by Leigh Louden
I stood, invading her space. She didn't move; she was rooted to the spot. I pressed against her and crushed my lips to hers before she had the chance to make me stop.
My tongue darted along the line of her lips, begging them to part, needing her to accept what I was giving her. I tried not to think too much about what I really wanted to give her, but standing in front of her in just my boxers, I think it was pretty obvious what I wanted to give to her and the effect she was having on me.
Ally moaned against my mouth and her hands ran over my back. Her hands felt so good against my skin, and my prick bobbed against her stomach. I couldn't think of anything or anyone I had ever wanted more. It was all about her.
God, this isn't enough. I needed her to know just how much she meant to me and I couldn't tell her yet; the words just didn't want to come, so I did the only thing I could do. I showed her.
My hands slid down her body to her ass, and I grabbed her, pulling her hard against me. She grabbed at my back and her tongue duelled with mine. I kissed her so hard that it made me dizzy. She was so tight against me it felt like we were about to become one, two halves of the same whole, and God help me, but my heart fluttered at the thought.
Breathlessly, our lips parted, our foreheads still touching. "That's not telling me I'm being silly," she murmured against my lips.
"Why the fuck would I tell you that?" I asked. I scooped her up in my arms, turned, and set her down gently on the bed. "I think this is the best idea you've had since I've met you." I stalked up her body, coming to rest naturally between her thighs and claiming her mouth again with mine.
Our kiss was hard, hot, and filled with all the tension that had been building between us for weeks. Ally hooked her leg over mine and her hips moved against mine. Her body begged me for more. I knew she was seeking the relief I needed to bring her.
I allowed my mouth to roam from hers. I traced the outline of her jaw in tiny kisses, nibbling when I got to the tender skin at the join between her shoulder and neck. Her hands found their way back onto the skin on my back, and the harder I sucked on her shoulder, the more her nails grazed at my flesh. A moan rumbled through her body, and one of her hands pulled on my hair.
"You okay?" I asked when she tugged on my locks for a second time.
She sighed and licked her lips as she looked up at me. "I'm getting there," she breathed in reply while she flexed her hips against me again, trying to tempt me into more.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I scolded with a smirk. "I'm taking my time with you, Allycat. I won't be rushed."
She groaned and rolled her eyes at my comment.
I dipped my head to her breast and nuzzled against it through her t-shirt. She'd arrived at my room in her PJs and I was very glad to find nothing underneath. My mouth covered her already pert nipple and I sucked on it, nibbling it through its cotton covering. Ally's hands twisted into my hair again. I slid my hand under the material and cupped her ample tit in my hand as I continued to tease her with my hot breath and teeth.
I felt like a teenage boy playing with his first set of breasts. She had the most amazing rack I'd ever seen. I couldn't vocalise what it specifically was that made me so fond of them, but they were just perfection, and now I was getting up close and personal with them, it only served to set in concrete my belief.
I moved my hand from her breast just long enough to uncover it, pulling her t-shirt up to her neck. "Fuck, these look better than I ever imagined," I murmured in awe, and greedily sucked her tit into my mouth. Ally moaned loudly at the contact. I moved my weight over her in such a way where I could get both hands on her tits without totally crushing her. God, I could have died right then, and gone a very happy, yet unsatisfied man.
I teased and tempted her with my mouth and hands. I knew she was close, and I knew I could probably get her there with enough action on her breasts, but I didn't want her to come like that just yet. So, instead, I kept her closer and closer to that edge.
I returned my mouth to hers and drank her in hungrily, my hand still rubbing over her skin over her t-shirt. I couldn't take it any longer though, I needed more. I slid my hand down over her stomach to her waistband, wriggled my fingers beneath it, and caressed a trail down between her legs.
Fucking hell, this man was a tease, and he bloody well knew it. But it felt so damn good to finally be giving in to my feelings for him. Every inch of my skin was heated. His touch and his mouth were turning me on and making me crave more.
When his hand slipped beneath my pyjama bottoms, I gasped. My pussy clenched, and a gush of wetness spread between my legs in anticipation of his touch there.
The man was pure sex, just as I fantasised he would be. He smelled incredible, and he knew exactly what to do to drive a woman crazy. His skin felt so good under my fingers, and the way he turned me on with his hands and mouth was just breath-taking.
I moaned against his mouth when his finger finally slid between my slick pussy lips. His mouth left mine. "Jesus. You're so wet, Allycat," he commented, his mouth back on mine a second after, and his fingers sweeping over my clit in teasing, soft strokes.
Oh, fuck. This man is going to make me come.
I let the intensity of the lust I was feeling wash over me. He moved his hand and two of his long fingers slid deep into my sex in one effort.
It was too much. My eyes rolled back in my head in pleasure, and my mouth opened in an excited sigh. "Oh, fuck, Vinny!" I breathed. He took that as his invitation to do just what I was hoping he would. His mouth latched onto my exposed nipple, and he curled his fingers deep inside me. I tangled my hand in his hair and held him against my breast as his fingers thrust in and out of me, and he kept pausing to tease my G-spot and inch me ever closer to an earth-shattering crescendo.
I felt it building within me. That fluttering low in my stomach, that tingling straight through my clit. "Oh, God, Vinny. I'm going to come."
He nipped my breast a little harder, and his fingers curled again against that soft spot deep in me. I closed my eyes and arched my back, the waves of my orgasm hitting me like a tsunami.
As my eyes came back into focus, I was delighted with the sight of Vinny licking his fingers of my juices.
"Fuck, you taste so good." He grinned at me.
I just smiled at him. It had been a very long time, if ever, that I had had such a reaction with a man. But it wasn't enough; not yet. I stared at his lips as they glistened because of his fingers, because of me. I wanted to taste myself on them. I wanted to feel them on me where his fingers had been.
Emboldened, I told him exactly what I thought he should be doing. "You should taste more of me. I need your mouth on my pussy."
"You're exactly right," Vinny replied. He dipped his head to kiss me, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue and then he disappeared, blazing a trail of sweet kisses down my body. He pulled on my pyjama bottoms and encouraged me to shimmy out of them, leaving me exposed to him.
One touch of his hand against my inner knee was sufficient enough to encourage me to spread my legs for him, letting him feast on the full view of what lay between my thighs.
"Jesus, Allison. You are glorious," he told me, shifting his weight to settle between my legs. "I need to have my cock deep inside here, but not before I have you coming on my tongue."
The thought of that alone was enough to make me moan before Vinny even touched me. His tongue traced lightly along the length of my pussy, teasing me and tempting me before he finally let his tongue delve inside. Vinny lapped at my juices before his tongue finally settled on my clit, his lips wrapped around it, and he sucked it gently into his mouth.
A long, slow moan sounded from my lips.
“Fuck, yes, Vinny.”
The delicious pressure he was applying was bringing me to the brink of orgasm again. As I was about to climax, Vinny slid two long digits back inside me. A tidal wave of feelings washed over me, and I came hard again.
Vinny's fingers paused in their actions, but his mouth didn't stop.
The gentle sucking continued as he waited for the pulsing to subside around his fingers. Once Vinny was sure my orgasm was finishing, his fingers began to curl and stroke the little bundle of nerves that made my G-spot.
He lifted his mouth briefly. “That’s it, Allycat. Come all over my face,” he encouraged me, before lowering his mouth back over my clit. Once again, another orgasm erupted and engulfed all of my body. I felt that tell-tale gush between my legs and knew Vinny's face would now be covered.
“Damn, Ally. I can't take it anymore,” Vinny told me as he lifted his head from between my legs. “I need to be inside you now.”
He didn't wait for me to say anything, he just moved from the bed, slipped out of his boxers, and looked at me expectantly. For a moment, I was stunned. The sight of Vinny completely naked and incredibly erect was infinitely better than what I had ever pictured in my imagination.
“Better lose that t-shirt, kitten,” Vinny instructed. I didn't hesitate to take the top off and cast it aside onto the floor. I lay there, exposed, and despite everything we had just done, I felt suddenly quite vulnerable. Vinny seemed to pick up on it. “Hey, Allycat. No need for that look. I can't wait to feast on everything I see.” He crept over the bed and over me.
His mouth descended back over mine and I drank him in. I tasted my juices on his lips and that only got me hotter. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him against me. His tongue traced over my lips and dipped softly between them. I moaned against them. He was taking his time. He was making sure he savoured the moments between us, and he made sure I was taken care of and satisfied.
“God, you are beautiful,” he murmured against my lips before moving back to give my breasts attention with his mouth. “And these are just incredible.” He sighed, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking on it languidly. “You,” kiss, “are,” kiss, “amazing,” kiss, “Allison.” Kiss. He told me as he swept across my stomach, punctuating every word with a butterfly-like touch.
My heart flipped in my chest. I wanted him. I really wanted him, and I needed it to be more than just sex. He was filling up my chest with a flood of emotions.
“Vinny,” I pleaded. He looked up at me and smirked, stalking his way back up to my mouth, sliding himself in between my legs, his cock lined up perfectly with the entrance to my cunt.
“What do you want?” he breathed against my lips.
“I want you,” I told him.
“Where do you want me?”
I moaned in need. He knew only too well what I wanted and where I wanted it. “You need me to say it?” I asked.
“Say it.” He shifted his hips so that the head of his rock-hard cock teased against my wet pussy, ready to sink into me.
It emboldened me. “I want you to take your deliciously hard cock and slide it as deep into my cunt as you can get it.”
Vinny moaned, crushed his lips to mine, and in one slow roll of his hips, sank his cock deep into my pussy, sheathing himself completely in my wet warmth.
I couldn’t help myself. I needed it more than I needed her to ask again. When she came on my mouth for the second time, my cock was so hard it was painful. I needed to sink deep inside her and I couldn’t take another minute. Her sweet, wet cunt was all I could think of. This wasn’t like it had ever been before for me. I was never consumed with the need for pussy. I liked it, sure. Hell, sometimes froze over and I would even enjoy the same one more than once, but this was something completely different.
When she looked me right in the eyes and told me just what she needed from me, I couldn’t resist. She was mine, and she needed to know how much I would worship her for however long she would let me. She had to know I was hers.
I moaned against her mouth when I finally slid my cock inside her, and her legs went straight around me to keep me where I was. I rolled my hips in slow circles. This wasn’t fucking, this was making love. She was going to feel special. She was going to feel incredible. She was going to know just how much I cherished her and wanted her.
Ally moaned against my lips and I kissed down along her neck, over her collarbone, and back to her breasts. Her back arched, and she gasped in pleasure when I locked my mouth around her nipple and flicked my tongue over her stiff little peak. I held myself off her with one elbow and allowed my hand to knead the tit I already had in my mouth. Her hips lifted against me, her breathing picked up, and I could already read her well enough to know she was close again.
Sweet fuck. I want to stay deep inside her glorious pussy forever. I picked up the pace with my hips, and I was rewarded with the most incredible sounds erupting from her, and her pussy clenched hard around my dick.
I gave her a moment, suckling her breast, enjoying the sensations of her orgasm around my cock, and then I couldn’t hold back anymore. I started to thrust harder and faster into her. I shifted my weight to the other elbow and lapped at her other nipple. I moaned against her as I felt her start to clench around me again.
“Oh, fuck, yes, Ally. Come hard for me,” I encouraged, catching her looking at me as I did. I locked her gaze with mine and made sure she knew not to look away. I wanted, hell, I needed that connection with her. I needed to see her coming again for me, and I needed her to see the effect she had on me, how she was making me come undone, and it was all for her.
The sound of our voices echoed around the room as I pounded into her, furious to find release, to make that connection with her. I could feel her orgasm starting to build again, and this time, I wanted to come right along with her. I thrust into her faster and harder, chasing that peak, and just as I felt her clench around me again, my balls tightened and I exploded into her with a roar.
I dropped my head against her chest as I waited for my breathing to calm and my heart rate to go back to normal. For the first time in my life, I had made love to a woman I had feelings for. She absently ran her fingers through my hair as she waited for her own body to calm down.
“You just came inside me,” she said softly.
Fuck!
I lifted my head and looked at her. She wasn’t pissed at me, but I was so damn angry at myself. “Shit,” I snapped and went to move off her.
Ally held on to me to keep me where I was, still inside her. “Don’t you dare move. It’s okay. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I can sort it,” she told me, her hand stroking over my face.
“I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.”
She smiled genuinely at me. “It’s not like you were the only one in the room, Vin. I took that risk right along with you.” She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me tight against her.
We stayed wrapped up together until my arms couldn’t take it anymore. We showered together then curled up in bed beside each other and fell fast asleep.
When I saw Ally and Vinny the next morning, I didn't need to ask what had happened between them; it was written all over both of them.
Ally looked radiant, enshrouded in that post-sex glow. Vinny looked a weird mix of smug and contented. This wasn't my friend’s usual post-hook-up look; this really had been something else. Ally's smile was warm and genuine when she greeted me. “Morning, Smith.”
“Morning, gorgeous.” I grinned. “You've clearly done something that agreed with you!” I teased, watching as a blush started on her neck and chest and quickly crept over all of her face. “Are you joining us for breakfast before we go?”
She shook her head. And with a quick glance in Vinny's direction, she admitted there was something she needed to take care of. I watched as she walked away from us, heading for the lobby and the main entrance.
“What's that about?” I enquired, looking at Vinny.
He shrugged. “Dunno, mate.”
Vinny's poker face game was strong, but there was just one problem. I knew it was his poker face. He was hiding something, and I would bet my right bollock that Ally was hiding the same thing. Interesting.
“Uh huh,” I muttered, letting Vinny know full well that I didn't believe him. “Did something happ
en between you and Ally?”
Vinny looked up at me. “A gentleman never tells.”
Well, that's new.
“You've never been a gentleman, Vin,” I reminded him.
He shrugged and stayed silent. Wow. Something had happened. Something of importance to Vinny. Something he wanted to protect.
Ethan interrupted my thoughts and joined us for breakfast.
“I'm going to assume from the look on both your faces that shit happened between Vinny and Ally?”
Vinny just looked at our friend. I rolled my eyes. “Our boy is keeping schtum, so I think it’s safe to say 'yes',” I informed Ethan.
Ethan looked at Vinny, studying him closely before smirking a little and lifting the menu to decide what he was going to get for breakfast. It seemed Ethan could see the glaringly obvious thing that was written all over Vinny's face; he was very much smitten with Ally, and something had very clearly happened between them.
"He really does like her then?" Ethan laughed beside me as we started to load our gear into the bus and get ready to move on to the next town.
"Seems like it, E." I smiled.
"That’s definitely not like him, is it?" Ethan raised an eyebrow.
He was right. It wasn’t anything like the Vinny that we had come to know, but it was bloody heart-warming to see. It also looked like Ally was very much into Vinny as well. I knew that, if I had pulled my friend aside, he would have done everything in his power to stop this all from happening, and no doubt have beaten himself up endlessly when the inevitable had happened and he hadn’t been able to pump the brakes on whatever was between him and Ally.
So instead of deciding to beat him up over it, I decided that the better idea was to leave it alone and let my friend go with these new feelings of his. I just hoped that it would be okay in the end and wouldn’t blow up in the band’s face. Of any of us falling for our new drummer, I didn’t ever see it being Vinny.
