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“Like a massage.” She makes dazzling eye contact with me as I crash my lips onto hers. Her beautiful lips part to give full license to my tongue and I enter her mouth to take full advantage of her sweet, hot mouth. My tongue lashes against the roof of her mouth, I lock my tongue in a slippery embrace with her tongue, rubbing against it tightly, rolling around it. She arches back and digs her nails into my back. I can feel her nails through my t-shirt. But she wants to feel my skin. She yanks the t-shirt, and I break the kiss to allow the t-shirt to slide over my neck. Her hands fall instinctively on my chest. I love the feel of her palm resting on me, feeling the fast drumming of my heartbeat.
I feel her hand slide up and down my back, inviting me to a zone of pleasure. I roll on the mat and now she is the one on top of me. Her dress is sexily yanked up to her thighs so she can straggle me. I can feel the mushrooms from the mat dig into my back with her pushing into me.
“Mr. Knight, how does the mat feel to your body?”
“This product is very comfortable,” I say. “Do you smell the roses Miss Banner and the tea leaves?”
Our movements have released the fragrance from the infused cork material in the mat. A smooth gentle fragrance fills the surrounding air.
“I want this mat.” She says, rubbing her hands on my chest again.
“Just the mat Miss Banner?”
She responds by sliding the arch of her foot up my leg, rubbing it sensuously. She grabs my hair and pulls my face into her to receive it with her closed mouth. The pout of her lips grazes the contours of my face. She breathes softly, her scent mixes with the soothing fragrance of the mat. I let her lips feel my face, and the desire to give her pleasure has become its own force.
She almost whimpers when I lick her inviting cleavage, making it into a glistening runway to land my small kisses, while my hands are beneath her blouse, my fingers find her taut hard nipples. I pinch her nipples with my fingers, and she gives me the beautiful gift of a soft moan, a sound meant only for the two of us, wrapped in a privacy never shared by anyone else.
We are on our own planet now. I have heard scientists say that Hydrogen and Oxygen are volatile elements that are highly combustible. But combine Hydrogen with Oxygen and they form water, the basis of all existence. She is the oxygen I had been searching for. She wakes me up, I come to life, everything with her just flows like water.
“Ethan.” She bucks as my lower teeth nudge her nipple pushing them to the wet warmth of my upper lip. I run circles around the pink taut bud, and then stiffen my tongue to lift her whole breast with my tongue. Her small specks of perspiration, mixed with her natural womanly scents drive heat into body. Today, our last night in Lisbon, I want to satisfy my thirst for her. My tongue will take her prisoner.
“I want to taste you tonight, Brooke. “
Her breath is shallow and her voice quivers with excitement. “What are you planning?”
“You are going to be a prisoner of this mat until I am done with you. My tongue is going to feast from your thighs and the mat will push you towards me. I want to lick you, till I have every drop of you. Do you understand me, Brooke?”
Her large eyes fill with anticipation, adding to the growing heat in my body. What this woman can do to me with one look is incredible.
I slide my mouth away from her breasts and back onto her blouse, rubbing my face against her fabric in a rasping sound. I take large bites; my teeth achingly catch her flesh along with her clothing. She rewards me with a gasp, and I push her against the mat. Her body heat is releasing the fragrant molecules of roses and leaves from the mat.
I kiss her on the stomach through her blouse and find her navel with my tongue. The fabric is not thick enough to keep the wet heat of my tongue from reaching her skin. She is gasping at my repeated bites and licks and using her hands to pull my head into her. My chin collides with the top of her skirt, and I grab the skirt with my teeth, pulling her upwards with it. She lurches upwards, her beautiful ass is lifted from the mat, and I quickly fill the space with my hand. As I let go of her skirt, she lands on my hand. She knows what I want and unbuttons her skirt. I pull it down to her ankles and then completely off her.
There is a gorgeous beauty below me. Her white silk panties shining under the spotlight, her naked thighs slightly apart, her knees coming up like two glorious, rounded towers that announce the entrance to heaven, and those long legs making their shapely journey to her lovely ankles and delicate small feet. And by Zeus, those red painted toenails drive me crazy.
“You should not have painted your toenails red.” I growl.
“Why?” Her question is genuine.
“They drive me wild. Wilder than usual.” I kiss her just above her panties, and she gasps with pleasure. I get on my knees and move backwards so that her beautiful thighs are directly below my chin. The warm light from the lamp above is now directly above us and makes her silk panties shine gloriously.
“Brooke, we are under the light. You will guide me to the places where you touch yourself when you think of me. I want to see it. I want to kiss it. I want to lick it.”
She shakes her head in response and in her nervousness, bites her pinky finger looking at me. It is the sexiest sight to see her thin finger pressed against her lower lip, her teeth scratching the nail.
Ethan you are one lucky bastard. Give her the pleasure that she deserves.
I grab the sides of her panties and pull them off her. I lower my hands into the lovely space between her thighs and slowly push them wider apart. Her glorious pink pussy is under direct light of the lamp. She tries to shift her position, feeling too exposed but I don’t allow it.
“Don’t hide your beauty from me Brooke. I want to see the part of you that longed for me. I want to see those parts that get wet.”
She stops moving, leaving me to feast on her beauty.
With her thighs spread wide, I bend my head to kiss her on her warm center.
“You are so sexy Brooke.” I breathe heavier, meaning every word I say. I slide my hand over her pussy, rubbing the skin against the palms of my hands. The light from the lamp makes her wetness glisten like pearls.
I place a finger near her slit and rub circles around it.
