lines on his forehead, and almost regretted carrying out my plan. But I had flown all the way to California to see him, and see him I would.
As quietly as I could manage, I stripped my clothes then crouched over him. I lifted the corner of the sheet and carefully peeled it away from his body, thrilled down to my panties when I saw that he was completely naked underneath. I paused for a moment to stare at his body, from his expansive chest to his six pack , to the V indent at his hips, and finally to his muscular thighs. And smack dab in the center of all of that ripped landscape was his impressive penis, already hard, laying on his stomach.
I crawled on the bed, heady with anticipation, and touched my tongue to the soft skin at the base of his erection, running it slowly upwards until I reached the head.
He moaned but remained asleep.
I repeated the movement, this time going even slower, licking more of him as I moved up. His hand moved to my head, tangling his fingers in my hair as he continued to groan. My lips covered the head of his penis then I slowly sucked him in inch by inch, my tongue swirling circles around his shaft. His hips began to roll, pumping into my mouth gently as his breathing quickened.
Then he was pulling me upwards, my naked body sliding along his as he kissed me. “Elsie,” he whispered against my mouth, his hands running down my neck, over my shoulders. “I’ve missed you so much.” He palmed my butt and gripped it tight as he positioned himself at my entrance, but instead of sliding in, he paused.
“What is it?” I asked.
He fixed his sleepy eyes on me and flashed a cocky smile. “I want you to beg me.”
Even in his half-conscious state, Henry was a bossy guy. I could feel his tip and ached to feel him inside me. Hell, I could beg for one night. “Please, Henry.”
“Please what?” he asked, fisting my hair.
I looked him in the eye and said, “Please fuck me. Now.”
His teeth flashed in the darkness. He plunged into me to the hilt, pausing for a heartbeat with his eyes closed while I squeezed him.
“ Fuuuck ,” he sighed, his palms caressing my sides. “You feel so good.” He craned up and kissed my neck, rasping his teeth against my jaw then gently biting at my earlobes.
I sat up and ground my hips into him, throwing my head back so that the ends of my hair were brushing his thighs. He held my hips and guided me, his big hands urging me to go faster, harder, but I held steady, focused on moving at my own pace. I’d waited ten days to do this; it was going to last more than five minutes for crying out loud.
I grabbed his wrist and guided his hand down to my freshly waxed crotch. His eyes widened when his fingers found my bare skin. “Holy shit,” he said and sat up, kissing me with wild abandon.
A second later, he flipped me over so that I was lying on the bed and he was in the dominant position. I groaned when he pulled out, but his mouth was on me a second later, his tongue swirling around my depilated folds with feverish speed. He slipped two fingers inside me as his tongue flicked at my clit and I raced towards the orgasm that I’d been trying to put off.
“Stop,” I breathed, pushing his head away. He looked confused, so I quickly added, “I want to come around you.”
He didn’t need me to ask him twice. He crawled over me, grabbed the sides of my head and kissed me breathless before pushing back into me in one clean stroke. He picked up speed, our skin slapping against each other as he pounded into me with fervor.
I came shuddering around him, his mouth covering mine to keep me from crying out. A few strokes later, he was grunting in my ear, continuing to stroke me until he had completely finished.
He didn’t pull out when he fell onto his side, merely gathered me in his arms and twisted me around to face him. I wrapped my leg around his thigh as he brushed the hair off my face and kissed me tenderly.
He sighed in contentment. “Best dream
As quietly as I could manage, I stripped my clothes then crouched over him. I lifted the corner of the sheet and carefully peeled it away from his body, thrilled down to my panties when I saw that he was completely naked underneath. I paused for a moment to stare at his body, from his expansive chest to his six pack , to the V indent at his hips, and finally to his muscular thighs. And smack dab in the center of all of that ripped landscape was his impressive penis, already hard, laying on his stomach.
I crawled on the bed, heady with anticipation, and touched my tongue to the soft skin at the base of his erection, running it slowly upwards until I reached the head.
He moaned but remained asleep.
I repeated the movement, this time going even slower, licking more of him as I moved up. His hand moved to my head, tangling his fingers in my hair as he continued to groan. My lips covered the head of his penis then I slowly sucked him in inch by inch, my tongue swirling circles around his shaft. His hips began to roll, pumping into my mouth gently as his breathing quickened.
Then he was pulling me upwards, my naked body sliding along his as he kissed me. “Elsie,” he whispered against my mouth, his hands running down my neck, over my shoulders. “I’ve missed you so much.” He palmed my butt and gripped it tight as he positioned himself at my entrance, but instead of sliding in, he paused.
“What is it?” I asked.
He fixed his sleepy eyes on me and flashed a cocky smile. “I want you to beg me.”
Even in his half-conscious state, Henry was a bossy guy. I could feel his tip and ached to feel him inside me. Hell, I could beg for one night. “Please, Henry.”
“Please what?” he asked, fisting my hair.
I looked him in the eye and said, “Please fuck me. Now.”
His teeth flashed in the darkness. He plunged into me to the hilt, pausing for a heartbeat with his eyes closed while I squeezed him.
“ Fuuuck ,” he sighed, his palms caressing my sides. “You feel so good.” He craned up and kissed my neck, rasping his teeth against my jaw then gently biting at my earlobes.
I sat up and ground my hips into him, throwing my head back so that the ends of my hair were brushing his thighs. He held my hips and guided me, his big hands urging me to go faster, harder, but I held steady, focused on moving at my own pace. I’d waited ten days to do this; it was going to last more than five minutes for crying out loud.
I grabbed his wrist and guided his hand down to my freshly waxed crotch. His eyes widened when his fingers found my bare skin. “Holy shit,” he said and sat up, kissing me with wild abandon.
A second later, he flipped me over so that I was lying on the bed and he was in the dominant position. I groaned when he pulled out, but his mouth was on me a second later, his tongue swirling around my depilated folds with feverish speed. He slipped two fingers inside me as his tongue flicked at my clit and I raced towards the orgasm that I’d been trying to put off.
“Stop,” I breathed, pushing his head away. He looked confused, so I quickly added, “I want to come around you.”
He didn’t need me to ask him twice. He crawled over me, grabbed the sides of my head and kissed me breathless before pushing back into me in one clean stroke. He picked up speed, our skin slapping against each other as he pounded into me with fervor.
I came shuddering around him, his mouth covering mine to keep me from crying out. A few strokes later, he was grunting in my ear, continuing to stroke me until he had completely finished.
He didn’t pull out when he fell onto his side, merely gathered me in his arms and twisted me around to face him. I wrapped my leg around his thigh as he brushed the hair off my face and kissed me tenderly.
He sighed in contentment. “Best dream
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