She rested her hands on his head, gripping hard, knowing what he was going to do next and that she was already in a heightened state, so any small touch from him sent bursts of pleasure through her.
He pressed his mouth into her mound. His moisture mixed with hers, his breath hot and delightful tongue swept over her pussy. She responded naturally, grinding her hips. His lips moved deeper into her, separating the fleshy folds, sucking at her, tongue slipping the length of her sex. She tangled her fingers into his dark hair to keep her balance and the tension was once more building within her. He moved slowly, the urgency still there between them, sparking silently in the air, ignored as he once more built the sexual tension. She could feel he was taking delight in what he was doing. He promised to go slow this time, and he was. She resisted the final burst as long as he could, but she’d relaxed, completely giving herself over to him, and she shuddered as a gentle but long orgasm rippled through her.
“Hmmm.” She wobbled on her legs a little as he moved to stand, she let her hands run down his toned body, over this shirt, and enjoyed the feel of the skin on his thighs. She was suddenly acutely aware he was still wearing too many clothes and she wanted to feel his skin against hers.
She found the ends of his shirt and pulled them apart. Buttons went pinging out into the room. His chest, toned with soft hair, begged for her hands to investigate. First, she was going to get him naked and pushed the shirt off his shoulders, he wriggled helping the material to fall away. She could see his strong biceps, the tan line that ended just above his elbow and the V-tan line at the top of his chest. It showed his mark, one of a farmer, one who worked long hours in the sun. She loved it.
She moved her hands over his chest, along the lines of his muscles, downwards, following the thinning hair towards his groin. She let one hand brush lower, over his cock, it was still just as hard, just as ready. She held it in her hand, moving back and forth for a few strokes, before lowering her head, and slipping her mouth over the tip. His cock pulsed and he groaned heavily, the sound encouraged her to keep going, to push more of the pleasure to the surface, his, hers, and them both.
The testosterone saltiness tingled on her tongue, as she played with him. He rocked his hips in time with her movements, pushing the tip of his cock further into her mouth, to the back of her throat. She liked it, knowing she had control over him right now as to whether or not he came. A little pre-cum liquid spilled into her mouth, and she let him slip from her mouth.
He reached down and pulled her up to him. There was a glint in his eyes.
Suddenly, she was falling back on the bed. She screamed in delight as she bounced up and down on the mattress and she glimpsed him smiling. Once she settled on the bed, he took one foot, removed her boot, then did the same for the other. He crawled on the bed, moving over her. He was finally naked, and she was going to feel his skin fully on hers. She shivered knowing the delight to come.
She opened her legs, wrapping them around his body as he nestled between hers, resting on his elbows which were either side of her body. His eyes were dark, intense, and full of intention that she wanted to fulfil.
He kissed her, softly at first, then gradually with more passion. She could feel her body respond, moulding effortlessly with the rhythm that grew between them. His cock slipped the length of her pussy, up and down, moving in the thick juices before easing once more into her entrance fully, in one swift motion. Her hips arched forward with pleasure, and she held on to him, her hands tight around his chest as he leaned on top of her as he moved.
It was different from the other times. She wasn’t sure why or what made it like this. She kissed him as his hip motion intensified. Her body wound up again, moving towards the bliss that couldn’t get enough from him. This time he was coming with her, which added to the sensations which rippled through her body. Her breath tightened in time with his, their bodies rocked together, faster and harder and with a deeper delight than compared to the last two times. She could feel the change not just in herself, but in him, between them, he’d given himself over to her just as much as she had to him. And it was that feeling which wrapped around them both, pushing them over into a long orgasm.
He moved to the side, wrapping his arms around her body as they both rested in the afterglow. She rested her head on his chest listening to his heavy heartbeat. Even this was different from the last times. She didn’t want to move and could tell by the contentedness in his body, the way he embraced her now, that he didn’t either.
What had just happened between them was meant to have been just fucking, but with the shiver that slid down her back, she knew it was more. It felt more like lovemaking and she enjoyed it. More than that she wanted it to happen again and again. Forever.
“So, do I get to see you tomorrow night?” He nuzzled into her neck, resting on his side, moulding his body against hers.
Yes. Yes. Yes. That was the real answer she wanted to give. But she knew she needed to see her friends, and that after this session with him she was going to be sore, pleasantly, and perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad thing if she made him wait. Just for one day. “No.”
“What do you mean, no?” He moved his hand to her breast and pinched her nipple playfully.
“Ow.” She jumped then laughed. It made it harder to say no, considering how comfortable she was with him.
“Thursday?”
“I have one meeting, so it will have to be after six.” He rested his hand on her belly, his thumb casually moving over her skin.
“In the morning.”
“No.” His smile told her he knew she was teasing.
“Oh, good, I’m not a morning person.”
“Though, if you came over the night before you’d still be here at six in the morning.”
“Hmmm… you are getting hopeful.” She reached up, pulled him towards her and kissed him on the lips.
“No more than you.”
It was a truth that Zoe didn’t quite want to hear, though part of her did. That part of her buzzed with excitement. “So where do I meet you?”
“Here.”
“In your hotel room?”
“Of course.” He kissed her. “I want you to stay here all day.”
“I’ve got to go to work.”
