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It was almost midnight when Lisa secretly entered through the back door of my pub. The light was turned off, so the kitchen was dark when she arrived. She had her jacket hood pulled up over her head again and her trusty messenger bag was slung over her shoulder.
I had just locked the door behind her when she dropped her stuffed bag on the floor and slowly walked to stand in front of me.
"Hello," she whispered and gently smiled, bending slightly to give me a hug. Without hesitating, she slipped one hand around my waist; her other hand pressed higher on my back.
This hug was different – way different from her normal approach. She always hugged me around my shoulders; my arms would go around her waist.
Her new stance surprised me and naturally forced my arms to wrap around her shoulders. My nose skimmed across her chest when she pulled me in. God she smells good!
Her fingertips pressed into my back as her lips softly kissed my forehead.
Fire burned through my veins; the touch of her lips on my skin sent a wave of arousal through my core. My hands responded instantly and instinctively and without conscious intervention I started to caress her neck.
The light from the bar peeked through the cracked kitchen door, illuminating her cheek in the darkness. My fingers reached to trace the light on her face. She looked down at me with smoldering eyes.
Slowly she leaned towards me and pressed her lips to mine. Her first kisses were tender, pausing to rest her lips on mine (I suppose to measure my reaction) but my mouth encouraged her to proceed.
I felt her lips part as the soft tip of her tongue joined in with her kiss. Her mouth was soft, wet, and completely hypnotic. Desire for her shot through every cell in my body, consuming my every thought.
She placed her warm hand on my neck to hold my face to her as she kissed me passionately.
My protective shell of self-preservation shattered into a million pieces as the entire outside world ceased to exist. Our lips moved together in perfect harmony as her tongue glided against mine.
Her kissing was far better than I could have ever imagined. I tried like hell to remember why I had denied myself this type of pleasure for so long, but the heat from her ragged breath surged right into my head and melted my brain.
Her hands were holding my face when she broke away from our kiss. She wrapped her arms around my body.
No, don't stop! What was left of my brain pleaded for her to keep kissing me.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do that," Lisa whispered.
My heart was beating so fast, I wondered if she could feel it pounding through her jacket. I took a half step back and bumped into the counter behind me; I was quite light-headed. My hand was clenched on the front of her jacket when I staggered back; my grip pulled her body forward.
Like a lightning flash, she grabbed me under my arms and lifted me up onto the counter; her forcefulness turned me on even more.
My fingers wove into her hair and my legs wrapped around her hips; our lips expressed our mutual desire. She pressed herself into me; I could feel through her jeans that she was completely aroused. My mind raced, thinking about having her inside me.
Her fingers clenched and clawed at the back pockets of my jeans, pulling me forward and bumping me into her. I envisioned her making love to me right here on this counter. By the way she rubbed into me, I was sure she was thinking the same thing. I softly moaned as the hunger turned to passion.
The intensity of our kissing calmed and slowed until our lips rested together. We both smiled.
"I don't remember. Did I even say hi?" Lisa whispered, joking with me.
"Yes. You had me at hello!" I giggled on her lips.
She chuckled in my mouth.
"I think you have me confused with another famous actor," she said, kissing me in between laughs.
Her mouth locked back on mine, convincing me that this amazing connection between us deserved a chance to grow.
Both of our hands had already found skin; her hands were under my shirt and midway up my back. One of my hands had skimmed down her neck and underneath the collar of her T-shirt.
I had her bottom lip between my teeth when thoughts of Hyunji walking in on our make-out session started to put a damper on my lust.
"You know… before we get busted…"
I slipped off the counter and into her arms.
Lisa gathered her bag from the floor. I was amused to see that she had to adjust her pants. Her arousal was definitely noticeable.
I peeked out the door before attempting to sneak her from the kitchen to the stairwell. Most of the crowd had disappeared. There were only about twenty people left in the pub, but I still wanted to get her upstairs unnoticed.
Lisa had just slipped through the stairwell door as Hyunji came around the corner at the same moment. She was looking for me and I was busted.
Her face broke into an exultant grin when she saw what I was up to. "Lisa?" she mouthed as she pointed to the door.
I shrugged. My shameful smile was enough of a confirmation for her.
"Glad to see you're taking my advice! Go on, I'll lock up. There are only a couple of people here. Fred and I will take care of it. Go, have a great night!"
I was halfway up the steps when Hyunji called me back. I tossed my key to Lisa.
"I'll be right back," I said to her, nodding for her to go on without me. I trotted down the steps and almost ran right into Hyunji.
"You forgetting something?" she teased, holding out a chilled bottle of champagne.
Lisa had her coat off and was in the living room when I walked into my apartment.
"Gift from Hyunji." I handed the bottle to her. "She saw you. Sorry," I apologized. "Don't worry, she won't say anything."
"Do you want me to open this?" she asked, even though she already started to peel the foil off the top.
"Sure. Let me get some glasses."
She popped the cork and poured as I held the glasses. Lisa slipped one glass from my hand and held it up.
"To… possibilities." She tapped her glass gently into mine and flashed a sultry smile at me.
"What time do you think you'll be done tonight?" she asked, sipping her champagne.
"Actually, I've been given the rest of the night off. Hyunji and Fred will close tonight."
"Really? You're done for the night?" She sounded pleased.
"Yep. We weren't that busy for some reason. Guess there was some big commotion going on at the Synful Grill tonight – took most of my customers away."
She tilted her head to give me an annoyed look.
"The only reason I know that is because one of my customers received a message that you were there. She said your location was posted on the Internet."
"Unbelievable," she muttered. I could tell that upset her.
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"
She stopped me. "No, no, I'm not mad at you. It's just messed up. I can't even go out to eat without it being a huge pain in the ass. It's like having a stalker, only they travel in packs. I don't know why they even give a shit."
She started rubbing her face hard, so I tried to think of something that would get her mind off of this path.
"Hey, would you help me a second?" I held out my hand to pull her up from her seat. She willingly followed me to the kitchen.
"Can you pull the other trays of steaks out of the fridge? I need to flip them." I had fifteen steaks marinating for our Sunday dinner.
"These steaks look awesome! What's in the juice?" she asked.
"Ah, that's a trade secret. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you!" I teased her. "I'm going to need help carrying these up to the roof tomorrow. Can I count on you to help me?"
"Absolutely!" she replied, wincing at me like I would need to ask that of her.
I could tell that her upset mood was slowly lifting. Her gears were pretty easy to switch.
"The marinade is only the first part of the process. There's a whole grilling technique too."
"Is that a trade secret too, or are you going to share that?"
"Truthfully I stole the idea from an article in Maxim Magazine."
"What are you doing reading Maxim? Looking for your picture?" She nudged me with her elbow.
"Yeah right! My uncle got my dad a subscription for Christmas one year and there was an entire article on how to grill food." I shrugged. "So how do you like your steak? Are you a rare or well-done kind-of guy?"
"Medium-well. I'm not crazy about seeing my food bleed." She shuddered.
"Me too!" I said, shocked that we had another thing in common.
When we finished in the kitchen, Lisa started to peruse my DVD collection. "Can we watch a movie? You have one that I'd like to see."
She kicked her shoes off and made herself comfortable on the couch. When I sat down next to her, she held her hand out to me.
"Hey, come here," she whispered. She repositioned her body so I was lying on her chest.
Lisa smiled at me and kissed my forehead softly. Her finger gently raised my chin and she kissed me tenderly. I was surprised that she didn't try to make out with me again. Instead, after a few loving kisses, she just held me in her arms while we watched the movie.
I'd seen the movie she chose a few times before, so it was hard for me to really pay attention to it - especially since I was snuggled in her arms. Lisa was softly stroking my hair and my back and it made me very relaxed. I was so comfortable lying on her, I felt myself drifting.
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"Jennie, sweetie. Wake up," Lisa whispered groggily. She shifted her body underneath me so she could sit up.
I rubbed my eyes and noticed the clock – it was a few minutes till two. Lisa slipped into the bathroom.
I waited for Lisa to finish so I could take my turn.
"Do you mind if I stay?" she asked. "If not, I can always jog to the hotel. Hopefully the paparazzi are sleeping."
"It's pretty late," I whispered, not knowing how to convey my thoughts. I didn't want her to run anywhere.
We gazed at each other for a moment; I watched her mouth curl down in disappointment. I, too, felt the same sadness thinking about her leaving. There was only one answer. "Stay," I whispered.
"Do you have an extra pillow?" Her eyes flashed down the hallway to the living room. I guess she was offering to sleep on the couch.
We stood there in the hallway leaning on opposing walls in silence, just staring at each other, waiting and gauging each other's reaction. She was trying to be a gentleman and not force her way into my bedroom without an invitation, but in my mind, the couch in the front room was too far of a distance between us. Things would be a lot different in my bedroom tonight from how they were last night, and we both knew it. The door to physical contact and sexual intimacy had been opened.
I held out my hand, craving for her to hold me in her arms like she did this morning. Lisa gently smiled and placed just the tips of her fingers on mine. I curled her fingers into the palm of my hand and led her into my dark bedroom.
I turned on the little lamp that sits on my dresser to softly illuminate the bedroom and quickly slipped into the bathroom to change. Lisa waited for me to return. She stood there, staring at me as she peeled her shirt off over her head. Her chest and arms were strong and defined, and the light from the lamp made her skin glow.
I watched her open her jeans and take them off her long legs. She tried to lay her pants on my bedroom chair but she missed; some loose change made ting sounds on the wooden floor when it fell out of her pockets. She quickly stripped her socks off and tossed them one by one to the floor.
Lisa slid into bed and adjusted the pillows until she was comfortable. We inched closer to each other and I hesitantly rested my hand on her bare chest. I wanted to let my fingers roam free but my hand was inconveniently frozen in place.
She slid down the bed until our eyes were at the same level. We gazed into each other's eyes and she gently stroked my cheek; those unspoken words of the possibilities of what could happen next flowed between us.
Her fingertips guided my face to her as she softly kissed my lips. Her touch was so gentle it made me smile.
Slowly, sensually, our hands touched each other's bodies. Our fingertips lightly trailed over each other's skin, taking the liberty to explore uncharted territory.
Her hand pressed in the small of my back as she pulled me closer; her kisses completely aroused my body. Softly she bit and sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and I moaned from the pleasure.
I ran my hand down her back, pressing my fingertips into her skin to massage her muscular frame. I had wanted to feel her body for so long now and I was finally getting my wish.
Her hand gripped my hip in response, sending another shockwave through my veins. I could feel her fingers tense and press into my hipbone as I ran my tongue over her luscious lips.
My fingers trailed down her chest to her stomach; her body quivered lightly under my touch. I could feel that she was completely aroused.
I was getting too carried away in the moment; a few minutes more of this and there'd be no turning back. Doubt, fear, crept into my thoughts, quelling ecstasy and desire. I placed my flat hand on her chest and lightly pushed back away from her; I needed a moment to catch my breath. I rubbed my eyes as the sensible person who lives in my brain spoke up.
"Jennie, I understand. I want you so bad, but I don't want to do anything you're not ready to do," Lisa whispered.
I had no will left. My body craved to feel her - all of her. My thoughts wrestled with that desire as all the warning bells went off in my head.
She wrapped her fingers around my wrist and moved my hand away from my eyes. "Talk to me. Tell me what's on your mind."
"I'm worried." I shrugged, trying like hell not to appear like an immature, neurotic mess. My words came out in a whisper.
"What are you worried about?"
I took a deep breath and sighed.
"I know you're not…" I murmured, stopping myself. "I don't do casual very well. Sex for me involves emotions and in reality… you're not going to be here for much longer." The words were difficult to say.
"Look at me. Please... look in my eyes," she softly pleaded.
I turned to gaze back at her. Her eyes were captivating.
"If you haven't noticed, I'm pretty crazy about you. You're all I think about," she said as she brushed her fingertips on my cheek. "You're not the only one making an emotional investment here.
"I know why you're worried, Jennie." She took in a deep breath. "I'm not here to use you or to hurt you. You have to understand - it's not easy for me to have any kind of relationship, despite what people think. It's difficult for me to keep a private life or to trust anyone. One of my old girlfriends sold our relationship to the tabloids for money."
She looked away, wincing from the unpleasant memory. "After that, well, let's just say it's been a while since I've been this emotionally close with anyone."
She looked back into my eyes. "Believe me when I say that random one-nighters are not my style. That's all I need, for stuff like that to be in print too."
"I guess we're two kindred spirits then," I said.
"What do you mean?" She looked at me for an explanation.
"You don't trust and I don't trust too."
"Huh," she breathed out. "So why don't you trust?"
"I was… involved with someone a few months ago, too," I said hesitantly. I didn't want to accidentally say the scary word "engaged" out loud fearing that Lisa might run if she thinks I only have marriage on the brain.
"Let's just say that one woman wasn't enough for him." I pursed my lips from the thought. "Anyway, sounds like we've both had our fair share of pain to deal with."
"Yeah, but the difference is that your heartaches aren't front-page news printed on the cover of millions of magazines," she huffed as she ran her fingers back through her hair. "And you don't need a Publicist when you break up with someone."
I sat up on my elbow and rested my hand on her chest. "Lisa, I care about you, a lot. I guess that's why I'm hesitant to jump into this – because we both need to be able to trust each other. But I promise, no matter what happens between us, I will never, ever, betray you."
I stared into her dark eyes. "Inside here is compassion and tenderness and I see a beautiful soul who deserves to be loved. I can only hope that you trust me enough now to believe me when I say I would never do anything to hurt you."
She rubbed my arm gently and then placed her hand on mine as it rested on her chest. A smile appeared on her face.
"I know." Lisa took a deep breath and looked me in the eyes. "My life has been turned up-side-down these last few years. I feel like I've been living in this chaotic existence. But when I'm with you, I… I feel strangely at peace. I feel like I can trust you with my secrets. And you have something that no one else has. When I look at you," her eyes held my gaze, "you take my breath away."
Her words momentarily took my breath away.
"Jennie, I'm fa…" She stopped to bite her lip and sighed, swallowing hard. "I care about you too – so much more than I think you realize. I've been trying to take this slow for a reason, you know… trying not to rush it. But being with you is just so easy and natural, and I'm pretty sure you feel the same way."
"Yes, I do," I breathed out, amazed that we both felt so deeply for each other.
"I can't help the way I feel and I don't want to hold back these feelings any longer."
"Neither do I," I whispered.
Lisa gently smiled. "Jennie, every time I'm away from you, I can't wait to see you again. I just want to be with you." Her fingers swept the hair out of my eyes.
At that moment, I felt every fiber of my soul want to take the huge leap of faith. I was already falling in love with her, and to hear her confession of her feelings made my decision easier to make. No matter what happens from this point forward, it was too late to worry or regret. My body hummed with desire for her touch.
I leaned over and softly kissed her. Her fingers tangled in my hair and I felt her hunger for me. Gently she rolled me onto my back; her eyes opened and locked onto mine.
"Are you sure? 'Cause I want you more than air right now," she sighed.
I reached up and pulled her face back to mine.
"Make love to me," I murmured on her lips. "Please," I begged.
Our mouths melted together. She wasn't in a hurry; she kissed me slowly, sensually. I could sense that she was going to make love to me, not just have sex with me.
Lisa slid her hand underneath my shirt as she kissed me. She pulled my shirt up and I helped her remove it from my body. Without taking her eyes off of me, she wadded my top up in her hands and tossed it across the room behind her.
She trailed her fingertips down my neck, stimulating my senses, slowly cupping my breast in her hand. A powerful jolt of arousal shocked into my belly as her lips moved from my mouth to my breast. My entire body tingled; could she possibly know how good that felt to me? My fingers combed into her hair and I pressed her face into my body just a bit harder.
My eyes closed and I sank into the pure pleasure of her tongue on my skin. I ran my hands lightly from her hair to her shoulders, moaning from her touch.
I pulled her face back to mine, hungry for her. Her hand slid down my back and her fingers entered the space between my skin and panties. A playful growl slipped up her throat when she squeezed my rear.
Lisa hooked the top of my panties with her thumb, peeling them away. I slowly wiggled, curling my legs onto her as she pulled them down and off my body. They also got tossed onto the floor. She ran her strong hand slowly over my body; from my breast to my stomach; from my hip to my thigh.
She trailed her fingertips up the inside of my leg, driving me a bit closer to insanity. I gasped and shuddered under her touch. Her long fingers toyed with me, stimulating all the right spots. I was so aroused I felt like I could explode.
I slid my fingers under her elastic waistband and used my forearm to push the cotton that separated us down on her hip. My hand clasped around her and stroked while she moaned in my mouth as we kissed.
She broke away from our mutual pleasure and removed her boxers. We lay there on our sides facing each other, completely free of clothing, as open and vulnerable as one could ever be with another human being.
Lisa reached up and carefully cupped my face in her hand. She didn't kiss me; she just rubbed her thumb on my cheek and over my lips as she gazed into my eyes for the longest time. A smile broke on her face and it made me smile back at her.
Slowly her body hovered over mine. Her knees shifted on the bed and made my legs spread a bit wider, causing another wave of arousal to pulse into my veins.
She leaned down and softly kissed me. Her kissing was slow, passionate, like every touch of her lips was meant to convey a specific feeling.
I ran my fingers lightly over the arm that she used to steady her body as she placed herself inside me. I sucked in a sharp breath from the pleasurable pain that accompanied her penetration. I watched as she closed her eyes for a moment; she quietly moaned as she entered me.
Her lips returned to kiss mine and she carefully pressed the weight of her body down on me. I opened my legs wider and wrapped them around her body; the desire to feel every inch of her was almost painful.
Her eyes were fixed on mine as her hips slowly rolled. She kissed my lips and cheek softly while her hand held my rear off the bed. She was slow, intense, and precise. She sighed in my ear and I wrapped my arms tighter around her body.
"Oh, Jen. Oh God, you feel so good," she breathed out while she sucked my neck.
There was no awkwardness, no fear as she made love to me. Our bodies fit together like two lost puzzle pieces that were finally joined.
She rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her. Her hands assisted my movements while I lightly ran my fingers up and down her chest. Her eyes were wide with pleasure.
I pressed my hands into the bed on either side of her head while I exerted more force.
She sucked in a sharp breath. "Oh, Jen," she moaned, softly kissing my chin. She wrapped her arm around my back, pulling me tightly to her chest. I felt her teeth gently bite into my collarbone while we moaned together.
"Lie down next to me," she whispered in my ear. I slipped off of her and rolled onto my side; she wrapped her arm under my thigh and entered me from behind.
"Oh, don't stop," I gasped. Her fingers accompanied our union, finding just the right spot to send me over the edge. Lisa's mouth locked on mine, stopping me from screaming out loud from the mind-blowing orgasm that she was rocketing through my body.
As soon as I stopped quivering she rolled me over onto my stomach. Our bodies were still connected when she pulled me up onto my knees.
I sucked in a few breaths through my clenched teeth as I felt her fingers and movements bringing on my second orgasm. I squeezed down on her, gripping her inside me, and I felt her shudder into me. She let out a long groan as we climaxed together.
Lisa lay back down next to me on the bed; our breathing was deep and labored. I heard her exhale with force as she ran her hand back through her hair. A trickle of sweat dripped down my neck and onto my pillow as I stared blissfully at the streaks of moonlight on my bedroom ceiling.
Her hand slid over the sheet until her fingers found mine, taking my hand in her.
I breathed out all the air in my lungs, trying to get my heart to slow down. "Wow!" I giggled. I had no saliva left in my mouth.
She chuckled lightly. "You said it. That… was… Wow!"
She rolled onto her side; our eyes met and we both smiled and grinned at each other.
Gently she wiped the hair off of my forehead; her fingers trailed down my face and lifted my chin so she could kiss me again.
We lay there for a long time, arms and legs intertwined, staring intensely into each other's eyes. She softly placed tender kisses on my lips.
She let out a big yawn and then smiled softly. We were both exhausted and still reveling in the afterglow of our incredible orgasms. It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open. Her yawns were contagious.
"Are you ready to go to sleep?" She kissed my nose.
I smiled and nodded slightly. "Mmmhmm."
I rolled over and leaned back on her bare chest. She pulled the sheet and blanket up over us and wrapped her long arm around me. I pulled her hand up to my lips and then wove my fingers into her.
"Good night love," she whispered, kissing my bare shoulder.
All my muscles relaxed and I slowly drifted off to sleep, basking in the warmth and bliss of my most incredible dream. I felt her chest rise and fall as we breathed in and out together, peacefully floating on a cloud with her.
I thought I heard Lisa's voice softly say, "I love you." Although it was barely a whisper, the sound of her voice was so clear it snapped me back into consciousness.
My eyes instantly popped open. I felt her hot breath exhale forcefully onto my shoulder and her arm twitched, pulling me tighter to her chest. I listened to her breathing to see if she was sleeping. Did she really just whisper that in my ear? It sounded like she was already asleep. I closed my eyes thinking I must be just imagining things.
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The clock read 9:18 a.m. when I woke. Lisa's warm, naked body was nestled with mine. As much as I didn't want to move from my extremely comfortable spot, nature was calling.
I wiggled myself free from her arm and slid my body to the edge of the bed. I looked around on the floor for my clothes, not seeing them anywhere. I walked to her side of the bed. Where the heck is my shirt?
She rolled over to watch me hunt. "Good Morning!" she murmured happily.
I turned and smiled at her while I made a mental note to buy a robe the next time I go shopping.
"Good Morning! Have you seen my shirt?" I asked with a smile.
"Yep. I know right where it is, but I can't tell you." She shook her head and combed her hair back with her fingers. She looked so damn sexy lying there naked in my bed.
I smirked at her. Her T-shirt was on the floor so I picked it up and slipped it over my head. The cotton held her delicious scent.
"Nice!" She grinned at me. "Hurry back!"
Lisa took her turn in the bathroom while I put a pot of coffee on. Instead of joining me in the kitchen, she went back to bed.
I stopped in the doorway of my bedroom, leaning on the doorframe while I took a moment to soak in the view. She was lying with her arms folded up under her head, the light from the window made her skin glisten.
My eyes traveled down her exposed body. The bed sheet barely covered the rest of her, but I no longer needed to use my imagination.
She smiled at me and patted her hand on the empty space on the bed.
I grinned at her and slowly shook my head. I had another location in mind. Her eyes narrowed on me with confusion. I giggled a little, stepped back out of view and slipped her shirt off. I held her shirt up, waving it in the air so she could see it, and then dropped it to the floor. She was a smart person; I figured she'd get the hint.
I had just turned the water on in the shower when she slipped her hands around my waist. The hot water felt good on my aching muscles. It had been too long since I bent and stretched in the ways I did last night. I felt unbelievably relaxed as she rubbed my shoulders under the water stream.
We took turns washing each other. Her hands lathered the shampoo in my hair as she pressed her fingertips on my scalp and neck. It was so soothing and erotic at the same time. She was definitely enjoying running the soapy sponge over my body, making sure to wash every nook and cranny thoroughly.
My soapy hand washed her as her lips kissed me passionately. I let my mouth drink from the shower water on her chest before I knelt down in front of her. My eyes flickered up to watch her face express her pleasure.
Her fingers tangled in my wet hair as I tightened my grip. I was so turned on just hearing her moan I wanted to finish her off where she stood.
Lisa grabbed my wrists and stood me up. "Let's get out of here," she said.
I handed a towel to her and wrapped another one around my body. She didn't bother to dry off. She dropped the towel on the floor and guided me back to the sink.
"Have a seat." She smirked, assisting me onto the bathroom counter.
She dropped to her knees and slid me to the edge; her hands pushed my thighs apart. I felt her tongue first, followed by a surge of pleasure. Her fingers held me open as she buried her face into my body. She pressed my legs back further. I ran my hands through her wet hair as she devoured me.
The heat inside my center reached its breaking point and I felt like an explosion took place right in the core of my being. Each additional flick of her tongue sent shockwave after shockwave through my entire body out to the tips of my fingers and toes, and I shuddered from the ecstasy she unleashed on me. I swear I heard her chuckle ever so quietly as she kissed the inside of my thigh.
She stood up and placed herself inside me. Cool water dripped from her hair onto my chest and stomach as we moved together.
Her arms held my legs apart, opening me wider. I watched her eyes squeeze shut; she was breathing hard through her open lips. Soft moans escaped from both of us.
"Lisa, let's go back to the bed," I gasped. I was sliding off the sink top. She lifted me up and carried me while our bodies stayed joined.
She lay me down on the edge of the bed and grabbed my ankles, placing them to rest on her shoulders. She rested her free hand on me; her thumb landed at just the right spot, causing me to suck in a sharp breath or two. Damn, she is good! I knew a second orgasm was coming soon.
"I'm close… in or out?" she asked between strokes.
"Oh God, don't stop," I moaned, squeezing down on her. I felt her teeth carefully bite into my ankle. "It's... k, stay in."
I almost stopped breathing while I let the internal climax have at me. My back arched reflexively; my hands clenched the bed sheet.
Lisa climaxed soon after I did and I felt her body shudder as she erupted inside me. A not-so-quiet groan rolled out of her throat.