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now," he says. "I want you to look at me as I make you come."
My eyes flutter open, and he pursues his exploration. My breath catches when he finds an especially sensitive spot, and there's a ferocious smile on his face when he notices my reaction. His caress centers on the reactive patch of flesh, and it doesn't take long before I'm panting. There's this incredible ball of heat growing inside of me. I fight to keep my eyes open, until I'm overtaken by this sunburst inside. I throw my head back and lean into Brian for support.
He catches me and lays me down on the bed.
"That's one," he says as he lies down beside me on the bed, looking quite pleased with himself.
I nod and try to catch my breath. I put one hand flat on his chest and feel his heart beating as fast as mine. I raise my hand to his neck and pull his lips to mine. I want another mind-blowing kiss, and I get it. He's on top of me. I spread my legs and tilt my hips, but he ignores my invitation. He abandons my mouth to nibble on one breast and then the other. I want more than his sweet teasing, so I press my hand down on his head and his bite strengthens. My entire body jerks and I gasp. He goes for the other breast, and the ball of heat starts growing again.
I reach out for his waist and try to pull him to me, but he resists.
"Shush, Lisa," he whispers. "Relax and enjoy the ride."
"Kiss me again," I say.
"I will," he says, but instead of coming up to my face, he goes for lower lips, and I shudder in anticipation. I'm finally going to experience what I've heard about so many times.
Oh my God, words don't do justice to the sensations. I understand why, since I don't have the words for them either. My entire universe is centered on Brian's tongue. I discover a new language that I would love to study for hours. I dig my fingers in his hair just before I reach heaven.
"That's two," I hear him say before lips and fingers join, and I realize that I was not yet totally undone. I come ablaze again, and every time I think I've reached a peak, he brings me higher. I'm breathing so hard I think my heart is about to explode, but it's not my heart; it's my entire body that shatters as I scream his name.
My voice is hoarse and my breath short when I steal his line from him and say, "That's three."
He laughs and scoots up the bed until his face is next to mine, and his lips burn my neck.
"Now that I've paid my debt, with interest…" he says while retrieving a condom from the nightstand's drawer.
"… it’s your turn again?" I ask.
"No. This time, it's our turn."
My heart melts when I see the look on his face. In the gaze of the grown man, I find the young boy I adored, and the tenderness he shows as he lowers himself into me brings tears to my eyes. I hide my face in his neck and blink to chase those stupid tears away. I need to protect my heart. This is just one time, one night with a half stranger, one shot of physical bliss with Ice, a stone cold member of the Iron Tornadoes.
I stop thinking and just feel.
He's slow and gentle, which is good, because I don't remember him being so big. I relax as my body adapts to let him in and his strokes become more powerful. I thought I was sated, but yet I react to his touch. There's a blaze inside of me, and just as I'm about to fly again, he freezes and asks bluntly, "How many since me, Lisa?"
I turn my head to the side and say, "Less than you've had since me, that's for sure."
"Answer me," he growls.
I shake my head, and for an instant it looks as if he thinks I'm refusing to tell him, but then he understands that I mean none. I'm not sure he believes me, because he mutters to himself, "All those years and no one."
He watches me nod, and the expression on his face is indecipherable. Still, he must be happy with the answer since he starts moving again. He's more forceful now, and I savor each stroke as I lose myself a little more. Time stops, and the clock starts slowly ticking again after we're both spent
My eyes flutter open, and he pursues his exploration. My breath catches when he finds an especially sensitive spot, and there's a ferocious smile on his face when he notices my reaction. His caress centers on the reactive patch of flesh, and it doesn't take long before I'm panting. There's this incredible ball of heat growing inside of me. I fight to keep my eyes open, until I'm overtaken by this sunburst inside. I throw my head back and lean into Brian for support.
He catches me and lays me down on the bed.
"That's one," he says as he lies down beside me on the bed, looking quite pleased with himself.
I nod and try to catch my breath. I put one hand flat on his chest and feel his heart beating as fast as mine. I raise my hand to his neck and pull his lips to mine. I want another mind-blowing kiss, and I get it. He's on top of me. I spread my legs and tilt my hips, but he ignores my invitation. He abandons my mouth to nibble on one breast and then the other. I want more than his sweet teasing, so I press my hand down on his head and his bite strengthens. My entire body jerks and I gasp. He goes for the other breast, and the ball of heat starts growing again.
I reach out for his waist and try to pull him to me, but he resists.
"Shush, Lisa," he whispers. "Relax and enjoy the ride."
"Kiss me again," I say.
"I will," he says, but instead of coming up to my face, he goes for lower lips, and I shudder in anticipation. I'm finally going to experience what I've heard about so many times.
Oh my God, words don't do justice to the sensations. I understand why, since I don't have the words for them either. My entire universe is centered on Brian's tongue. I discover a new language that I would love to study for hours. I dig my fingers in his hair just before I reach heaven.
"That's two," I hear him say before lips and fingers join, and I realize that I was not yet totally undone. I come ablaze again, and every time I think I've reached a peak, he brings me higher. I'm breathing so hard I think my heart is about to explode, but it's not my heart; it's my entire body that shatters as I scream his name.
My voice is hoarse and my breath short when I steal his line from him and say, "That's three."
He laughs and scoots up the bed until his face is next to mine, and his lips burn my neck.
"Now that I've paid my debt, with interest…" he says while retrieving a condom from the nightstand's drawer.
"… it’s your turn again?" I ask.
"No. This time, it's our turn."
My heart melts when I see the look on his face. In the gaze of the grown man, I find the young boy I adored, and the tenderness he shows as he lowers himself into me brings tears to my eyes. I hide my face in his neck and blink to chase those stupid tears away. I need to protect my heart. This is just one time, one night with a half stranger, one shot of physical bliss with Ice, a stone cold member of the Iron Tornadoes.
I stop thinking and just feel.
He's slow and gentle, which is good, because I don't remember him being so big. I relax as my body adapts to let him in and his strokes become more powerful. I thought I was sated, but yet I react to his touch. There's a blaze inside of me, and just as I'm about to fly again, he freezes and asks bluntly, "How many since me, Lisa?"
I turn my head to the side and say, "Less than you've had since me, that's for sure."
"Answer me," he growls.
I shake my head, and for an instant it looks as if he thinks I'm refusing to tell him, but then he understands that I mean none. I'm not sure he believes me, because he mutters to himself, "All those years and no one."
He watches me nod, and the expression on his face is indecipherable. Still, he must be happy with the answer since he starts moving again. He's more forceful now, and I savor each stroke as I lose myself a little more. Time stops, and the clock starts slowly ticking again after we're both spent
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