His other hand touched me, his hand cupping my breast, his thumb sliding over the fabric hiding my nipple and I couldn’t contain my moan as my body twisted closer to his.
And then he drew his mouth away, and I was in his arms, all of me, being carried as if I weighed nothing at all, and he took me through to his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. He laid me down on the bed, and I stared up at him standing above me, his eyes raking the length of my body, and I let my eyes drift down him too, almost shocked to see the bulge in his pants. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, his hands beginning to unbutton my shirt.
Slowly, so slowly, he stripped me, his hands everywhere, not allowing me to help, sitting beside me as I lay there, his head bent over mine, his lips exploring each part of me as he bared it. His sexy scruff of stubble tantalized my skin and very soon my over sensitized nerve endings had me writhing beneath his hands.
“James!” I heard my pleading, begging gasp and wondered at the new me. I’d never, never felt this way before, and I wondered if I could survive feeling like this for long.
Then his hand smoothed its way down my body, tracing a fiery path along my skin, and his hand slipped between my thighs, slick with my juices. My hips thrust upwards, pushing closer to him and his invading hand, and his smile reached his eyes.
“Are you ready for me, my sweet Antonia?” His finger parted my folds and his thumb found the center of my throbbing need.
As he pinched my clit, I jerked in response “Ah!!” And his hand explored deeper, his finger pushing in, into my waiting core. I couldn’t control my breathing, loud and ragged in my own ears, and my heart raced out of control. “Please, please, James.” I begged. I wanted him, wanted to be fucked, needed release more than anything else.
He shifted around to face my body as, still fully dressed, he continued to explore my secret places. His thumb was still circling and pressing my clit while his fingers were deep inside me, thrusting and rubbing my G-spot. His other hand slipped upwards, circled my nipple, pinched the pebbled erect nub, and I arched my body, throwing my head back at the overload of sensation.
“Come for me, Toni. Let me see you fall apart, come now.” His voice was soft and gentle, though the sense of command was still there, and I was so ready, I felt my thighs clench around his hand, and my pussy began to convulse around his fingers. The embarrassment I felt at losing control in front of him was overruled by my body and as the spasms spread down my limbs I clenched my eyes shut, watching the stars spread behind my clenched lids. His soft laugh was almost drowned out by the roaring tide in my ears as I came, lost control and knew that my life would never be the same.
James’ hands smoothed over my tender, swollen flesh as I came back to Earth. “There, Toni. You’re beautiful when you come.” His hands stroked, pleasured, explored me, and my sensitive skin was teased into beginning to become aroused all over again.
Then he was standing above me, and he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His lean, toned shoulders and abs made my insides twist again. God! His body was as hot as his face, and I watched as he unbuckled his belt, my breathing beginning to accelerate again.
Then he was naked, my eyes drawn to his erection, huge and ready to invade my body. I felt my lips become dry, and I licked them nervously, and he lay beside me.
“Don’t be nervous, Toni. You’re beautiful and desirable, and I’m going to take you now.” His lips pressed to mine and his hands began exploring my breasts, his nails tracing a path over my nipples. I felt his hardness pressing against my hip, and jerked uncomfortably. Then he moved his head, took my nipple in his mouth and his tongue began to tease me, making my whole body tense again.
Cautiously, I began to touch his body, and ran my hand down his side, towards his ass, but he lifted his head and shook it at me.
“No, don’t touch me today. Today is for you to experience.”
I snatched my hands back as if burned. I watched him reach over to the nightstand and pull a foil packet from the drawer. He rolled onto his back and sheathed himself, before rising over me in the dusk.
“Toni.” His voice sounded husky. “Let me show you how beautiful you are.” He settled between my legs, supporting his weight on his forearms, his mouth nuzzling little kisses along the line of my jaw to my throat.
I gasped, and I felt the firm head of his cock pressing against my folds. I couldn’t help myself, my hands opened against his body, his toned muscles rock hard beneath my palms.
“Hands above your head,” James growled, and an instant later his weight on my body increased, and his hand grasped my wrists, restraining me.