New Leaves, No Strings
to draw my mouth closer to his as our kissing became harder and
faster, his fingers tangled in my hair while the other reached around to caress
the small of my back making my skin sizzle. Christ he could kiss. I was feeling
things I’d never felt before from a kiss. He was going to devour me and I him.
I reached around and grabbed his bottom with both hands and pulled him even
closer to me, our hip bones came together, leaving no space between them.
    I moved one hand onto his chest, he
was so solid, firm and muscular under his shirt, his scent was more intense and
alluring than anything I’d ever smelled before. Our kissing was increasing in
ferocity. I’d never experienced anything like it. It was as if it was our first
and last ever kiss and we both knew we had to make it count, but I already knew
there was no way I was wanted this to be a one off. He was too good at this to
just have a one night stand with him. His hand slid up my back and deftly undid
the bottom tie of my top allowing him to work his hand around to the front to firmly
cup my breast. This time I groaned, whilst I’d let my boyfriend’s grope my
breasts, I’d never really experienced any pleasurable sensation from it.
    ‘You did as I asked, no bra. Do you
have any idea what you are doing to me?’ he gasped as he pulled the material
away from it, exposing me. ‘Your breasts are more perfect in the flesh than I
ever imagined.’
    ‘You’ve imagined my breasts?’ I
gasped trying to catch my breath.
    ‘And more Mia. I’ve made myself
come so many times lately just thinking about you. I’ve imagined you lying
naked and desperate for me and that was even before you sent the bath picture.
The thought of your full lips around my cock sucking me, or me burying myself
into you wet cunt tips me over the edge every time.’ He groaned and plunged his
tongue back into my mouth and kissed me furiously while his hand squeezed and
caressed my breast.
    Unlike the other times I’d been
touched, this time I felt everything. His hands were like silk, gliding around
my skin and then his fingers were circling and pulling at my nipple. Combined
with his tongue thrusting in and out of my mouth and his pelvis and solid
erection grinding against me, I ignited. I felt my legs tremble, I didn’t think
it possible for me to get any wetter, but I did. It was my first orgasm with a guy
and he’d only kissed me and played with my nipple. I felt some tears roll down
my cheek as I slumped, with only Gabe and the wall to stop me from falling. I’d
never felt such a release. He pulled back his head, tilting it to study my face,
still squeezing my breast in his hand.
    ‘Wow, did you just come?’
    ‘Yes,’ I whispered breathlessly.
    ‘God I love that you’re so
receptive to touch.’ His eyes had darkened. I thought I’d seen lust in them
before, but not like this.
    He bent his head down until his
lips encircled my nipple, sucking it, with the occasional nip that sent
shockwaves through my core making me cry out and clutch his head to me. He suddenly
straightened up, his pelvis never losing contact with mine and removed his hand
from my hair placing it on my shoulder and I wondered how I must look to him.
Flushed and dishevelled with my lips parted, panting with my breast exposed. He
drew his hand down my neck and shoulder blade and round my waist, over my hip.
I knew where he was going and I couldn’t have wanted it more. He slid his
fingers between my hip bone and skirt and found the top of my pants running one
finger back and forth between them and my lower belly.
    ‘ Please,’ I groaned.
    ‘Do you want me?’ he whispered as
he nibbled my neck.
    ‘ Yes … o god yes.’ Who
wouldn’t want him? Heat was coursing through my groin as he slid his fingers
down inside my pants and my breathing quickened, I was so excited.
    ‘So soft and smooth,’ he murmured. I
took it that he was pleased with my wax and smiled to myself. He slid down
further and gasped. ‘Jesus

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