My entire body tenses as I wait for his mouth to make contact. I let out a shaky laugh as he presses a kiss against my thigh. My chuckle is short-lived as he lowers his head back down and runs his tongue up the length of me, stopping at my clit. Flicking his tongue at it softly, he repeats running his tongue up and down my slit, always returning to the small nub - either tapping or sucking on it gently.
I'm trying to hold my body still as my hands continue to hold onto the headboard. My breath is rasping out of my chest as the orgasm starts building back up to a slow burn. I had given up the fight of keeping my eyes open to watch him.
All of a sudden, Paul's hands push under my thighs to grasp my hips and pull me down hard onto his waiting mouth. I barely have time to gasp as he plunges his tongue deep into my core. I reach down and thread my fingers through his hair, my body writhing on the bed as I strain to pull him closer. All the while, he never speeds up the tempo, even with my pleas- keeping the pace steady as his tongue continues to fuck me deeply and occasionally bumping my clit.
"Please, Paul... please, let me come," I whisper to him.
I can feel the burn in my thighs as I tense up again, my body preparing for the orgasm that is so close.
"Look at me, Nicole. Open your eyes."
I blink my eyes open, lifting my head to look at him. He smirks that same small smile of his at me and says, "I just wanted to make sure you were still with me."
I throw him a glare and a small smile in return. How could he be joking at a time like this?!
Next thing I know, I'm seeing stars as he takes my clit gently between his teeth and nips at it. The little surge of pleasure/pain sends me over the edge. My head drops back on the bed as I tighten my fingers around his head. I can feel the sweat break out over my skin as moisture surges down my thighs.
I started chuckling when he lifted his head and discretely wiped his mouth. He had wanted me to cum all over his face, looks like he had succeeded in his fantasy.
While grinning at me, he starts climbing up the bed to grab the hem of my shirt. I sit up to help him to pull it over my head. After laying back down, I can feel the breeze from the fan whispering over my skin. I raise my eyes to find Paul staring at me. His eyes are roving over my face checking for discomfort or the okay to continue.
I smile and stretch my arms back above my head, offering up my body to him. His eyes slide down my form causing goosebumps to appear again. He stretches out his body to lay on mine, my hips cushioning his hardness as he sinks into me. I love feeling his weight laying on top of me.
He braces up on one elbow as he runs his other hand over the soft skin of my stomach. He glides his hand over my ribs causing me to bite down on my lip hard. Feeling his rough hands on my sensitive skin - it feels amazing. He lightly strokes the area before moving his hand up to cup my breast with a small squeeze. My flesh overflows his hand as he plays with the weight of my chest.
He lowers his head to take a small bite of my skin while fanning his thumb over my nipple. It tightens up even more from the direct contact. He continues to gently run his fingers over my skin, causing my heart rate to speed up once again. Finally, he drops his head to take the beaded flesh into his mouth, worrying it a bit with his tongue. Never releasing his hold, he shifts his weight so that his hand is free to grasp my other breast. He alternates sucking and rubbing his mouth over my skin while his hand traces a path from my chest to my side and back again.
