You rested on top of me as our breathing returned to its normal rate; your warm breath on my neck and your half hard member still lodged inside me was keeping my own cock painfully erect as it lay between our heated bodies. I wanted to give you plenty of time to recover, and make certain that you wanted ...wanted
this
. Wanted what I was presuming,
hoping
would come next. It was so hard to exhibit any patience. I'd been so long dreaming of this day, and now that we were in the midst of it all, I wanted to do everything all at once, it seemed! My hips moved under you, causing my cock to press against your abs more intently. As I moved I felt your softening cock begin to slip out of me. I cried out, protesting the inevitable.
Your mouth was open against my neck again and as your tongue flickered against me; my flesh seemed to beg you for more. My hips rose as you began sucking my neck in earnest, biting not quite lightly and pulling my skin into your wetness. A groan escaped my open mouth, and I attempted to make you fully aware of how badly I wanted to switch places with you now.
"Rick", I groaned, my voice raspy and low, "I want you so...fucking bad. I am so hard for you baby, as if you didn't know. Did you want to smoke another one, or maybe have another drink? Forgive me for trying to move so fast, but I'm overcome now, with you right here. With my cock so close to your sweet ass, that sweet ass that you saved for me. Oh, I wanna feel it
so
bad now..."
Being controlled by my desires, I realized when I heard myself speak that I wasn't sounding very eloquent. But I just couldn't use my distracted brain to come up with enough pretty words that expressed my feelings very well. I pulled gently at you, and you heard my silent message of '
move over here
'. Now next to me, I leaned on an elbow and faced you, reaching out and stroking your cheek.