You feel my presence pressing beside you in the bed. My hand was caressing the increasing wetness between your thighs in a tender determined manner. It had been so long since we last met and you feel the pleasure that until I spoke those words you had forgotten to breathe. You did so now. A sharp ragged breath that pushed out as your back arched and my finger slides into your wetness; deep inside the part that throbbed and ached the most to be filled.
You slide your body down into the touch, lovely legs curling instinctively, fingers twisting in the fitted sheet on the edge of the bed. You are nervous as usual, afraid to give in too much to my sensation but wanting to finally lose control. Control saved emotions. The Vodka was taking its effect.
"Look at me. I want to watch our eyes." Soft kisses follow my words. My lips were soft and warm against your face. I kiss your jaw, your cheek, then claimed your mouth for an intense moment, deeply smooching your lips and tongue.
I pull away, raising myself up on my elbow and wait for your sensual eyes to open for me. I love the emotions rolling over your face. I love knowing I am the reason for those emotions. My thumb pressed into your folds against your little clit and your perfect round mouth makes a perfect little "ah" as those eyes flew open to lock onto my own.
I get lost in your openness. There is a passion there in you that longs to be free. I can see it and I know that you have held it inside you for a long time.
It would take tenderness to make you give in, and trust to make you bold. I want you to be bold, Strong and secure to know that your passionate nature could be free with me, even more then before.
Your breathing becomes ragged and louder as my fingers continue their movements. Your wetness slid down my fingers making passage easier. Thoughts of tasting you filled my mind, but I would miss looking into those eyes. The windows to the soul are the focus for me tonight.
You watch my face. I smile as your body responded more to my touch. Touch something real; you thought to yourself, your hand holding into the sheet. Your other hand found my face and pulled it down to your lips to kiss again.
I feel the change in you. Your tongue sliding out to flick at my lips then sliding in deeper to my mouth. You taste better then vodka we had during dinner and something unique of your own that I can't name.
Kisses became more demanding, and my hand pulled away to support my weight as I moved to press myself between your thighs. You welcomed my weight. You feel so good to be pressed down into the bed by my solid body. Your hands came shyly up to my upper arms and run over the muscles there. Now it is your turn to smile. With my head buried into the hollow of your neck you allowed yourself access to my cock and shake it lightly with your hands.
I align one elbow and let my hand cover one of your large breasts. The nipples harden between the splay of my fingers and I squeeze harder into the flesh.
You arch under me; you could feel my hardness pressed against your thigh. Hot, throbbing, and jerking between our bodies. You wanted nothing more than to have me inside.
I felt the same so I leaned up to kneel between your legs, grabbed your hips and press myself deep inside.
The feel was tight for a moment for my thick cock and it had been a long time. When my length filled you completely your senses took over.
I pull your hips tight to myself, looped one of your legs over my arm and began thrusting hard deep. Each stroke brought forth intense sensations that you do not want to end. Each time I thrust you grip me inside you.
Now my breath becomes ragged. I watch your face, the little "ah's" are becoming more intense and matching my strokes. Little moans come soon making me move faster. There was intensity in the moment that I wanted to preserve but the sensation was too strong to allow me to slow down.
When you moved with me, I could feel the friction of our bodies against your folds heightening the sensation. You cried out and moved as hard against me as you could.
I was surprised at this shift in you. It makes me want to dominate the moment. "That's it baby," I growl as I pin your hands above your head and begin to pump in faster.
Your legs wrap around my thighs. You love the feeling of being held, of losing control. It makes it easier for to enjoy the moment when you feel that I am again becoming rude.
Lips touched, teeth grazed skin, release is close for you. You were having a sensation that was close for your climax. You moan into my shoulder not sure what to do to achieve the release which you need so much. Your body was coming close to one single intense moment where you just need one last push.
The moment comes when I slide a hand down to press against your clit as I continue to fuck you hard. My fingers slide against your throbbing clit, and you shudder hard before crying out with all of your might. Your body tightens around me as my fingers move faster.
I watch your face explode to life and feel your release as I continue to move inside of you. The intensity of your orgasm is maddening. I couldn't get enough of you. My hand slid free of your mound and press my fingers wet from your pussy against your lips. You take my two fingers into your mouth, sucking your own juices free of them in rhythm with the strokes of my cock. You encourage my own release and my cock swells to my final moment before I cum to my own moment with lots of hot sperms inside of you.
Falling beside you, I cradle your face and watch the emotions roll by as you came down from your moment. The release and the passion change you. Your eyes are bright, more alert; there is sense of satisfaction on your face.
