His fingers teased my hard nipples. Moaning with wanton desire, I closed my eyes and leaned back into him. He turned me around and caressed my neck with both hands, giving me a long soft kiss.
Zack lifted me onto the worktop and kissed my breasts tenderly. His scorching tongue slid over my skin as he sucked hard on my nipple. He drew my breast greedily into his mouth. It felt amazing as I moaned with my eyes closed. I wrapped my hands in his messed up after sex hair and I messed it up even more. I opened my eyes.
I had never seen a more gorgeous sight in my entire life.
He lifted me gently off and then spun me around lowering me into the bath. His eyes drank me in as he licked his lips. I looked at his tongue, longingly remembering what he was just doing with it.
I didn’t know why but I didn’t feel embarrassed around him and he certainly didn’t act like he was embarrassed.
We seemed to be very comfortable around each other.
Of course I had fallen in love with him.
What was not to love?
He wouldn’t feel the same way. How could a man like him want a relationship with me? I hoped he wanted me again. I couldn’t bear it if he didn’t.
I gently lowered myself into the enormous free standing bath and sank into the welcome bubbles.
“Apparently that bubble bath is good for your lady bits, healing or something. I’m going to nip down and get some more Prosecco. I will be back in a minute, beautiful.”
He shrugged into a black bathrobe with his initials on the pocket.
I closed my eyes and I really couldn’t believe what had just happened. It had inevitability about it and I hoped that Zack was as happy about it as I was.
My cheeks felt flushed and my body seemed to glow in the aftermath of our wonderful lovemaking. I caught my reflection in a large mirror. My lips were full and swollen from his kisses and my eyes look dazed.
I looked like I had had the fuck of my life!
He returned a few minutes later with a chilled bottle, two glasses and an ice bucket.
My eyes sprung open. Nope, I wasn’t dreaming. It was real alright. Oh yes! I was so relaxed, lounging in his beautiful bath.
“Are you tired? Do you mind if I join you?” he asked cheekily as he stripped off again hanging up his robe.
I took in the sight of his amazing body. My eyes ran over every inch of it as I noticed the start of another impressive erection. I flushed with want as I tried unsuccessfully to pull my gaze away from him, nervously biting my lower lip.
“No, I was just checking if I was dreaming or not. I can’t believe that we have just made love. I fantasised about it many, many times for the last four and a half years!”
He lowered himself into the bath. I watched his powerful abdomen flex. Zack smiled and handed me a glass. I stared at him like none of this was real. He looked at me and grinned saucily.
“I would love to hear about your fantasies, Miss Black. Are they really filthy?” he smiled as his eyes sparkled in the soft light.
“When they involve you, they are! The reality was way better though! Do you always go on so long, Mr Cole?” I asked him, arching an eyebrow.
His face flushed red as he threw his head back and roared with laughter.
“Yes, mostly!”
“Mr Cole. How very impressive! You are quite the lover!”
“Thank you. You were so amazing, baby. Just like I knew you would be.”
He grinned at me, kissing me softly. We chinked our glasses together.
“Cheers!”
We quickly knocked back the Prosecco, polishing off the bottle in no time.
“Can I wash your hair, Zack? I love your gorgeous hair.”
“That sounds hot!”
He turned around and passed me some expensive shampoo. Zack dipped his hair back into the bath and I start to lather up his head. I massaged his head gently and I started to become more and more turned on. He leaned into my breasts, rubbing against them, moaning softly as I continued washing his hair.
“That’s nice Jennifer, but you are making me horny again just by washing my hair!” he laughed as he lay back between my legs.
I ran my greedy fingers through his lovely hair again.
“Come here, beautiful,” he said, turning around looking at me.
His hair was swept back off his stunning face and I stared at it taking in every inch of his perfection, etching it into my brain to enjoy later at my leisure. I had never seen eyes the shade of his. They were so absolutely stunning. I could get lost in them. Clambering over, I kissed him on his gorgeous lips.
His tongue slid into my mouth as it twisted with mine. He put his hands around my head then he pulled me up gently by my shoulders. His tongue started to thrust deeply into my mouth.
Large warm hands touched my breasts gently as my tight nipples grew erect. He cupped them and rolled the nipples between his thumb and forefinger. A dull throb ached between my legs. I reached down and grasped him tightly, moving my hand up and down. He was rock hard.