clit. Heat races through my blood and to every nerve. I don't
think I've ever had a man make me feel this way, but this feels like so much
more. I think it's too soon for me to climax, but he's very good with his
fingers. Still, it's building, and building fast. I start to move against his
touch.
He dips two fingers
inside me and that is my undoing. Warmth spreads from my core to the tips of my
toes while my muscles grip his fingers. “Oh, Drew,” I say barely loud enough
for him to hear. “I'm sorry,” I breathe. “It's been far too long and that
was....”
He pulls his hand out
of my pants and sucks his fingers clean, which shuts me right up. “Mmm.
Delicious. I can't wait to taste you without my pesky fingers in the way.”
He grins and tucks a
loose tendril of hair behind my ear. “I'm not done with you yet,” he whispers.
I feel his hot breath against my skin and desire shoots straight to my core.
This excites me even more. I pull him to my lips again and I can taste myself
on him.
“I want you inside me.”
Our kiss deepens, he lowers himself onto me and I feel his weight. It's a wonderful
feeling.
“Oh, I will be.”
After a few moments of
kissing, he slowly separates himself from me, and then stands. He holds out his
hands for me to take and pulls me to my feet and into his arms. “I've been
waiting forever for you and I would wait forevermore.” My heart melts a little
more at his words.
“It truly feels like we
are meant to be,” I say.
I step back a little
and look into his eyes. Never breaking eye contact, I slide my pants down and
step out of them. I begin to take my shirt off, but he stops me. “Don't I get to unwrap my gift?” he asks and my cheeks redden.
“Of course, but make it
snappy. I want you...now!”
“I might just have to
take my time now, Ms. Impatient.” I groan in frustration and he smiles.
“Well, I'm going to
tear through the wrapping on mine.” With a wink and a smile, I grab his shirt
and yank it off of him. I move on to take his shorts off and notice he's still
wearing his socks and shoes. Ewww. That image, in my head, is not
attractive.
“Hey! Take those off.
There is no sex to be had with socks or shoes on!” I yell, smiling.
He laughs and says, “I
know, but I was attacked and wasn't thinking about those at the time.” Oops,
my bad. Without bending over, he kicks of his shoes and uses his toes to
pull off his socks. He’s got nice feet. Not gangly like most men's feet are. Thank
goodness .
I decide to show him a
little talent of my own. I grab the waistband of his shorts, making sure they
don't get caught on his erection. Pulling them down to the middle of his thigh,
I hike up my right leg and hook his shorts with my big toe, pulling them down
the rest of the way. He grins and steps out of them, leaving him in nothing but
his Armani boxer briefs. The head of his penis is now slightly poking out of
the top of his underwear. I'm sure with a little more excitement it will graze
his belly button.
Suddenly, I'm a little
worried if I can take all of him into me. Drew senses my concern and gently
places his hand on my cheek. “Don't worry, baby. I'll take it easy.” He leans
down to kiss me tenderly on the lips. Warmth runs through my veins. He steps
closer and runs his hands down my back, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and
pulling it over my head. He tosses it on the couch, all the while looking right
into my eyes and shaking me down to my soul. We are standing there, so close,
in just our undergarments. His eyes slowly drift down and rest on my breasts.
They are aching for him to touch them. One hand raises to my cheek and he
plants a kiss on my lips. His hand slides down to my neck and he places another
kiss on my lips. Sliding further down, his hand rests over my heart. Another
kiss on the lips. My sex is quickly becoming flooded.
Drew's hand slides just
a little further down over one of my breasts and pulls my bra down so that my
breast is exposed.
think I've ever had a man make me feel this way, but this feels like so much
more. I think it's too soon for me to climax, but he's very good with his
fingers. Still, it's building, and building fast. I start to move against his
touch.
He dips two fingers
inside me and that is my undoing. Warmth spreads from my core to the tips of my
toes while my muscles grip his fingers. “Oh, Drew,” I say barely loud enough
for him to hear. “I'm sorry,” I breathe. “It's been far too long and that
was....”
He pulls his hand out
of my pants and sucks his fingers clean, which shuts me right up. “Mmm.
Delicious. I can't wait to taste you without my pesky fingers in the way.”
He grins and tucks a
loose tendril of hair behind my ear. “I'm not done with you yet,” he whispers.
I feel his hot breath against my skin and desire shoots straight to my core.
This excites me even more. I pull him to my lips again and I can taste myself
on him.
“I want you inside me.”
Our kiss deepens, he lowers himself onto me and I feel his weight. It's a wonderful
feeling.
“Oh, I will be.”
After a few moments of
kissing, he slowly separates himself from me, and then stands. He holds out his
hands for me to take and pulls me to my feet and into his arms. “I've been
waiting forever for you and I would wait forevermore.” My heart melts a little
more at his words.
“It truly feels like we
are meant to be,” I say.
I step back a little
and look into his eyes. Never breaking eye contact, I slide my pants down and
step out of them. I begin to take my shirt off, but he stops me. “Don't I get to unwrap my gift?” he asks and my cheeks redden.
“Of course, but make it
snappy. I want you...now!”
“I might just have to
take my time now, Ms. Impatient.” I groan in frustration and he smiles.
“Well, I'm going to
tear through the wrapping on mine.” With a wink and a smile, I grab his shirt
and yank it off of him. I move on to take his shorts off and notice he's still
wearing his socks and shoes. Ewww. That image, in my head, is not
attractive.
“Hey! Take those off.
There is no sex to be had with socks or shoes on!” I yell, smiling.
He laughs and says, “I
know, but I was attacked and wasn't thinking about those at the time.” Oops,
my bad. Without bending over, he kicks of his shoes and uses his toes to
pull off his socks. He’s got nice feet. Not gangly like most men's feet are. Thank
goodness .
I decide to show him a
little talent of my own. I grab the waistband of his shorts, making sure they
don't get caught on his erection. Pulling them down to the middle of his thigh,
I hike up my right leg and hook his shorts with my big toe, pulling them down
the rest of the way. He grins and steps out of them, leaving him in nothing but
his Armani boxer briefs. The head of his penis is now slightly poking out of
the top of his underwear. I'm sure with a little more excitement it will graze
his belly button.
Suddenly, I'm a little
worried if I can take all of him into me. Drew senses my concern and gently
places his hand on my cheek. “Don't worry, baby. I'll take it easy.” He leans
down to kiss me tenderly on the lips. Warmth runs through my veins. He steps
closer and runs his hands down my back, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and
pulling it over my head. He tosses it on the couch, all the while looking right
into my eyes and shaking me down to my soul. We are standing there, so close,
in just our undergarments. His eyes slowly drift down and rest on my breasts.
They are aching for him to touch them. One hand raises to my cheek and he
plants a kiss on my lips. His hand slides down to my neck and he places another
kiss on my lips. Sliding further down, his hand rests over my heart. Another
kiss on the lips. My sex is quickly becoming flooded.
Drew's hand slides just
a little further down over one of my breasts and pulls my bra down so that my
breast is exposed.
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