Knowing that words are lost now, I stand up and take her hand leading her to my room, my bed. I know it sounds cheesy, but I believe that's how the first time is suppose to happen, and heaven only knows how long I have fantasized about this moment, her hand in mine as she follows me to the bed. I graze my fingers up her arms, across her shoulders, up her neck and cup her face as I bring her in and kiss her with every ounce of passion inside me. She immediately steps into me, her body flush with mine, our hearts racing, our breaths heavy, my entire being is on fire, if I were not so very wet I would be afraid of combusting.
My Turn 2
I am brought out of my thoughts by her ripping my shirt over my head, followed mere seconds by my bra (something tells me she has done this before). She starts undoing my pants as well when it finally dawns on me she is still fully clothed, but not for long. I still her fingers just as she unzips my pants; it's my turn to get her in a state of undressed. I ever so slowly graze my fingertips up her sides taking her shirt with them. I kiss her quickly before her face disappears briefly under the fabric. Then claim her lips again as her shirt hits the floor. I kiss my way down her neck, over the swell of her breast and place one chaste kiss on the plastic clip in between her breast before flipping it open with my finger tips. With one hand on each cup I glide the bra down her arms and let it drop to the floor. I stare for a moment in disbelief at the perfect beauty that is Catherine Willows and the fact that she is here, in my room, half naked... The mere word naked shakes me from my thoughts once again (damn I think too much), I decide to stop thinking and start feeling. I bring both hands up and grasp her breasts, clutching them and claiming them. I bend down and take one into my mouth, engulfing the nipple. I slide my hand down between us and make short work of the tie in her pants, giving them a quick tug on either side I feel them fall to the floor. She steps out of them as my eyes rake down her body.
"Breath taking" I husk out as my lust filed eyes finally meets her hungry stare. I am literally thrown to the bed, as she pounces on top of me. Wild Cat really does do her justice. I can not recall exactly how or what happened to our prospective thongs, but I can say they were found the next day, on opposite sides of the room (mine hanging from the volume nob on the stereo and hers behind the dresser). I do however know exactly every moment of her making love to me and oh me oh my, oh was she amazing!
Her hands and lips blazed trails across, down, over and around my body. Every where her hands went her mouth soon followed. I grasped at her hair as her lips captured my nipple. I clung to her shoulders as her mouth ventured lower. My finger tips took up residence in her scalp as her tongue entered me. My hips rocketed off the bed as her tongue swirled around my clit. She sent me to the moon and back before I was finally able to pull her up next to me in the bed. I kissed her long and slow, memorizing her entire mouth, skillfully tuning our bodies to where I was on top. I looked down at her, both of us breathless, and smiled as wickedly as I could muster "My Turn" I growled before beginning my own oral onslaught.