Ok ... no reviews but I see people are reading ... are you liking it? Shall I continue? This is um ... where the paintbrush comes in ;)
Victoria awoke to the invigorating smell of coffee wafting through the air. Peeking beneath her eyelids she smiled at the sight before her. Dominik, clad in only jeans, was working on a painting. A beautiful, sensual piece that resembled the nude silhouette of a woman turning into the petals of a soft flower. A smile caressed her lips as she leaned back against the pillows closing her eyes and thinking I could get used to waking up to this every morning.
Dominik heard the sheets rustling and turned in time to see his lover stretch sensually beneath them, a soft moan escaping her lips as her tight muscles released. That moan seemed to touch him in all the right spots and he felt himself begin to harden to her sound. Vowing to not touch her until she had a chance to fully awaken and eat something he closed his eyes and thought of the coldest shower he'd ever taken. As he turned to place his paintbrush into a jar of water he felt Victoria come up behind him, pressing her plump lips to his shoulder. "It's beautiful.." she murmured as she admired his new work.
Smiling, he turned to her, "What can I say, you inspire me." "You're so beautiful," he whispered taking in the heavenly sight before him. Victoria, pearls strung around her pale neck, was loosely wrapped in the gray sheets from his bed. At this moment she looked so small and fragile although he knew with one look this woman could make grown men wither. She blushed and wrapped her free arm around his neck to pull him in for a good morning kiss.
When they pulled back for some air, Dominik took her hand leading her to his kitchen. He swooped her up effortlessly and placed her on the counter. Being the elegant woman she is, she immediately pulled herself into perfect sitting posture and crossed her legs, the sheet slipping away revealing her bare legs to mid thigh. Dominik's mouth went dry at the sight and turned to retrieve a bowl of fruit from his refrigerator. He set the bowl beside her, feeling her eyes on his every move. He poured a cup of coffee for her and brought it to her. Victoria tucked the sheet inside itself above her breasts, keeping it in place as she took the warm, glorious cup of coffee from her lover's hands. "Thank you," she sighed and closing her eyes, inhaled the intoxicating smell. Conrad made her coffee every morning but there was something special about Dominik offering his cracked cup to her and feeling the spark as his paint stained fingertips brushed hers.
As she set her coffee down beside her, Dominik picked a strawberry from the bowl raising it to her lips, rubbing it lightly along her bottom lip, "Time for breakfast."
Victoria placed her hands on his forearm, guiding the strawberry and the tips of his fingers into her mouth. Her tongue licking every drop of juice from his fingertips. Dominik groaned as she ran her soft tongue along his middle finger. "Delicious," she winked at him as she released his finger pushing his hand toward the bowl for more. After a few more of the succulent red fruits disappeared into both their mouths, Victoria wrapped her legs around Dominik's waist and pushing her hands into his hair pulled his mouth to hers. Their mouths explored each other's, tasting of strawberries and coffee.
Dominik lifted his lover from the counter carrying her over to the bed, "I want to paint you," he said depositing her into the pile of pillows. "What?" she huffed, disappointed that it seemed he'd wanted to make love to her but the pace changed and now he wanted to paint. As Dominik gathered his paintbrushes, Victoria's phone jingled from her purse beside the bed. Scrambling she retrieved it, rolled onto her elbows and pressed it to her ear, "Hello" she breathed. "Victoria?" the voice on the other end belonging to none other than her husband, Conrad. "Victoria, where the hell are you?" Conrad pressed angrily. Rolling her wedding ring around on her finger and ever so thankful she hadn't been in the middle of lovemaking, she set her voice to her signature ice queen tone and replied, "Not that it's any of your business, Conrad, but if you must know I've been trying and succeeding at having our son released from jail. What have you contributed to the matter?" Victoria jolted in shock, letting out an unintentional squeak as she felt the bristles of a paintbrush trailing their way up the inside of her calf. In her heated reaction to Conrad's interrogation she hadn't noticed Dominic had made his way back to the bed, paintbrush in hand.
The squeak from his wife only peaked Conrad's interest in her location, "Victoria? Are you alright? Where are you?" It was all she could do to hold back the moan begging to escape as Dominik trailed the paintbrush even higher up her sensitive thigh, nearing the place she needed him the most. Feeling as though a floodgate had opened, her body responded to this erotic sensation and she felt the warm liquid pooling in her center. Her thigh quivered as the bristles of the brush, dipped below the sheet still wrapped around her. "Victoria?" Conrad questioned her location once again. The tip of the bristles made contact with her clit and began making slow, lazy circles around her lips, gathering the wetness pouring from her. She threw her head back and growled into the phone, "Conrad! I'll be home later, don't worry about it." barely hitting the off button she sent the phone sliding off the bed, oblivious to the sickening thud it made on the hardwood floor. She had the sufficient funds to purchase a new one and frankly right now she didn't give a fuck where her phone ended up as long as that paintbrush kept playing with her.
Whimpering in protest as Dominik pulled the brush back she rose back onto her elbows peering curiously at him. A wicked smile spread her lips as Dominik winked at her and trailed the wet paintbrush down his tongue, tasting every bit of her that the brush picked up. "Hmmm, delicious," he grinned sexily at her making her nearly cum at the sight. "I think I'm dripping on your sheets," she smiled innocently at him, nibbling lightly on her bottom lip. God how he loved her lips. He felt himself harden when she mentioned dripping on his sheets. Dominik tugged the sheets loose around her body, revealing her to him, "I look forward to licking it up," he growled, "but first ..." Victoria threw her head back onto the pillows and shivered in excitement as she felt the paintbrush trailing up her pelvic bone and circling her belly button, softly dipping in tickling it. Dominik quickly reached over to the bedside table dipping the brush into a glass of water then brought it back to his lover's body. Eyes still closed, nibbling on her lip Victoria felt the brush painting a wet path along the bottom of her breasts. Dominic watched the pink buds atop each golden globe tighten as he dipped his head to blow the wet trail dry. Victoria's head thrashed back and forth between the pillows, her hands gripping the sheets as the cold sensation of the water mixed with the warmth of Dominik's breath on her skin, feeling like tiny little pinpricks. She felt her legs falling open and without speaking she thrust her hips up at the man leaning over her begging him for more but he wasn't finished "painting her". Trailing the paintbrush back down her stomach, he dipped the tip into her juices and brought the brush up to her lips. Eyes still tightly closed Victoria's breath hitched as she felt the warm, wet brush against her lips. Knowing that the liquid being rubbed lightly against her lips wasn't water she hesitantly opened her mouth allowing Dominik to lightly rub the brush along her tongue. "Aaaahhh" she softly moaned as Dominik lowered her head, pressing his mouth to hers tasting her on her own lips. This erotic new taste and sensation was bringing her near the edge and this man wasn't even inside her. "Dominik," she raised herself on her elbows commanding him, "Please remove your jeans."
No man ever dared to ignore Victoria Grayson's requests until now. Grinning Dominik began kissing & licking his way down her body, making no move to rid himself of his jeans. All he wanted right now was to please her. "Wha..What are you doing?" she breathed fully aware of his intentions but unsure of how to proceed. Conrad rarely went down on her, he was the get in and get out type only interested in pleasing himself. "I need to keep you from dripping on my sheets, right baby?" he grinned as he brought her left leg over her shoulder.
Victoria shuddered as his tongue licked between her lips, swirling over her clit then back down to dip into her core. He moaned as he tasted this glorious woman completely, inhaling her spicy/sweet intoxicating scent. Pulling back he blew along the path he'd just licked, her body jolted in response. "Oh my god, yesss." she whimpered, hands winding into his hair pushing him back to her core. There's no way in hell I can cum just with his mouth ... is there? she wondered as his tongue continued swirling in and out of her. Dominik felt her quiver around his tongue and knowing she was close he pulled back and blew on her one more time before diving in and sucking on her clit sending Victoria over the edge. Her back arched off the bed, holding his head tightly against her she came with a scream followed by a string of unladylike curses. A second small orgasm wracked it's way through her body as she came down off her high pulling him on top of her pressing her lips against his.
"Thank you," she whispered between kisses, "that was ..."
"My best work ever," he finished holding his lover against him.
o.O Soooo ... yikes ... more? Not more? You tell me :)