In a silent and swift movement he had her on top of him, and he laid there, momentarily mesmerized by the bare breasted form straddling his hips. She, with her dominating character and lustful need for him, ran her slender hands over his bold chest and only inches away from each other's lips, she licked her own in a slow motion that sets his desires for her ablaze. Not being one for patience, he slipped his hand on the nape of her neck and pressed his sweet lips against hers in a tender moment, the sensation of their mouthes melting together giving way to a growing heat between them.
She escaped the tease of his lips and found herself upright again, rocking her hips to and fro above him in a manner that set his jaw tight, letting only a low growl escape the back of his throat. He could feel the soft wetness of her lips teasing the length and tip of his arousal, and, temporarily weakened by her delicious warmth, he laid there with a fervent desire to throw her down again take her now. Elated by her power over him she slowed her movements, accompanying them with breathy moans that dwindled his self control to the point of him looking at her with such hunger she found herself highly aroused. Surely enough, his self control broke, and in the blink of an eye he had her on her back with his tip gently prodding her entrance. She looked up at him with the same desire he had and let her eyes drift shut in anticipation, expecting him to slide himself into the tightness between her firm legs. In the darkness behind her eyelids she felt him slide his member along her slit continuously, painfully slowly, setting her body in agony of his deprivation. Her eyes opened again as she whimpered and pushed her hips upward in an attempt to encourage him inside her, yet he pulled away ever so slightly, frustrating her a little. When she looked up at him to see the smirk on his devilishly handsome face, causing a weakness inside her, she pleaded with him only to his satisfaction.
In the cold silence of the room, he slid down the silken sheets, trailing his tongue down from her navel, to her hip, to the the inner thigh of her right leg where he settled. The hot air he breathed on the wet trail he'd left tickled her senses as she watched him torture her in the most delightful way, and while she could only lay there and wait for his tongue she whispered his name desperately. The sound of her whisper caused his member to twitch in its solid form. He had managed to find the self-control he had lost, but knew he would not be able to contain it for much longer.
The sensation of his stubble and teeth brushing lightly against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh deepened her breathing, and as her chest rose and fell in a nonspecific rhythm she found him trailing his tongue toward the bare flesh of the centre of her legs. Her breath caught in her chest in excitement when he wrapped his arms around either leg, pinning her down with his dizzying strength, and everything seemed to slow ... calm ... stop.
There it was ... The wetness of his tongue dancing in the sensitive skin and tickling the hot bud of nerves, the heat of his mouth tormenting her body as it reveled in the sheer rapture he had thrown her into. With her mouth agape she released a moan so helpless it drew a grunt of pleasure from him, and the weight of his strength gripping her thighs intensified the fire in her loins. Her moans gradually grew in volume and did not escape in an orderly fashion, but instead were, at times, blocked by the holding of her breath, and in response to this he would, in that quiet but gruff way of his, say
"Let me hear you..."
To which she responded with a weak curse and cry of his name as she let her head roll back and fingers slip into the blondness of his crop of hair. She began to feel a heat crawling down from her head, to her chest, to the muscles of her abdomen and anywhere but her pleasure region. She knew what was coming, and so did he when he felt the slight tremble of her legs, a tremble that built slowly in intensity until she cried out just before the plunge. He held her even tighter, she gripped the sheets even tighter, and her toes began to curl at their own accordance. Now, now she was beginning to feel the heat engulf her entire body, and as her head pressed into the pillow and her body arched in a vibrating tremble, her mouth flew open and let out several cries of pure pleasure, along with his name, and she held herself there. She felt weightless ...and at the same time incredulous to the intensity of the gratification she felt.
Her body fell into a state of relaxation and slight exhaustion, and when he felt the muscles in her legs relax he released the grip around her thighs. He brought himself to a kneeling position between her legs and watched her ... Her eyes were still shut, and the remnants of the pleasure she'd felt were still visible on her face. He watched her chest rise and fall, her body twitch slightly at random intervals, and the image of her body splayed before him drained the control from his body.
"I have to have you ... now.
Wow. It's been a while, huh? I got another burst of inspiration for this, and ... well, here it is! I hope you enjoyed it.