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“What a wonderful poem,” Yao praises as she and everyone around us start clapping. Heck, even the waiters who were standing against the walls.
I bow my head slightly in gratitude and lowering myself back into my seat, Roxanne leans enough to give me a tender kiss on the lips. “Thank you,” she says in a whisper. “It was so beautiful.”
“Wonderful poem, sir,” one of our waiters says in a thick French accent as he refills my glass of wine. “You’re very talented. Are you a professional poet?”
“Hopefully one day,” I tell him.
As my attention returns to the table, Roxanne and Lili are tasting another one of the dishes that have been set out and both are making faces that look slightly orgasmic in nature. Seeing my girlfriend with that type of expression only makes my pants stiffen, and when I sit down beside her and see the silky length of her bare leg, it’s impossible not to let my hand slide under the table and move up her thigh. She smiles, not revealing anything to her sister and mother on the other side of the table.
I feel her hand grab mine and remove it from between her legs, but then her hand steals underneath the table and moves to my pants. When she expertly feels the hardness underneath my fly, I know she’s got the same feelings I do because her hand gently circles around the tented tip that my erection has created and with a small, subtle movement she starts to rub, making my breath catch in my throat.
The sensation almost makes me groan out loud, and when we finally pay the bill and leave the restaurant to head back to the hotel, it’s difficult not to run with my hand in hers. Everything we have been through together is making me want her more than I ever have before.
Once we are finally inside the room and alone together, I’m able to succumb to the feelings that have been simmering inside me all night. And I know that she has felt it too. With her family around, there wasn’t a lot of chance to show our affection toward each other, but the city is like a drug and now we are both ready to take a long, hard hit of it. She shows me how much she wants me when she walks into the bathroom and then walks out wearing nothing except a small shift.
In the light from the window her body is flawless like always, her skin and smooth lines along with the curves of her gorgeous breasts and ass look like something out of a Renaissance painting. I’m sitting on the bed and she slowly paces in my direction, almost teasing me by not doing so quicker.
She stands in front of me and once her eyes meet mine, it’s like an electric shock passes between us. “I’m not tired,” she points out before I grab her and throw her down on the bed for a lingering kiss.
Her breasts are perfect curves in my palm, and the only thing between my raging erection and her naked body are two pieces of fabric.
“Me either,” I breathe. “I’ve been dying all day long to be here right now, like this. With you.” She can hopefully see the intensity in my eyes. It is the truth. And now we are going to finally be able to finish what she had started in the restaurant.
A hand reaches out, and she quickly undoes my belt and unbuttons my shirt, and I allow her hands to take care of it. We’ve made love so many times, but this time somehow it feels different.
“Like this?” she asks with a sultry tone as she wraps her hand around the head poking through my boxers and strokes it like she did in the restaurant.
I growl in response, the feeling being too good to speak.
Roxanne then turns over and her perfect ass is right in front of me. Touching it is a craving like I’ve rarely felt. It’s curvy but firm and when she slides her panties down her pussy is slowly revealed with a hint of wetness between her puffy lips. She turns around and the sensuality of the moment takes my breath away.
I lean back and take hold of my underwear, sliding it down. Her eyes are fixed onto my groin and when my throbbing erection is revealed, it is sticking straight up. Whether it is subconscious or not, she bites her lip, and it is sexy as hell.
Without saying a word, she slides forward, and her hands find my shaft, making me gasp with how gentle she is. Squeezing it, she leans forward and moves herself into position to take me into her mouth. My body shivers at the sight of my sexy lover about to suck me.
“Hmmm,” she purrs when she reaches the head of my dick. Kissing lower, her tongue dances across the shaft to my balls and gently sucks on one of them. I feel my cock shudder deep inside as she moves up and then takes me into her mouth. It’s like the most incredible sensation. Warm, loving and still erotic like nothing I’ve ever seen.
“Goddamn...you are so beautiful,” I tell her. There’s a smile as she lets her mouth wrap around me again. Taking a deep breath, I lie back and enjoy her, nervous but eager to feel what she wants to give me.
Much to my chagrin, she slowly slides me out of her throat, the chill air of the room an uncomfortable welcome after the hot, wet heat of her throat. She uses her hands to caress my balls again, holding the weight of them in her palm as her nails tease the extra-sensitive skin.
“Am I going too fast for you?” she asks slyly.
“Not fast enough,” I respond, thrusting against her grip.
She laughs, her voice low and sultry. Roxanne strokes my cock once, the wetness from her mouth easing the way. Precum is blooming on the tip, and she spreads it across the head of my member with her thumb before lowering her mouth and licking it all away.
The noise I make as her tongue touches me again is almost shameful in its helplessness. Only she can make me feel this way–and she’s the only one I’d ever trust to be this vulnerable with.
I’m dying to feel her throat grip my dick again, but now she’s decided to take it slowly, moving her wicked lips and tongue from my balls, to my shaft, and then the head again before starting back at the beginning. It’s torture… delicious torture.
This close, I can smell her arousal and how much sucking my cock is turning her on, and in turn, it makes me even harder, if such a thing could be possible. Her licks and strokes get longer, more thorough, her saliva dripping down my shaft as she sucks me. Teasing turns into something more, and even though it seems like an eternity, Roxanne is finally swallowing me again fully, making ravenous noises as she does so.
Nothing can compare to the silken feeling of her pussy, but this is a close second. I won’t come, not yet, but the temptation to shoot my seed into her pretty throat is almost all-consuming.
Using my hand to squeeze her hip, I pull her close so that I can dip a finger into her wetness, hearing and feeling her moan around me as I touch her. She’s dripping and so ready for me. My other hand finds one of her tits and I tease her rock-hard nipple while she moans around my shaft, making me quake and moan in unison.
Grabbing her hips, I tug her closer and her mouth rolls off my erection. She gives out a light squeal but then spreads her legs,her glistening pussy staring at me. It’s obvious what we both want more than anything, but I want to make it last. Moving down I take my first moaning slide of a tongue through her folds, and she gasps and grabs the back of my head, her hips and scent arching up into my mouth.
