PLEASE NOTE, THIS CHAPTER IS DEFINETLY 'M' RATED
Everything led up to this moment. All of the fights, all of the smiles, all of the flirting…it all led up to right now…
The first kiss had been urgent, like a need to breathe after a long period without air. Hands roamed everywhere, touching previous forbidden areas. There were no more words between them, only sighs and moans of desire. Neither of them thought about the repercussions, not this time. They just felt.
The second kiss had been less about need and more about saying what words could not. Between the two, they had taken the time to stare at one-another, wondering…asking silently what this meant. She answered first, as always. She took the lead, letting him off the hook, and kissed him. Softly at first, as if she was sure he wouldn't respond. However the moment her lips touched his, the world once again melted away and all there was, was her. He responded by deepening the kiss and pulling her body as close to his as imaginable.
He felt heat first…then warmth. Not the temperature-warmth, but the warmth felt by a lover, as if suddenly you are no longer alone in this world. She felt all reason subside as she molded her body into his. Every inch of her body felt like it was being touched—and he had only grabbed her hair. She could feel the molecules inside of her, the parts that made her her, tingling. She wanted…no needed this man.
He felt her lose control, slipping into the role of the subservient woman. He felt her breasts mold to his chest, pushing against him as if she couldn't get close enough. He heard her moan and he lost all reason. Whatever control he had managed to keep, was lost the moment her hands reached up and pulled his body fully against hers. He swore he could feel the heat emanating from her core. With perfect clarity he understood everything and nothing about her.
Lost was the only word she could think of when it came to him. She lost all reason when he stepped into the same room; lost when he gave her a look that was just for her; lost when his lips touched hers. She surrendered and decided to give him everything that she was. Pulling his body more fully to hers, she was greeted with an almost animalistic growl as his hands grabbed her thighs, forcing her to jump up and wrap her legs around his waist. She was being led somewhere, but at this moment it didn't matter to her where. As long as his body didn't leave hers, she would be fine.
He couldn't stand it any longer. He wanted their first time to be slow…he wanted to savor every inch of her, to become acquainted with all of her sounds and moves. And yet, he felt like he was sixteen again and barely could stand the pressure building in his groin. The moment her legs wrapped around his waist he was done for. Her hot core was suddenly as close to his dick as he had ever dreamed of. He found himself leading them both through the maze that was his house…bed, he could make it to the bed, right?
She felt his erection...correction, his very prominent erection straining in his pants as her core rubbed up against his stomach. Her breasts were heavy with desire, needing to be touched, kissed, grabbed, anything! She couldn't stand it any longer and began rubbing them against his chest, which she had found was fully masculine. She felt, for the first time, her nipples harden in anticipation of what he could do with them. Her legs tightened around his waist as she felt the beginnings of a familiar roar inside of her…she was going to cum just from this!
He heard her inhale, felt her nipples rub up against his chest, and her legs tighten around his waist, as she suddenly and without warning screamed her release into his mouth. He could tell she was as shocked as he was, mumbling something about it never happening before. Without regards to, well anything, he slammed her up against the wall, pulled aside her underwear and buried himself deep inside of her core with one thrust.
She had never…it had never happened that way before, he hadn't even touched her and yet, she…He didn't give her enough time between orgasms when she suddenly felt her back slam against a wall and him thrusting inside of her. "Fuck foreplay!" Soon she found a rhythm, to which he seemed to be fighting to maintain.
He didn't just…he wanted to wait and yet…'oh god!' He felt her spasm and tighten around his dick and he lost even the world. He barely registered the screams that tore from their throats as the orgasm took over their realities. Though satisfied sexually, he couldn't help but feel as if he had cheated who they were.
"The next time you cum, you will be looking into my eyes."
Her head shot up, daring to break the magic that was between them when he said this. It meant to her that he had thought about this before. He had wanted this before…she felt her heart beat faster.
"What makes you think you won't be looking into my eyes?"
He smiled the smile only she was granted. He knew she would rise to the occasion, like always. He managed to pull out of her and carry her the rest of the way to his bed before anything else was spoken. He saw the color change in her eyes and knew she was there with him. Playfully, he plopped her onto the bed, pulled her thighs apart and yanked her to the edge before she could stop him. She began to protest; however, it was cut off when his lips kissed her inner thigh.
"Oh my god!" She tried to move, not really having decided if it was towards or away from him; yet his strong hands held her hips in place. She hadn't really ever had a good experience with this sort of…Oh! She felt his tongue flick her outer lips, silently begging for entrance. She allowed it by spreading her legs further apart, letting him touch the most intimate part of her.
He was in heaven…there were no other words for it. He had dreamt of how she would taste, how she would respond to his mouth…but this was more than he had ever expected. He felt her try to move away from him and had held her in place, wanting to do this for her and for his own selfish fantasies. He heard her gasp as she spread her legs further apart, revealing herself to him. He knew it wasn't easy for her to open up to anyone; he was the same. Yet here and now…they had both let go and given in.
She felt his tongue move in a familiar pattern against her inner thighs and core. It took her a minute to realize that he was using his tongue to write his name onto her skin. The most primal part of her soared; happy that he was claiming her in this way. She writhed as his tongue continued to lick, suck, and flick across her clit. For the third time that night, she screamed.
He was rewarded with yet another scream, which seemed to tear from her soul. He waited for her to glance down and him before kissing each thigh and moving up her body. He was hard again and needed to bury himself inside of her heat.
"You won."
She told him he had won the argument, as she reached between them with a heavy hand to feel the erection she hadn't yet touched. She saw the amusement in his eyes when she gasped, realizing just how big he was. She watched as he threw his head back as she stroked him, gently at first, from base to tip. She couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was at this moment, all control aside, and passion-filled. Taking control, she flipped them over so that she was on top of him…
"What?"
"You didn't think I was hired just for my looks, did you?"
Smiling, she continued her assault on his body. First she sucked on his neck, while running her hands up and down his sides. Then she explored his chest, both with her hands and her tongue. As she reached his nipples, she felt him stifle a laugh and grip her thighs tighter. She continued her trail until she was met (happily) with the aforementioned erection.
He looked down and couldn't believe…she wasn't going to…was she? He felt as if he was engulfed in hot and cold flames as her mouth explored his neck and chest. He wanted to give her time to become comfortable with his body, but he was quickly becoming aroused to the point of no-return. Then she reached his cock. It twitched, jumping from his stomach towards her mouth. "Shit, hadn't meant to do that." He heard her giggle then felt her hand cover the base of his dick.
She had had lovers in the past. She wasn't some innocent, blushing bride. And yet, when she saw his massive cock, she felt like a virgin, unsure of what to do next. When he saw her looking at it, she giggled as it twitched without his permission, towards her. She grabbed the base of him and stroked upwards towards the head.
"Look at me."
He heard her instruct him to look at her, and barely managed to open his eyes when her hot mouth engulfed the head of his cock.
"FUCK! ABBY!"
She felt his body spasm and lift off the bed as he screamed to no one. She smiled, because she knew she was doing something right if she made him curse. She twirled her tongue around the head and down his shaft, listening closely for any sign of desire or discomfort from him. Luckily, she was born without a gag reflex, so she used it…
He sincerely thought he had died and was dreaming as her hot mouth worked its way up and down his shaft. He felt her smile against him and then…"oh my god" she took him as far down as she could, reaching the back of her throat, as she swallowed. She did it twice more when he felt as if he couldn't control it any longer.
"Abs, I'm gonna--"
"Look at me."
He then lost all control and felt her mouth suck every inch of cum out of him as he looked into her eyes. Her tongue was still licking him clean when he admitted,
"No, Abs…you won."
Laughing, she crawled back up his body and kissed him once again.
