“I’ll see you in the morning, okay?” I said as I put a pillow on the blanket.
Nodding, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. It was the softest, most tender kiss, and it told me all I needed to know.I’ll be here for you, and I’ll support whatever you do.
“Sleep well, Lane,” she said as I headed for my room.
I shut the door, turned off the lights, and tried my best to fall asleep.
Angela
It couldn’t have been any later than eleven at night when Lane put me to sleep.
I had to admit, I had misread him. He was a gentleman—an arrogant prick would have slept with me anyway, but instead, not only did he want to make sure he was emotionally ready, he had given me the stuff necessary to spend the night at his place without him. I couldn’t claim to have had a ton of dating experience, but I could say for someone to treat me so well after sex hadn’t worked out was something I hadn’t seen or heard a lot of.
No wonder he reacted so strongly the first time I showed up on the lot. Probably anyone would feel offended by someone showing up without warning to the property. Really says a lot that he’s still keeping me around like so.
The more I thought about him, the harder it was to sleep. And the harder it was to sleep, the more I began to wonder if he was feeling the same way. And the more I was wondering if he was feeling the same way...
I tried my hardest to just go to sleep, to close my eyes, and to count some sheep. I tried every technique in the book for falling asleep, but none of them compared to the feelings I was having for Lane right now. I’m sure some of it was the alcohol, but I chose to come over to his place sober. If I wanted him, the alcohol had only heightened that feeling, not created it. It did not magically appear out of thin air.
At one point, through my many toss and turns, I went to the bathroom, which wasn’t weird. What did surprise me, though, was when I saw that it was just barely before two a.m. Tonight was going to be sleepless, I knew... unless...
I took a deep breath. I was too tired to think of the consequences too much. I headed for Lane’s door.
I opened it slowly and heard him breathing. I snuggled up under the covers and laid my head on his body. He was solid as a rock, his chest and abs almost perfectly formed. I let my hand brush over his hips and discovered he was wearing boxers, so I couldn’t get a true feel for just how large he was, but I had my hopes up. A man who had many things going for him usually had close to everything going for him, let’s be honest.
He leaned into me, and that told me he was awake enough. I kissed him on his cheek, and then his neck, and he offered no resistance. I kissed his chest.
It was at this point when I felt his hands reach on my back and tug at my shirt, and I knew it was on. We were both too tired and too exhausted for words or rationalizations, but that didn’t mean we were too tired for sex. The only word I would have paid attention to was “no.”
Given that Lane now had my shirt off and was working on my bra, it was a pretty safe assumption that he wasn’t going to say no.
He got it off moments later, and he had his hands on my breasts, squeezing and creating sharp rushes of pleasure. By this point, I had gotten down to his stomach, teasing him as I saw his cock stiffen through his boxers. Though I was horny and in something of a rush to get his underwear off, I decided that teasing him was a delightful way to end this night—if we couldn’t speak or couldn’t do anything other than focus on sex, then I was going to make sure he had the most heightened, aroused sex possible.
He surprised me, pleasantly, with a hard slap of the ass. I sat up suddenly and looked at him in amusement.
“Get over here,” he said. “Put your pussy on my face.”
Some good old dual pleasure, huh? I can live with that.
I wiggled my ass toward him as I finally reached under his underwear and felt his cock. Honestly, my first reaction was one of a gasp—wondering just how the hell I was going to fit him inside of me. The length was good—it wasn’t out of this world, but it was solid.
His thickness, though? That was intimidating. That was something that left me sweating a little bit, wondering how he was going to fit inside of me without crossing into the threshold of too painful to handle. That wasn’t going to stop me from getting naked and putting him inside of me, but…
I slid off his boxers as he pulled his knees forward, making it easy for me to get them off completely. He also got my underwear off. I moved my head down, grabbed his cock, and licked the tip.
I had so many plans for how I was going to tease him. I was going to find where he was most sensitive. I was going to torment him, push him to the edge of orgasm, and then force him to fuck me to make him come.
That all went out the window when I felt his tongue on my clit.
I had such a grand plan in place, but as soon as I felt the rush of pleasure that came from him kissing me and flicking his tongue, I lost it. I was reduced to a pathetic amount of gratuitous sucking and stroking as Lane worked on me, driving sensational feelings of approaching orgasm through me. My hips shook, and my ass bounced—so much so that I tried to control it, fearing I was going to smash into Lane’s face, but he didn’t seem to care one bit. He just smacked my ass, held me down, and kept going at it.
I could only moan and practically cry in pleasure. I didn’t even bother putting his cock in my mouth anymore. The only thing I had the wherewithal to do was stroke him with my hand, and even that was a mindless, aimless repetition. If, for some reason, I let go in this darkness, there was no chance I was finding it again while Lane had his tongue pressed on me.
“Fuck, Lane,” I said, the first words I had muttered since Lane had thought he was putting me to bed.
I much more preferred to being given an orgasm in bed, thank you very much.
I clenched his cock as he pushed me to the edge. My legs tightened around his head, but his licking only increased in speed. I soon reached the point of orgasm, that moment right before the rush of pleasure actually happened. My entire world reached a peak as I tilted my head back, my breath catching.
