Our eyes lock as I run my hands up his smooth dark rippled body. His steady slow rhythm coaxing me into a trance of deep enjoyment. He moves in and out of me in long strokes as I feel his muscled chest with my hands and I'm amazed by his strength and confidence.
He starts to slow his pace a bit and stares deep into my eyes. He lets out a low moaning sigh and slowly leans in for our lips to meet. My arms reach around his back and I pull him into a deep passionate kiss as he continues to gently slide into me.
My legs wrap around him when he slides his arms under me, one near the small of my back, the other grasping the back of my neck. He takes complete control of me and I hear his heavy breathing as he kisses my neck and ear. I'm the one moaning now. I love the way he takes me. He controls me. It's about making him feel amazing. From the moans I can tell I'm pleasing him as much as he's pleasing me.
This is the third time he's taken me this weekend. It's all been such a surprise. A pleasant surprise, but so unexpected from what had promised to be a get away weekend for my wife and I.
I knew she was off enjoying a similar experience with Paul's friend Peter and that knowledge relaxed me further. I'm moaning steadily now as Paul's strong hands hold me tightly... The strong grip on the back of my neck making it clear that while he's a gentle lover, he is clearly the one in control.