“No complaints,” she said, before standing on her toes, wrapping her hands around my neck, and reaching to kiss me again. I could feel her clothes against my skin, and I needed to get under them.
But for now, I needed to build her hunger, too. Until she could no longer help herself. Until our bodies melted into each other.
As we kissed, Rhea’s hands began to explore, from my shoulders down to my chest, around my back, and across my stomach. The more she touched, the more intense the kiss became.
Eventually, I picked her up, and she threw her legs around me. I carried her to the wall so that her back was pressed against it, and let my own hands begin their exploration. I pulled her work shirt loose from her pants, and held her hip with one hand while the other trailed her skin up toward her bra. I could feel the goosebumps under my fingers as I did this, and I smiled into the kiss.
She felt small in my arms, but with a silent strength and an animalistic hunger in her hands as she gripped my hair. It made the beast inside me want to escape, but I held it back and stayed careful. Didn’t want to let everything loose all at once; had to leave something to want.
I moved back slightly so that I could get her shirt off, and her bra went flying soon after. She wasn’t shy about letting me look, either, there was almost a sense of pride in her body.
And it was a well-deserved pride. “Nice.”
“Nice?” she giggled, her arms draping over my shoulders. “What a way to describe it.”
Idiot,I thought, but I just kept grinning as I moved her again, this time carrying her to the couch and laying her down.
“Perfection,” I said as I did so. “Magnificence, beauty, glory. Lots of other words I could add.”
She laughed out loud at that. “Come here, you ridiculous man.”
Good save,I thought as I kneeled beside the couch.
“There’s something I want to do first,” I announced, moving so that I could easily undo her work pants and get them off. I did the same with her underwear, and dropped them all near her shirt. Now, she was entirely naked, and I drank it in with my eyes as I put my hand on one of her legs.
“What, are you going to paint me like a French girl?” she asked cheekily, and I raised an eyebrow.
“Unfortunately, I don’t have a lot of artistic talent,” I explained with a sigh. “But there are other things I’m pretty damn good at.”
This time, her eyes widened. I let my hand linger for a moment before I moved upward on her thigh, and she instinctively moved her legs apart. I smiled, letting her wait for a little longer until I could see the need for what came next growing in her eyes.
Then, my fingers slipped into her slit, and I realized that she was already wet, which intensified my smirk. I kept my eyes on her face, and watched as she bit her lower lip. I was moving slowly, with teasing intent, and I could already feel herfrustration. That was good. I wanted that to overflow, until it drove her wild.
I found a slow rhythm and leaned forward until her face was only a few inches from mine. She was already starting to breathe heavily, and a small moan escaped her when I hit just the right spot.
“I think I’m going to take my time with you,” I whispered, and her eyes widened. “No rush, right? Unless you have something else to do.”
As I said that, I paused my movements, and she groaned. “No, please, don’t stop.”
“As you wish,” I winked and started again, this time, just slightly faster. But I kept my rhythm and pace, held the same pressure.
“Oh, wow,” she breathed, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. “I like that.”
“Nice, right?” I joked, but she was so zoned into the sensation that she didn’t really react to that. I focused, too, really getting my head in the game. I let my fingers slip down, and pushed two inside of her while holding my thumb on her clit. This made her gasp, and her back arched slightly. I continued to rotate my thumb, while my other fingers explored inside.
“You feel really good,” I said, using my free hand to play with her breasts as her body responded to me. I knew that I was going to struggle not to pull her on to me. I already craved being inside of her so much that it felt as if I would explode. But I needed to be patient.
I would get her there first.
Rhea was now truly arching her back and her eyes were closed. She moaned whenever I hit the right places with the right pace,and I could no longer hold back. I held my rhythm and didn’t let up this time, didn’t change a thing.
“Oh, god,” Rhea breathed as her body began to tense up. “I’m going to… Oh…”
The moan that escaped her as she crashed over the edge of her orgasm made my jaw tighten and my desire peak. I waited for her body to relax before I undid my jeans and pulled them off along with my underwear in one swift motion. Practicing getting in and out of uniform as fast as possible was definitely coming in handy here.
“You want to be on top?” I asked as I lay back on the floor, and Rhea glanced at me with a satisfied smile.
“Yeah, definitely,” she answered, before moving off the couch to straddle me.
