Breathless she whispered, "Miss me?"
The times they had spent together had been so wonderful. She seemed to know about him in ways that no one else had ever known. And then they argued. He was committed to another and would not leave, she was hurt and said she never wanted to see him again. But then her letter came. She would be in the city again, alone, would he be there? Why did she come back to him? Why did she forgive? What did she really want from him? Sometimes he thought he knew, but then... Who ever really knows what a woman wants or is thinking?
He couldn't get enough of her. God, the feel of her, the smell, the taste. It seemed as if he were touching her everywhere at once. She felt on fire. The ache in her groin was consuming. Her panties were wet with her desire. When he slid his hand inside her panties and touched her, her knees almost buckled. His mouth was on hers, his tongue in an intimate dance with hers, his fingers touching, rubbing. Her breath caught in her throat and her fingers went to the buttons on his shirt, quickly undoing them.
He smiled against her mouth as he whispered, "Miss me?"
He lowered her to the bed and she watched as he took off his shirt, then his pants. Her eyes were glued to the bulge in his underwear. She smiled and licked her lips in anticipation, remembering the feel of him from before. He was huge with desire and the need to fill her. As he stood before her, she reached out and slowly and provocatively slipped her fingers into his underwear and slid them down past his hips. His hands reached out and gently caressed her hair, as her tongue flicked out and teased him. He couldn't wait to feel her mouth on him so he twined his fingers into her hair and gently puller her toward him. He gasped as her mouth closed around his hard cock. Her hands reached around and grasped his butt, pulling him even closer. His knees locked and he arched his back as he strained toward her warm, welcoming mouth. She sucked him as he had not been sucked in a long time. He filled her mouth with his hard cock as she gently squeezed his balls and sucked him deeper into her mouth. The taste of his cock in her mouth was pure heaven. She remembered him being big, but god, he was huge in her mouth. He tasted so good. Then with out warning he pulled away. She looked up at him and he pushed her onto her back. Her smile knowing, she spread her legs for him as he crawled between them. Her arms went around him as he entered her. He filled her completely. Immediately she felt the beginnings of an orgasm. His thrusts were strong, his breath against her neck quickening. She tightened her legs around him and small sounds began to escape her mouth. His mouth sought hers and his tongue thrust into her mouth and began to probe with the same rhythm as his cock in her velvet tightness. It was so erotic, the feel of his tongue in her mouth and his cock pounding into her. It felt like her orgasm was beginning in the soles of her feet. The feel of his body on hers, his cock sliding in and out, his tongue doing the same in her mouth. She moaned and arched her back as pleasure exploded in all of her. The muscles of her pussy tightening around him even more.
He pushed deep within her. The feeling was incredible. With her legs wrapped around him and the muscles of her pussy tightening around his swollen cock he felt ready to explode. When he felt her arch toward him and moan deep in her throat he knew her moment was arriving. He buried his face in her sweet smelling neck and plunged his hard, throbbing cock into her with a steady rhythm. He felt himself swell even more and knew his time had arrived too. As she was gasping with the pleasure of her orgasm his cock swelled even more and he released his hot cum into her with hard thrust after thrust.
He collapsed on top of her and she gladly took his weight. The feel of him on her was wonderful. Their hearts were hammering against each other's chests. They looked into each others eyes and smiled. Almost as one they said, "of course I missed you."
With a slight laugh he rolled off of her and she rolled onto her side facing him. He gently drew circles with his fingertip around one of her nipples. Her skin was sensitive and she shivered with pleasure at the feel of his finger on her. She stroked his face and it was like a lifetime melted away in that moment of intimacy. They murmured of little things, talking as lovers do. He cupped her face with his hand and kissed her deeply. It was incredible, but he was beginning to grow again. He was amazed at his reaction to her. The first time had been so quick and hard. He would make this time soft and slow, a real dance of love.
