"You'll like it in bed, too, I'm pretty sure!" I said in more normal tones rich with innuendo.
She smiled and her eyes opened wide when I squeezed her ass more firmly. Instead of answering right away, she tilted her head up and kissed me back, her tongue immediately searching for mine. The leg that was draped across me became more purposeful as well, and I felt her thigh flex under my arm as she slid it upward to rub across my groin. I groaned at the contact with my cock and kissed her with renewed intensity.
"I think maybe the bed is a good idea after all..." she said agreeably when we broke our kiss.
She rolled over on top of me and laid herself on my chest briefly, pecking my lips, nose, and cheeks as she did. Her smooth mound lay smack on top of my hardening cock and I could feel her nipples grazing once again through my chest hair. I sighed happily and grabbed a double handful of her delightful little ass, kneading more urgently as my arousal grew.
"Will you grab the clothes?" she asked. "I don't want my mam to find a mess in the morning!"
"Of course," I told her with a kiss. Why tell her about her mom's visit?
Britt stood up with one agile motion, dragging the blanket along with her cape-fashion. Less gracefully, I rolled to my hands and knees and gathered jeans and socks, shirts and bra in a tight bundle. Then I stood and pretended I didn't know the way.
"Lead me to bed, woman! I'm not finished with you yet."
Britt raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Promises, promises"
Quickly, however, she led me through to the kitchen. On her way past the fridge, she stopped and pulled a bottle of water from the see-through section of the door. Then her slim, graceful feet continued down the hallway past the front door, past what looked like a library, and into a spacious bedroom. There was a small lamp burning still that cast enough light to navigate. I dropped the clothes bundle on a convenient chair while Britt disappeared into the bathroom. Fortunately, she had left the bottle of water and I took several greedy gulps before she reappeared. The fleece blanket was gone, but she walked out with innocent poise and came to stand in front of me. I stood there clutching the water bottle, thoroughly entranced by her slender body.
"Will you share?" she asked politely.
"Of course," I replied, coming to my senses. "It's yours, but I couldn't resist a couple of sips!"
"This is a good night for not resisting temptation, I think!" she said merrily before taking several small sips of the icy cold water. She capped the bottle, set it aside, and turned back to me.
"Those were my thoughts exactly!" I assured her, moving forward to take her in my arms once more. "I hate resisting temptation!"
In the dim light, her slender frame was lithe and lovely as it came against me. Her thigh slipped between mine and her breasts bumped my ribcage as she wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder. My hands roamed her back and shoulders and hers did the same, both of us savoring the full-body contact. After a few moments, though, she shifted a bit. My arms went to her shoulders and she leaned into me, her tongue flicking out to wet my nipples. Then she used her teeth to tease me more, nipping each one gently in turn, alternating with a quick suck to ease the sting. I kissed the top of her head and let her explore my body.
The backs of her fingers traced the long muscles of my back. At the bottom, she turned her palms in again and grasped each buttock firmly, feeling her way around and down to my thighs. All this attention was getting to me, and my cock leaked precum as it stood trapped between us, rubbing against the toned muscles of her belly. She knew the effect she was having, and she writhed minutely against my body, adding to my pleasure. When my cock throbbed, she laughed and looked up at me triumphantly. I bowed my head to kiss her smiling lips.
Ever so slowly, Britt lowered herself in front of me, kissing my chest again and holding my waist for leverage until she was far enough down to kiss my abs. Then her hands shifted lower, grasping the backs of my thighs. With a long, wet stroke, Britt licked from the very base of my cock all along the underside until her tongue flicked the sensitive notch just below the crown. This brought another throb and a fresh wave of precum glistened at the tip. Britt's hair brushed against me as she nodded forward, trapping the head of my cock in her soft, warm mouth. Sucking softly, she prodded my slit with her tongue and coaxed out every drop she could gather. Then she lowered herself once more and adjusted her angle. With one effortless glide, she took my cock all the way to the back of her throat and held it there. More than half my length was enveloped by the heat and suction she created and I felt her tongue snaking along the underside.
I could have stood there all night, but her mother's words still lingered in my head and besides, I did honestly want to return some of the pleasure she was giving me.
"Britt..." I interrupted, "let's move to the bed!"
She released my cock with a pop, looked up at me with a smile, and replied, "Good idea!"
Being a gentleman, I took her hands and helped her up. She used mine to guide me in a tight circle and when my legs bumped the bed, she urged me back further. I sat on the comforter and then scooted back to lie across the middle of the bed. Britt followed me on, crawling up beside me before pivoting around to reach my cock again. Her hands wrapped around the base, but before she could lean down and take me back into her mouth, I tugged on her nearest leg. She looked quickly back at my grinning face and got the idea. With a dextrous shift, she straddled my body and lowered her head to my cock. Just as her lips closed over the head, my tongue found its way into her pussy and traveled deep inside, laving her inner walls. She groaned (which felt great to me!) and spread her legs wider, making it easier for me to reach her pussy.
Quickly we settled into a satisfying rhythm. Britt kept a tight grip on my cock and set up a steady up-and-down motion. I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks, craning my neck to lick every inch from her firm, smooth mound to the tangy cleft of her buttocks. Although her ministrations felt great, I was in no danger of orgasm, so I took my time with her, exploring her intimate places and seeing what made her respond. Obviously, when my tongue ran around her clit, she jerked in response. Tonguing her deeply caused the same response. When I circled her tight little anus with my tongue-tip, however, she arched her back ecstatically to help me stay in that spot. Again, I smiled to myself and filed that away for future reference.
I was lost in my exploration, and it took me a minute to notice that Britt had stopped sucking and was stroking my cock with just one hand. I paused, and despite the odd angles involved, our eyes met. She had a question on her face.
"What's up?" I asked with a smile.
"I want..." she began hesitantly, "I want to get under the covers. Unless you want to keep going?" she concluded interrogatively.
"Under the covers sounds good!" I assured her. She reached up and tugged the coverlet down, then scooted herself up toward the pillows. I followed suit more slowly, and she flipped the covers down so I could align myself properly in the bed. Then she crawled around to lie beside me and tugged the covers back into place over us, our heads sharing a pillow.
"Is this OK?" she asked somewhat shyly, draping her leg over mine.
"Britt, anything you want is OK with me," I told her gently. Not sure what was on her mind, I kissed her softly and stroked her arm.
