Joanna could not remember exactly how she had come to be pinned on the floor looking into the eyes of Matthew...
She remembered teasing him about his choice in women, or something like that, while they watched TV side by side on his black leather couch. Unexpectedly, he playfully tackled her and they went rolling onto the floor, laughing as each struggled to come out the victor...
Matthew had clearly won. His thick arms and strong hands pushed Joanna's long, delicate hands into the carpet. She knew she had no chance of winning in the first place and enjoyed knowing she'd have no choice but to give in to his strength. She enjoyed the smile on his face as he breathed heavily. She enjoyed his probing fingers tickling her until she screamed with excitement. With her scream, Matthew seemed to snap out of his playful mood and now wore a face of intensity while looking down into Joanna's eyes.
"What?" Joanna asked with a smile.
"Oh, nothing...it's just...there's something about me being on top of you and making you scream..." he grudgingly admitted.
Joanna's face flushed and her body grew degrees warmer in seconds. How did she get to this point when she promised herself she'd behave while they were alone? She feared not being able to control herself. Even touching him was more than she could handle. There was some kind of fire between herself and Matthew she couldn't control...didn't want to control anymore.
She looked up at his furrowed expression, then down to his mouth and thought about his tongue ring. She had thought about it many times. Her partner didn't have piercings and for some reason, the idea of smooth metal on soft, wet skin had always appealed to her. Her body grew noticeably warmer again and she turned away slightly to hide her flush. Still holding her hands into the ground, Matthew leaned down and kissed Joanna's neck. The kiss multiplied slowly and drifted up toward her jaw. Joanna's breathing rapidly increased as Matthew allowed the full weight of his body to press her. Her arms were released as he went down to his elbows and the kisses lain upon her neck transformed into small bites. His bites were gentle, and yet firm. Enough to cause Joanna to whimper in exquisite pleasure and pain.
Joanna's mind raced. Her mind told her to say no, get up, and leave...perhaps never come back just to be safe. Yet, the kisses from Matthew's wanting lips and the bites from his greedy teeth were enough to have Joanna reeling into desire. She did want him. She wanted so badly to lose herself to him and give him complete control. Matthew's lips wandered over Joanna's neck and jaw and stopped before her mouth. A moment of hesitation passed as they looked into each other's eyes. Matthew's eyes begged to go on and Joanna could stand it no longer. Her arm reached up and pulled his face into hers, feeling his lips for the first time. She moaned gently.
It was all over now...her resistance, her control...she surrendered to her urgent instincts and enjoyed his hands rushing over her clothed stomach and breasts. His lips opened, parting her own and his warm tongue found hers. Joanna couldn't seem to catch her breath or control the fire being ignited between her legs. His tongue sought out all the crevices and alleys of her mouth and she dug her nails into the back of Matthew's neck lightly. Her tongue found the smooth metal ball it had been waiting for.
Matthew pulled out for a moment and whispered, "Play with it...use your tongue."
Joanna couldn't bear to have his mouth away from hers and pulled him back to her. Her tongue's tip danced around the warm metal as their bodies writhed against each other. Joanna's sense of urgency was heightened by Matthew's own as she felt his hard cock growing between them. A surge began when Matthew grew so hot he removed his shirt and came back down upon Joanna. She knew how long he had waited to get her alone all to himself. She knew he wanted her for a long time.
Joanna's arms reached around Matthews back and explored the supple muscles along his flanks as he began planting kisses further and further down her chest while teasing her mouth with his fingers. Matthew stood up, helped Joanna up, and led her quickly to the leather couch, where he removed her shirt as quickly and gently as he could in his animalistic haste. He moved in close, breathing heavily as he gazed over her luminous, large breasts encased in a black lace bra. The bra was quickly removed and within seconds, they were at each other again. Joanna's long legs drifted apart as she reclined and Matthew laid himself heavily between them, kissing her lips and then moving down to her exposed breasts. The intensity of Matthew's tongue ring against her nipples was enough to make Joanna's hips buck and her back arch. Matthew pinched, then squeezed her taut nipples and licked them with ardent fervour.
Joanna's moans were growing louder and she couldn't help dragging her sharp nails up Matthew's long back with each rush of ecstasy. His face twisted in slight pain, causing him to pinch and bite her nipples a bit harder as she scratched. She writhed under his touch and bucked her hips against his pressing groin. Matthew began rubbing her breast with the palm of his hand and came back up to kiss her again, driving his tongue into her mouth. His cock grew harder as Joanna rubbed her body against his hips.
Matthew could take no more teasing and began slipping off the tiny skirt Joanna had been wearing. Her black, lacy underwear went with it and as her body lay there exposed and inviting, Matthew had to hold himself back from taking her there and now. He knew she had longed for his tongue with the teasing metal ball and his thick, long fingers to stretch her.
