. He looks up at me, "patience is a virtue," he says coyly, before returning to his journey. As the panties reach my knees, he uses his hands to do the rest.
As he comes back up, he places, kisses on my knees, alternating between each. The kisses reach my thighs and he continues the same pattern. "Damn," I stammer out. With every kiss, he licks each area, before moving on to the next. My hands are in his hair, threading with pressure, as the sensation of him hovering over me takes it effect on me.
As he reaches my inner thighs, he slows down, to taunt me and I must admit, I like this little game we are playing, but I need more. So, I thrust my hips towards his face. He looks up at me and winks.
He took my body's action as an invitation to continue on his journey. He places two kisses on my thighs right next to the apex, as I bite my lower lip in anticipation, and he blows on each spot, and moves up my body to engulf my mouth once again.
I break away from the kiss, "hey, I thought you said no teasing," I whisper. "I never said I couldn't tease you," he tosses out before nipping at my ear.
"Really, well two can play that game," I wisely inform him as I reach to remove his boxer briefs, this time he allows me to. Once they are gone, he begins to place kisses across my chest as my nails are digging into his back. His kisses send me into oblivion, every time. His hand creeps down to my center, and rubs my clit. I gasp. It feels incredible. He moves his hand in a slow and deliberate circle, as we passionately lock lips. My nails are digging into his back more, and he hisses in pain and pleasure. In retaliation, his hand moves lower, and he teases my entrance.
"Oh my," is all I can muster at this moment. He has me at a lost for coherent words. My body reacts to his every touch. My back is arching, my legs are spreading more, inviting to him to venture further. We reconnect our kiss and it deepens as he glides two fingers into my entrance, slowly. I release a deep moan into his mouth. He breaks the kiss to flash his mischievous grin at me, as I smile back at him. As he moves his fingers inside of me, he watches my face and he can see the pure ecstasy that I am feeling. My eyes fall shut and my head tilts back as he works inside of me, while his thumb does miraculous things to my clit. "Andddyyyy," is all I am able to give him, as he continues. One of my hands is now gripping his triceps, while the other is gripping the pillow.
As he slows down, I open my eyes, to see him still looking at my face. Our lips come crashing together again. He removes his fingers and his thumb completes one last work over. He breaks the kiss and brings his hand to his mouth and licks my juices off each finger one by one, as I watch in amazement and moan in appreciation, he says "Beautiful and delicious," he laughs, "who woulda thunk it?" he says as I blush.
I reach up and grab his face and lick his lips, as he opens his mouth and takes in mine. I can taste myself on lips and I love it. As I break the kiss, I whimper, "Hmm, perhaps you are right." We both laugh. I take his of laughter as a chance to reach down and firmly grab his dick and stroke it.
As I maintain my grip, he whispers into my ear, "You ready?" "But of course," I purr sarcastically, and with that I brace myself for a ride that I know will surely be the spectacular.
He lifts my leg and places it on his shoulder, as I guide him into me. We both release deep moans, as he enters me. We stay motionless for a moment, reveling in the sensational feeling.
I lightly clench my walls, to alert him to my readiness and eagerness to enjoy the moment. The pace started out slow and passionate. As he is trails kisses down my lifted leg, I was playing with my nipples and enjoying the feeling of him inside of me. I begin meeting his thrust, with my own and with that he speeds up. The faster he goes the deeper it gets, and the louder my moans get. The harder I throw my thrusts at him, the harder he throws his at me.
He surprise me and lifts my other leg, over his other shoulder. With this comes amazing deep penetration. "Fuccck," I let out as his pace deepens. I can no longer match his thrusts because I'm almost in a delirious trance. He thumb has found my clit again, and with the combination of his deep strokes I'm so close to my earth shattering orgasm, that I can taste it. My legs are beginning to tremble, my toes are curling, and my hands are now on his triceps, digging into his skin. With one final thrust, the earth shattering starts. "Andyyyyyyyyyy," is all I can say as I feel the warmth spreading all over my body, as he continues to stroke, but slows down, to accommodate me. This was different though there are no crashing waves, no ripples of ecstasy, yet a violent pleasure tears through me, and I revel in the tortuous pleasure,
As I'm coming down from my wonderful high, I smirk at him, alerting him to change in course of action. We kiss deeply, before I move from under him and rollover, and position myself on all fours in front of him. It is something about this position that sends my erotic senses over the edge. As I perfect the arch in my back, ensuring the deepest and most blissful time, I guide him into me.
"Shit, Sharon," is all he can muster, once my walls seize him. Before he can even gather his thoughts, I'm setting the pace. I release a deep and sensual one thrust, to let him know that I am in control. He takes ahold of my hips and guides me as I continue the marvelous pace.
His grunts and my moans are getting louder. As I continue, I keep allowing my walls to clench his dick, he begins to attempt to match my thrusts. As his thrusts become more erratic, I clench even tighter.
Eliciting several cavernous groans from him. "Dammmmmn," is the last thing he says before, I feel him lose control of his thrust and clench one last time, sending him into a oblivion, that is sure to send him straight to sleep, as I informed him earlier. As I feel him release, I look over my shoulder and smile at him.
We collapse on the bed, and as his coming down from his Himalayan adventure, I am patiently waiting to taunt him.
"That was . . .," is all he can say before I embrace his lips with another passionate kiss. "Remarkable" he rasps out as we break for air.
As I stroke his chest and he glides his hand up and down my side. I look up at his face and see that his eyes are closing.
I smirk, "Yep, it sure was, and guess who isn't tired?" I teasingly whispered.
As his light snoring begins.
I sure am thankful, I have a self-stopping oven.
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