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COMING HOME- PART TWO
After a while, your hands, which have been roaming over my back and arms as I suck you back down to reality, grab my arm and pull me up toward you. I couldn't be happier to comply. I arrange my body against your side while you give me that goofy i-love-coming-in-your-mouth grin.
We smile at each other for a while and take each other in, remembering eyes, smile, skin… feeling that reconnection that is always such a relief. After a moment of gazing at each other, our expressions start to turn from happy to hungry. And you press me toward you, your hand between my shoulder blades, as you rise up off your pillow to meet me half way. Our lips meet softly and it takes us a while to open our mouths and involve our tongues. We're just relearning each other's lips, each other's taste. But before too long, impatience gets the better of me and I lightly lick your lip and suck it into my mouth. My hands, which have been caressing your face while we kissed, move to the back of your neck and pull you toward me with urgency. Kisses become more heated, breathing speeds back up. My body is pressed as hard against yours as I can make it, wanting to feel you everywhere. You've got one hand on my ass, massaging me, and one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me forward into you.
Our kisses start getting sloppy as the urgency grows and it's not long before you press me back into the bed and roll to hover over me. You shift your head to the right, kissing along my jaw until you reach my earlobe. You know, I always used to wonder why people liked kissing each other's ears. Always seemed gross to me. But somehow, when you take my earlobe between your teeth and suck on it, it hits every erogenous zone in my body. As your tongue darts out again and again to lick my earlobe, I squirm in your arms, moaning, panting and pressing forward into you with undeniable urgency. Your stubble is making me crazy, your breath in my ear, your hands on my body, running over my skin… it's all too much for me and I feel like I'm going to go insane wanting you.
Just when I think I can't take anymore, you return to my mouth, your kisses pressing me into the pillow, your tongue exploring my mouth. I'm sucking on your tongue the way I just finished sucking on your cock and I love the sound of your groan as I swallow it. You don't spend long there before you switch to the left side of my jaw, letting my other earlobe feel what the right got to experience just a few minutes ago. Once again, I am out of my mind, my hands roaming all over you, pulling you to me, in my head begging you never to stop, but of course, I won't say it out loud cause that would ruin our quiet.
Again you push me to the breaking point and just when I don't think I can take anymore, you slip down to my right breast, kissing and sucking everywhere but where I want you. I understand this is my retribution… this is what I get for playing with you before, for taking my time and reveling in the moment. You're going to let this play out for as long as you can. God, I love revenge.
After making me wait longer than seems fair, your mouth finally closes over my right nipple as your fingers pinch my left. My back arches sharply up to meet your mouth as my hands pull your head down further, trying to get as much of me in your mouth as possible. Little lightening bolts of pleasure are shooting down, making my pussy involuntarily clench, almost like there is an invisible connection between my nipples and my center and every bit of suction tugs the string taut. It's incredible. I can't get enough and I wonder if I can come from this alone.
You keep licking, sucking, tonguing, tugging, biting while all over my body there is an incredible sensation that is so intense, I'm almost a little scared for it to continue. But for the love of all that is holy, do not let it stop. I'm running my hands through your hair, I'm moaning out of control, my back is permanently arched toward your mouth and my hips are rocking like I'm trying to hold up a hula hoop. Part of me wants you to touch me there and give me some relief. But there is also a part of me that wants to find out if I can come with no extra help. So I keep my hips away.
After more time worshiping my right nipple than I ever imagined anyone would spend, you switch sides, continuing to pinch and mold the right while you tongue and stroke the left. I'm writhing out of control and I'm so incredibly swollen between my legs now that even the light bedsheet brushing against me as I thrash feels like a thousand tongues licking me at once. My hands are in fists in my own hair now and inside, I'm begging you. God, don't stop. Don't stop, please. Oh Edward, so good, don't stop.
And that's when it happens. I don't know if it comes from the frantic motion of my hips or if it really just is from my nipples alone, but my orgasm hits me like a freight train. I am completely unprepared for the intensity of it. My whole body snaps up and somehow, at just the right moment, you shove two fingers into my convulsing pussy, just in time to give me something to clench down on. I'm like a velvet vice, gripping you, holding you in, pulsing around your fingers and you don't ever let up with your tongue. My body pulses again and again, spasming and clenching, sucking your fingers into my body as my orgasm comes from everywhere, from my breasts, from my pussy, from my toes… all at the same time.
Your fingers pump slower and slower, your licking and sucking grows gentle as I start to recover. Finally, when my body stops shaking and my mind clears and I can focus back on you, my satisfied and overwhelmed eyes meet yours- only to find them hungry once again.
Can it be that this was just the beginning?
To be continued…