It had gone on for to long. The attraction was consuming them, though they managed to keep a cool demeanor on the outside. From the almost kiss during study break to the sight of her in a bikini in Thailand, it was too much to bear. He had to kiss her, or he would go mad. Everytime he thought of the moments that could have been, he cursed himself a thousand times. The image of her haunted his dreams and kept him up at night, straining for release. If only he ad taken the chance, followed his instincts. What he wouldn't give to press her up against the wall and kiss her till her lips bruised. It didn't matter, it was never going to happen.
"Hey Bem," a voice called. "I'm going to the cafeteria, wanna come?"
He moaned in his head at the sound of the voice that tormented him. He wanted to hear that voice screaming as he pleasured her till she came.
"Uh, Sure" he replied, getting to his feet. As they headed down the hall, he had a hard time concentrating on what they were talking about. He just kept staring at her lips, but he couldn't hear what she was saying. They reached the cafeteria and as she pushed open the doors, she was aware that her hadn't said anything the entire time, he just stared.
"Are you okay?" she asked. "bus if you don't want to eat, we can do something else."
A strangled gasp emitted from his throat as images of what they could do flashed through his mind. His mouth on her breasts, her legs around his waist, or better yet, his face. Just a taste of the sweetness that is Kara Wade and he would be satisfied. He had to do it, now, before he lost the nerve.
Without saying anything, he grabbed her wrist and shoved her against the wall, his mouth descending to hers. He had one hand on her neck and the other clutching her waist as he kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
"Ben," she whispered when they came up for air. "We can't do this. You know that, I kno...uhh!" He cut her off mid-rant by a kiss that left her breathless. Still she shook her head.
"No" she whimpered, as if trying to convince herself. "No" she repeated, this time firmly. Squaring her shoulders, she pushed Ben back and walked out the door.
Ben growled, frustrated.. Instead of sating his desire, a taste had only fueled it. He had a raging hard-on that he knew wasn't going to go away easily. Why did she have to be so damn stubborn.
Kara collapsed on her bed, her hand pressed to her mouth as the memories of what they had just done played an endless loop through her head. She moaned. Why couldn't anything be simple? All she wanted was to get rid of the wetness that had somehow pooled in her panties. Which meant a cold shower or... 'Stop it Kara' she thought to herself. 'You refused him and its not like anyone else is worth it'. A knock sounded on the door. Making her way over to it, she was so lost in thought she didn't realize who was there until his mouth was on hers.
As Ben stood at her door, he was thinking only of ways to make her scream his name, so when the door opened, he was well prepared. His hands went around her waist as he pulled her into a heart-stopping kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth in an erotic dance that made her knees weak. Both their eyes were closed as Kara's arms circled Ben's neck, and Ben's traced a path from her back to the tops of her thighs.
He pulled away, unsure. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.
"Yes" she moaned. "Please."
His mouth crashed on hers as he backed the towards the bed. Ben couldn't really thing as he worked her shirt over her head. He wanted to rip it off, but he didn't want to scare her with how badly he needed to be with her. The softness of her skin was like a song that whispered through his very soul. He didn't know why, but something about her set him on fire.
He popped the catch on her bra and hissed as her large breasts sprang free. Pulling back from her lips, he cupped her right breast in his hand as he savored the feel of her taunt nipple teasing his palm. He blew a cold breath across the tip, watching as it puckered even more. His heart hammering, he squeezed her breast gently before he took the nipple into his mouth to taste it.
Kara arched her back as her stomach fluttered with every lick and Ben's strong tongue against her sensitive flesh. Her thoughts were scattered as she ran her hand over the planes of his back and felt his muscles flex. She leaned her cheek down against the softness of his hair as he played with her. She sank her hands in to the silken strands, letting them wrap around her fingers.
Ben moved away from her only long enough to remove her pants and shoes. All he wanted was to be skin to skin with her. To feel her breath on his naked skin. He wanted to claim her, which was a completely bizarre thought. But he did. He wanted to feel her wrapped around him as he came inside her. Wanted to hear her cried of pleasure in his ear and feel her nails scoring his back.
Without a word he stood up and removed his shirt then asked her to stand up. When she reached for his cock, he shook his head and stepped back.
"This time it's all about your pleasure." He said.
He looked up at the beauty and caressed her ankles and calves, before moving his hands in, between her legs.
The backs of his fingers slid up the insides of her thighs. Kara's feet moved apart, almost as if they had a mind of their own. His hands reached the tops of her legs. As he looked up at her, he slowly moved his hands forward and back. The full length of his index fingers rubbing the soft smooth flesh on both sides of her slit. Her pussy nearly throbbed, wanting his touch.
"Please," she whimpered slightly, without realizing it.
Ben leaned in, his open mouth hovering close to her pussy. Close... so, so close. His warm exhale blowing across her damp lips, stoking her even hotter. And still that rubbing... that slow, gentle rubbing.
Kara moaned her frustration at his sensual teasing. "Oh god, Ben, just do it. Please!"
She caught the prurient glint in his eye as he finally kissed her lips. Her mouth fell widely open and a groan emanated from deep inside her, trailing off into silence. "UHNNNAAAWWWWwwwhhh..." She gasped in a breath, then another groan, "Yessssssssss..."
Kara groped herself, fondling her bare breasts, as Ben passionately kissed her pussy. His arms wrapped around her thighs. One tight little ass-cheek was in each palm's grip. The tip of his tongue danced along her pussy, teasing her inner lips with its occasional touches.
"Oh... ohhhh..." she sighed.
Her breathing became deeper. Soft moans grew in intensity. He continued kissing and teasing his lover's pussy, discerning the subtle reactions that said she was ready for a little
bit more.
