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His eyes roved down my body, and I couldn’t believe how wonderful I felt under his gaze. Soon, I was left with only the skimpy thong on, and I couldn’t help hooking my index finger into it and playing with the strap. This caught and held his complete attention, but impressively, he continued his admonition to me without missing a beat.
“What do you say?” he asked, and then his gaze lifted to mine. “You want to give this a go with me? See how far we can go?”
I stopped then and truly paid attention.
I could stop then and just simply assume he was referring to a fling, but something told me, as he watched me, that it wasn’t quite what he was saying. It was hard to believe, but for once, I wanted to believe. I had already fooled myself beyond comprehension, so what was this one move? What was this one risk? What was this one attempt to be truly, wholly, and completely honest with him?
“By giving this a go… you mean - a fling?”
“Maybe,” he replied. “A fling, definitely. Maybe more. Let’s see how far we can go. That is, if you want to, of course.”
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. I mean, it wasn’t explicitly all that I wanted to hear, but it was everything.
“Um… “ I started nodding even before the words formed in my throat. “Yes. I mean… yeah. I’d really love that.”
Then he said, "Get over here," and I couldn’t help the way my heart swelled. It almost hurt to remain in my chest, but there was no way I could pull it out and show it to him. Show him how deliriously happy I was that he had given us both a chance for this. It turned out that my flights of lunacy earlier had all worked out in my favor. Who would have freaking known?
He led me to straddle him, and as my sex connected with the hardness and warmth of his body, I felt myself moan. I loved everything about him, from how he looked to the way he felt and how he smelled underneath me. He was just truly a freaking dream.
“Kiss me,” he said, and I immediately obliged. Leaning forward, I cradled his face in my hands and then angled my head to connect my lips to his. It was immensely intense but yet so sweet that I couldn’t contain it. He delved into my mouth like he owned every part of me, and my heart responded like it completely believed it.
The taste of alcohol from me mixed with the minty freshness of him and it was just a moment that made me feel like I was floating, as though I had reached a state of contentment that I hadn’t even been aware could exist. Yet here he was, and here we were, and it was freaking blowing my mind.
His hand moved up and down my body, shaping my curves, stroking across some goose-pimpled flesh as though committing all of it to memory. I loved every bit of his touch and the taste of skin as I moved down his lips, across the harsh contours of his jawline, and down his neck. He was so virile, so gorgeously male, and it turned me on in a way that rendered every other source of intoxication useless.
I looked directly into his eyes then and felt connected in a way that I couldn’t explain. But I knew it was what I wanted, perhaps more than anything else in the entire world. And to think, I had rejected him back at the restaurant when he had first approached me.
Just like him, I truly didn’t know how things would turn out between us at the end of the day, but the chance to feel this way about him, about another human being, was unbelievably and unfathomably magical.
“So,” he said, his lips forming the most gorgeous smile. “You want to ride?”
"Yeah," I replied as I writhed against him, unable to remain still.
"My mouth or my cock?" he asked matter-of-factly, and I couldn’t hide the blush that severely stained my cheeks.
I gave him some serious thought, just like he wanted, and decided that I wanted to start from his mouth. So, after slipping my thong off, I moved over, and I loved the way he grabbed my ass and lifted me. The force and swiftness of his actions added to the thrill and rush of it all, and by the time his lips covered my sex, I was already shaking all over. That first contact was indescribable. The shock that went through my system was so sweet and so heated that my back arched as I let out a long moan.
He had a way with his tongue, and he worked it inside of me in a way that made my eyes roll back into my head. He ate me out as though he couldn’t get enough of me, as though he savored every taste, every lick, and by the end of it, I was trembling all over. This was what I had wanted all along. This was why I hadn’t been able to get my mind off him even till tonight, and it was worth the complete fool I had made of myself.
"Guy," I whimpered as my hips rolled against the suction of his lips and tongue. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but with the way he handled me, it wasn’t long before I completely lost control of myself.
Everything about this current position and the way we were with each other was so filthy and intimate that it touched my arousal and excitement beyond the point of normalcy. I had always considered myself as someone with a normal sex drive. I rarely thought of anything arousing, but so far, I couldn’t imagine myself not being intimate with him.
He was something out of the ordinary, and the pleasure this brought me kept the silliest of smiles on my face. I grabbed my breasts in my hands as I was overwhelmed in every fiber of my being. It felt as though even my very blood had turned into molten pleasure and it was too much to bear.
I kneaded the mounds and rode him until in no time my entire frame was tensing up. I wanted it to go a bit longer, but eventually, I couldn’t handle the pleasure anymore lest I lose my mind. He took me over the edge, and I fell, long and needless, into a bed of unfathomable satisfaction and euphoria. I came so hard I was sure I screamed, but more importantly, I couldn’t resist the hard grip of his hands on my thighs.
The force of him was everywhere around and I just couldn’t stop coming. Eventually and completely spent, I collapsed on top of him but at least had the good sense to roll off him so that we could catch our breath.
I tried to catch my breath, but it was to no avail, so I stared up at the ceiling, longing for him. Eventually, he rolled on top of me, and I watched his gorgeous face as he pulled his briefs off.
I couldn’t help but reach out to grab his gorgeous taut ass. I was so contented, so mesmerized that I couldn’t help my smile as I watched him. He didn’t smile, but I could feel the equal pleasure on his face as he watched me, as though I was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. I had wanted to ride him, but I was completely out of strength, and so when he parted my thighs and stroked the head of his erect gorgeous cock through my sex, I couldn’t hold back my gasp.
He knew just what the anticipation did to me. He knew just how to tease me in a way that overwhelmed me with emotion even more before he was inside of me, and I loved every moment of it. He took his time sliding into me, holding my gaze with every passing moment until he was fully sheathed inside of me.
I stretched out fully, although my knees were raised to hold him even closer, and my hand was lost in his gorgeous dark hair. I loved how his eyes briefly closed and then how, as he savored the exquisite feeling of being inside of me, I held his face then and leaned forward to kiss him. He tasted even impossibly sweeter, but I was forced to come to a halt when he began to move.
Controlling his strength, he pulled away from me until he arrived at the entrance and then, grabbing my hips in that dangerously hard way of his to hold me in place, he slammed into me, and I gasped out in wonder. It felt so freaking good; he felt so freaking good, and all I could do was hold on tight to maintain some semblance of balance of myself. It felt like I was floating, completely bombarded and overtaken by indescribable pleasure.
