We stared at each other, neither breaking eye contact. The longer the stillness stretched on, the faster my heart raced. Gradually, her expression shifted from stern to something softer, something familiar.
The scent of her perfume lingered, reminding me of our time together in my study. My eyes discreetly roamed over her body, drinking in the sight before me. She wore a white tank top that clung to her like a second skin, highlighting the outline of her breasts.
Her nipples were poking out beneath the silk fabric. The hem of her short flared skirt brushed against her thighs, her skin glowing in the soft light.
The sight awakened something in me, causing my cock to twitch in my pants. I recognized the expression on her face; it was sheer desire, the kind that told me she was just as horny as I was.
A cold shiver ran down my spine, and a voice inside me whispered that I should kiss her. I was almost certain that she wasn’t going to push me away, yet I hesitated.
She drew closer, those warm hazel eyes sparkling with something that hardened my cock. Before I could form my next thought, she leaned in, and like two magnets, our lips crashed together in a heated kiss.
Her hands slid under my singlet as our heads began to tilt to the rhythm of our passion. I devoured those cherry lips, my palms finding her breasts. Her tongue invaded my mouth, and she took off my singlet, feeling the roughness of my skin.
I did the same with her top and pulled her closer, bending over to take her breasts in my mouth. One at a time. She tipped her head back, moaning quietly as her hands slid down to my groin.
She dipped her hand, withdrew my cock, and began stroking my length. I slipped my hands under her flared skirt, my fingers slowly climbing her inner thighs. Her legs trembled, and her body flinched when I settled on her underpants.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered, “that feels so good.”
I gently caressed the fabric of her panties, feeling her warmth and wetness within reach. With one arm around her waist, I lifted her into the air, and she locked her legs around me. Her hair spilled over her face as she lowered her head and reclaimed my lips.
I walked down to her bed and lay her on her back, my cock brushing against her thighs. The kiss intensified, and she cupped my face with her palms, her eyes shut. Hovering over her, I squeezed her gentle swells, not too hard, but enough to send waves of pleasure through her body.
She let out a soft purr when I broke the kiss, my lips pressed against her neck. One after the other, I sucked on her breasts, my teeth grazing her hard nipples. She lay sprawled beneath me, surrendering with labored breaths.
Slowly, I crawled downward, kissing her torso and moving toward her belly button. Her moans intensified as I neared her waistline, my hands caressing her inner thighs.
My fingers clutched her panties, and I yanked them off in a single pull. She propped herself up on her elbows and slowlyspread her legs. By the time I glanced up, she was already biting her lower lip, gazing down at me.
I savored the want etched on her face and the way her chest heaved with anticipation. My thumb rubbed her slippery entrance while I held her gaze, basking in the way her body flinched in response.
“Oh, my God…” she moaned, fingers clutching the sheets beneath us.
I teased her some more with my fingers, feeling her wetness and the subtle breathing of her pussy. I watched her face twist in pleasure as she tugged at the sheets.
She bucked her hips, as if seeking something more. “Just eat me already,” she whimpered.
“Beg me,” I whispered, breathing in the scent of her arousal.
She paused, clearly struggling with her pride, her back writhing against the mattress.
I teased her again, this time with my tongue. I swiped it along her folds.
“Fuck you, Karik,” she cried softly, arching her back.
“Beg me.”
“No.” Her voice was weak and lacked conviction because she didn’t mean it.
Determined to make her beg, I continued to tease her, licking the most sensitive parts of her. She writhed, grinding her hips against my mouth, her face contorted in ecstasy.
I kept at what I was doing, patiently waiting for her to break. And she did.
“Eat me already. Please.” She exhaled in a broken rush. “Please, I can’t take it anymore.”
My lips curled into a self-satisfied grin, and I immediately buried my face between her thighs.
“Ohhhh, fuck yes….” She breathed a sigh of relief, her waist rising to meet my face.
