Connor’s arms were wrapped around my body. I slowly broke our kiss bringing my hands down to meet with the hemline of his t-shirt. I pulled upwards, revealing his impeccably toned abdomen. I continued until I had his shirt wholly in my possession. Tossing it to the floor. My eyes abused the body that I had placed in front of me. I took my time to trail my fingers over every ridge, every muscle. Cautiously making sure that I had covered all of his body with my touch.
“You’re so beautiful,” he groaned as I gently took the lobe of his ear between my teeth. I ebbed kisses across his neck and back to his flushed full lips. The taste of him was mouth watering. I could not have enough.
His large palm cupped my cheek, I felt as if my skin were ready to melt under the warmth of his encompassing hand. He pulled it slowly down until just the tips of his fingers were touching my skin. His fingers trailed over my collar bone until they met with the first button of my blouse. One by one he parted each one until the full glory of my black lace bra was in view of his gaze. His eyes were the pathway to his soul. In that moment everything between us was honest, raw, divine.
He tenderly slipped the strap down over my shoulder, placing a gentle kiss on my pale bare skin. The soft cares of his finger slipping between the flesh of my breast and the lace of my bra made me quiver with anticipation. My breast released, Connor quickly taking my soft pink nipple into his wet hot mouth. Sucking and licking. Swirling and pulling. My body had surcome to his possession. The feeling was sensational. I couldn’t suppress the shiver that pulsed through my body. Connor slowly edged me back. His fingers unbuttoned my jeans sliding them down to reveal my lace panties. He continued his kisses. Being sure to cover every inch of my body with sensual determination. Making me feel wanted and beautiful. His kiss edged down my stomach, lower, pausing momentarily at the edge of the thin lace. He pulled them off exposing my body completely. I was lying vulnerable under his gaze. All of my naked form under his scrutinous view.
“I have dreamed about this moment since we first met.”
His hands clamped firmly against my thighs, tilting my pelvis towards the soft sensation of his lips.
“Oh Connor” I sighed.
His tongue licking slowly, cautiously around my vulva. Rhythmic licks increasing in intensity until my body was writhed with desire for him.
“You’re so wet sweetheart, so wet for me,”
His fingers swept back and forth against my swollen slit. Tenderly prising my lips open to allow his tongue to lick deeper into the most intimate part of my being.
A groan caught in the back of his throat.
I was whimpering against the flicks of his tongue. My pelvis naturally tilting to move in rhythm with his mouth. Back and forth, harder and harder. Until the volcanic brew of intense pleasure boiled to no return. My body erupted under his touch. An earth shattering orgasm consumed me. My heart beating, my body panting.
I was at his mercy.
Connor’s mouth engulfed mine, the sweet taste of me was apparent on his lips. Our kisses were full of lust. Passion.
I pulled back, inhibitions lost to the passion we shared. I was in overload by the image of him before me. My fingers gripped the buckle of his belt, pulling to release the tension of it. I pulled at them making my intentions clear. He stood tall, as I knelt in front of him. Removing the jeans along with his black boxer shorts, his huge hard cock was released.
My hand wrapped around the width of him, firm. I wet my lips with my tongue ready to take all of him into the wet warmth of my mouth.
“No sweetheart, I need to be inside of you.”
He handed me a silver foil packet, i tore it apart in my teeth. Rolling the smooth silky latex from his tip to the sheath. He knelt back down so we were facing each other, our eyes intently gazing.
“You are so beautiful,” his hand stroking my face.
Our lips met and his arm wrapped around my waist. Swiftly spinning me until I was straddling him. Our eyes still locked.
I lowered myself onto the tip of his cock, slowly, inch by inch taking him further inside of me. Allowing my body to stretch and conform to his shape. The immense full pleasurable feeling was sensational. Being connected to him in such an intimate way. Enjoyable way.
I lifted my body up to the tip of his penis before sliding back down, grinding my hips. Panting.
He took my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
“Ah fuck, oh Connor I… I can’t. Oh God” I was stuttering. Pleasure was devouring my body.
He flipped me so my back was against the fur of the rug.
“It’s okay sweetheart, I’m gonna make love to you until you come for me.”
His body thrusted into mine, his hard cock pounding into my wet slit. Every inch of me was quivering. His rhythm and intensity increased. Pressure was threatening to overflow. I couldn’t contain it any longer.
“Don’t stop.” I panted hard.
With one final thrust my body surrendered. Orgasm shuddering through every inch of my body.
Connor grunted and released into me. Allowing his body to relax into mine. Our damp hot chests pressed together. Legs entwined. Bodies panting.
We laid there in blissful silence for what seemed like an eternity. My eyes grew heavy. The night air cast a chill over my naked body. The feeling of warm comforting cotton encasing my skin was all I remember as I slipped into a deep sleep for the night.
“Morning Sweetheart,” I awoke to the alluring scent of Connor’s skin. Still pressed tenderly against mine. His head dipped encasing my mouth by his.
“Morning yourself,” I smiled, “I could get used to waking up like this.”
“Well, we can do this every morning if you like.” His head nuzzled into my neck.
“Connor…” I paused.
“Don’t, don’t do it Evie.”
“Connor, I do, I want to be with you. I just, I need time. Things are awkward with Henry. I can’t just leave him. I need to talk to him, just a little time.”
“Okay sweetheart.” Glancing down at his watch “Ah, I have to run”, He paused “shit.”
He grabbed his clothes and rushed to get into them. The eagerness to bolt was not even slightly disguised. He was running. Fine.
He bent down kissing me briefly on my lips “Bye.”
And then he left.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
Chapter 14
I stood feeling the wicked sensation of sickness. Forcing my body into involuntary gagging that was causing my stomach to writhe. Bloody alcohol. I ran down from my studio to the bathroom and allowed the contents of last night’s alcoholic consumption spill into the basin.