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He walked me through his condo. I loved the high ceilings and open floor plan. Soon we were back in his front room and sitting on his sofa. I curled up under him as we silently watched the city. Everything felt so natural with him. He kissed my temple and stroked my arm with his thumb. ‘I could get used to this,’ I thought to myself.
He picked up one of his many remotes from his coffee table and cut on some soft music. I was pleasantly surprised to hear neo-soul coming through his speakers.
“Now what do you do know about Anthony Hamilton?” I asked
“Good music is universal baby.”
“You have a point.”
He laughed and his hand naturally dropped towards my breast. I leaned my head back against his chest and his thumb casually circled my nipple. I quickly inhaled and my body towards his hand, I wanted more.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” he whispered into my ear, “You’ve had me on edge all night. You make it so hard to be a gentleman.”
“Being a gentleman means, being polite and giving me what I want.” I teased.
“What do you want?”
“You.” I admitted.
“Are you sure?” He gave my nipple a gentle squeeze, causing me to gasp.
“Very.” I quickly turned around and straddled him on the couch. I kissed him the way that I wanted to kiss him all night. I threw caution to the wind and attacked him like I was in heat! It had been so long since I’d had sex. I still wasn’t sure if I’d really ever had good sex. Most of my orgasms came from my Hitachi that was in my drawer.
He didn’t need any more convincing, his armed wrapped around my waist tightly as he ravished my mouth. His tongue intertwined with mine as his hands found my bare flesh. He set every part of my body that he touched on fire. I’d never known passion like that before. I’d heard about it and read about it but it was foreign to me. I was completely in the moment and nothing and no one else mattered. It was the kind of experience that I didn’t think was possible. But there I was, on the couch, with a man that I’d just met, and loving every minute of it.
He grabbed my top and helped lift it over my head. I was a little disappointed that I was wearing one of my boring bras. It’s only redeeming quality was that it was a push up, and it was clean. He didn’t seem to share my disappointment because he buried his face between them, and then unhooked my bra. My breast sprang free, and I have a content sigh.
His mouth captured my nipple and he suckled with a sweet pressure. It felt like his mouth was all over me. My hips rocked against the bulge in his pants causing him to groan in ecstasy. He teased my nipple with his teeth and brought me to the brink of pain before he soothed it again with his wonderful tongue.
I called out to my higher power, it felt blasphemous but the words escaped my lips, anyway. His fingers dug into my back as he went from one breast to the other. I leaned back and rested my hands on his thighs, to give him full access. Feeling his dick twitch against my center was becoming too much. I wanted more of him. I loved what he was doing but I needed more.
I sat up and put an abrupt end to what he was doing.
“Are you okay? Do you want to stop?” He asked breathlessly.
“I don’t want to stop, I want more.”
He laughed, “Impatient?”
“Very.”
“Too bad because there’s something that I want to do to you first.”
His intense look paired with the licking of his lips, let me know exactly what was on his mind. I gave him a wicked grin, because I could only imagine how his mouth would feel down there.
“Stand up, babe.” he said.
We both stood to our feet and completely undressed. I stared at him in amazement. His body was my idea of perfection. He wasn’t extremely muscular but he was toned and beautiful. His abs had light definition and his chest and back were what dreams were made of. Then, he took off his pants and underwear; I stared unabashedly. My eyes sent signals to my pussy because it went into overdrive.
He seemed to be about eight inches and he was the perfect thickness. I wasn’t afraid; I knew that he was going to feel amazing inside of me. There was no part of me that he wouldn’t reach.
“Enjoying the view?”
“Probably too much.” I replied.
“There’s no such thing and I know the feeling. You’re gorgeous.” He grabbed my hand and led me back to the couch. I sat down and he got onto his knees, his hands parted my legs. He placed kisses along my inner thighs and slowly worked his way towards my center. My body was practically vibrating. “Someone is ready.” he teased before he took one long languorous lick at my pleasure center. His tongue went from my lips and to my clit. I practically melted, my breathing was choppy and my pussy was singing.
He licked me like it was his favorite ice cream flavor for an amount of time that I couldn’t grasp. Time ceased to matter; I sank deeper into the couch, my hips moved against his face. He grabbed my thighs and sucked my clit. The sounds of his slurps and his warm mouth mixed with the cool air of the room overloaded my senses.
