I can’t wait any longer and I make the first move. Be bold Lu. I take a few small steps towards him and his arms encircle me, the sensation of skin against skin makes me groan aloud and I lift my lips to his. The pearl necklace is cool and smooth as it rests between us, his hands grip my jaw, imprisoning me, swooping in to capture my lips. He is both demanding and gentle and I adore both sides to him, this controlling, frustratingly gorgeous man who I spend every waking minute longing for. I am addicted to his smell, his touch his kiss. His voice.
“You’ve no idea how much I’ve wanted to have you to myself all night long.”
“Oh believe me I have, but enlighten me…”
His lips kiss my cheekbones, his thumb tracing a swirl of patterns across my neck and onto my collarbone, where he strokes rhythmically. “I look at you Lu and in that one glimpse, I’m hard.” His finger continues in a tantalising trail downwards to my breast and I push it out, desperate for the peaks to receive some attention. Ahh, yes, that’s it! His hand closes around my breast, capturing a section of the pearl rope in his fingers - the combination of his palm and the pearls kneading me, makes me breathless. “I see these and I want to slip my cock between them and pump until I come all over them… and give you a manmade one of these.” He tugs on the pearl necklace and I hear my sharp intake of breath. How did he manage to make dirty sound so right?
Jesus!
I feel myself growing wetter by the second at his words, the pleasure balls are heavy and my pussy aches to have him reach inside and remove them and replace them with his cock. I arch my back as he shapes both my assets, kneading them, before dipping his head on a groan to take one nipple between his teeth. Yesss! My knees buckle and his arm steadies me at my waist.
Moving us backwards, I’m encouraged to lie down, on the rug before the fire, the glow from the flames flickering over our skin, the heat warming us from the slight chill. My body adjusts the balls inside me as they move deeper, tilted into my channel and I gasp. I reach for him, and he is on me, his strong body, on top of me, every hair tickling my erogenous zones, every muscle supporting his weight over my form. His eyes, now black with the reflection of amber flames from the fireplace, lock onto mine, as he takes both wrists and anchors them above my head, holding them with one hand and scattering my hair around me with the other. “You’ve no idea, how stunning you are - like this, laid bare for me - you’re… all… mine!”
His lips brush against my cheek, hot from the fire, before kissing me deeply, and I squirm, desperate to clasp his searching tip, to wriggle to fit his erection which rubs deliciously against my mound. I want him inside me so badly. I widen my hips to accommodate him, spreading myself and feel him rotate teasingly against my clit. “Not yet, beautiful. I going to make you see stars with my tongue before my cock takes you over the edge.”
I stretch in pleasure at his words and his lips find my nipple, swirling his tongue around it, before sucking, hard until I can feel my cervix ache with the early stages of impending orgasm. He then switches it up and possesses my other breast, nibbling it and tugging gently with his straight, white teeth, whilst watching me for my reaction. God, I’m so turned on I think I could come from oral stimulation to my boobs alone.
“Not yet, baby - hold off - I want to taste you.”
He releases my hands and I stretch my arms out immediately to admit blood flow back into them, but I admit I miss the loss of dominance; miss his grip. He doesn’t allow me time to dwell, stroking a flat palm down my stomach, which quivers automatically at his touch. Then I nearly hit the roof, when the tip of his tongue scorches my bikini line, licking a path delicately and directly before he moves to cover my clit with his lips. And I see stars! I come hard with that one powerful suckle, as he slips one, then two fingers inside me and I buck under the force of my climax.
My mounting fever has nothing to do with the roaring embers to my right and everything to do with my cool, sexy Silver man and his magic touch and I push myself to meet his demands. “That’s it, baby, take everything I have to give.”
Spent, I focus my eyes, the scales of lust filtering away from my eyes in a warm cloud of fuzziness but its never enough and I’m aware that my gorgeous man has been a complete gentleman in putting my needs first but now I want to pleasure him. Now, I want to feel him explode inside me.
I feel myself being slowly lifted to a sitting position, and a whimper leaves my throat. The sight of him naked before me is my undoing, as the fire casts shadows across his skin and muscles, and I openly enjoy him. Our eyes lock; a slight smile on his lips as my eyes drop to his thick engorged cock already covered in protection and I gasp, caught out, and they ping back to his in shock. I’m hit with a look of pure hunger in his eyes, his straining erection, between us - so virile, so unashamed of his sexuality and so ready to fuck.