by Tanya Kelly
“Sorry, I fell asleep. Was I out long?”
“About an hour. I enjoyed watching you sleep.”
“Oh geez, was I snoring?”
“No, you’re cute when you’re sleeping.” His fingers kneaded the muscles in her shoulders. Lacey’s heartbeat picked up. It felt even more intimate than sex in a way, knowing he watched her sleep.
Reilly stopped massaging for a second. “Hang on,” he said and adjusted himself on the couch until he was sitting behind her with a leg on each side like they had on the mountain coaster. He then resumed massaging her neck with both hands.
“Oh, that feels great.” All the tension and pain melted away.
He pushed her hair to one side and exposed her neck. “You have beautiful skin.” He dropped a soft kiss on her neck. Followed by another and another. Lacey leaned back into him, lost in the sensations of the massage and the touch of his lips.
Reilly moved her hair again and made sure the other side of her neck didn’t get left out. She wanted to feel his lips on hers. Lacey tilted to the side a bit and raised her head upward. His mouth immediately slanted over hers and she could feel his hard length pressing into her lower back. His hands left her neck and cupped her breasts. Her nipples hardened immediately, begging for attention.
“Should we review my performance now?” Reilly asked, kissing her softly behind her ear.
“Yes, by all means, we should get started,” Lacey replied in her best professional voice.
Reilly chuckled and moved his hands under her shirt to cup her breasts through her bra. He flicked his thumbs across her nipples briefly, teasing and she squirmed against him. Two could play the teasing game. She felt his cock harden even more from her wiggling.
He laughed softly in her ear. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.” He pulled her shirt up and she lifted her arms so he could take it off. Reilly then made quick work of her bra and threw it across the room. Lacey’s breasts were swollen and heavy from his touch. Still sitting behind her, he brushed her erect nipples with his fingers while kissing her neck. His touch was light and teasing, but still had the desired effect. Heat pooled between her legs.
He lowered one hand and brushed it over her pussy through her clothes. She opened her legs, giving him better access, but he continued his slow torment of soft, teasing touches to her nipples and between her legs, never quite touching her clit.
Lacey squirmed and whimpered, “Please.” She wanted much more.
“You want me to make you come, love?” He lightly drew his finger over her clit.
She arched her back as the soft touch increased the ache between her legs. “Yes. More.”
“You do exactly as I tell you and I promise you, I will make you come many times tonight.” Reilly pinched both her nipples between his thumb and fingers and she leaned back into him, thrusting her tits into his waiting hands.
He moved his hands away and stopped kissing her neck. “Stand up and take off all your clothes,” he instructed firmly.
Lacey didn’t even hesitate. Her pussy was wet and she wanted his hands all over her naked body. She stood up and began to undo the buttons on her jeans.
“Face me while you get undressed.”
She turned around and unzipped her jeans and then shimmied them down her body. Reilly’s hooded gaze followed her every move. She seductively bent over him, her mouth practically touching the bulge in his pants. One hand rested on his upper thigh, dangerously close to this erection as she peeled her leg out of her jeans and then removed her socks. Lacey kept her eyes locked with his the entire time and licked her lips, fully aware of the way his cock twitched in his pants.
She straightened and slowly began to lower the pink, lacy G-string down her hips until they fell to her ankles. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his next instruction.
“I want to see you play with those beautiful tits.”
Lacey had certainly masturbated and fondled herself before but never in front of anyone. Even though she was nervous and shy, she was also extremely turned on by the thought of pleasuring herself while Reilly watched. She cupped her breasts in her hands and ran her thumbs over her nipples. She closed her eyes and moaned. Tingling sensations shot straight to her pussy.
“Put one leg up here.” Reilly patted the couch next to his own leg. Lacey shyly lifted her leg and placed it on the couch beside him, fully exposed. “Touch yourself.”
Excitement coursed through her as she kept one hand cupping her breast and used the other hand to stroke her clit. Oh my, she was so wet already. Pleasuring herself in front of Reilly with his own arousal evident was seriously arousing her. She didn’t think she’d last long as she continued to masturbate for him.
Lacey drew her bottom lip between her teeth, her gaze on Reilly’s cock as he adjusted himself again. He was obviously uncomfortable with his erection just about bursting through his jeans. Her movements increased in tempo, feeling her climax mounting.
Reilly unzipped his jeans and wrapped his hand around his thick, hard cock. He slowly slid his hand up and down his length. She didn’t think it was possible for her to get any more aroused, but the sight of him fisting his cock, sent her over the edge. The deep pulsating between her legs throbbed uncontrollably. Every muscle was tightly drawn.
Lacey cried out as she furiously worked her clit. Suddenly she felt Reilly move forward and he pulled her hand away. She cried out her displeasure which quickly turned to a guttural sound as he moved his mouth over her pussy and sucked on her clit as she came. Her hands grasped fistfuls of his hair as her entire body shook with the intensity of her orgasm.
“I had to taste you as you came,” Reilly whispered against her sensitive skin. She looked down at him and he smiled before flicking his tongue against her sensitive flesh.
“Oh no, I can’t,” she whimpered and pulled away from his mouth. Lacey didn’t think she had it in her to have another orgasm being this one had been beyond intense. Her legs still trembled.
“Can’t what?” He pulled her closer with one hand and used the other to part her folds as he licked her clit again.
“It’s too sensitive,” she choked out. “I’m not sure I can come again or even handle any touch right now.” Lacey tried pulling back again but he held her tightly.
Still looking at up her, he gave another slow, long lick and gently inserted one finger into her. She gasped and her nipples betrayed her as they hardened. Reilly chuckled against her. His tongue continued to work magic and soon she was thrusting her hips toward his mouth with each lick. His inserted a second finger and slowly glided them in and out of her pussy.
He swirled his tongue over her as his fingers fucked her. “Did you like making yourself come for me?” he murmured against her skin, his eyes locked on hers.
“Yes,” she replied and greedily guided his mouth back to her clit. Lacey heard his soft laughter before he resumed sucking and licking. She fondled her nipples and was shocked she could feel another orgasm approaching.
As if sensing her climax approaching, Reilly stopped but kept his fingers inside her. She tried moving a bit and pulling his head back toward her. She was on the verge of coming.
“My, you are a greedy girl tonight.” He leaned in and licked her again but pulled his fingers out. “But right now, I need to bury my cock in your pussy.”
Reilly stood up and they faced one another, his hard-on brushing her sensitive clit. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her…hard. She could taste herself on him as she kissed him back hungrily, rubbing against his erection.
He pulled away long enough to whisper in her ear. “Wrap your hand around my cock.”
Lacey trailed kisses down his jaw and took his cock in her hand, stroking upward. She ran her thumb over the head and the pre-cum and started stroking him faster.
“I liked watching you touch yourself,” she said boldly, recalling how aroused she’d been watching him masturbate.
His eyes darkened and he cupped her brea
sts in his hands while she continued stroking him. “It feels better when you do it.” He kissed her again and pinched her nipples and she cried out in his mouth.
“Take my pants off,” he instructed. “And suck me.”
Lacey pulled his jeans and boxers down his hips till they fell to the floor. Reilly kicked them away. He turned them around and sat her on the couch and stood in front of her, his cock poised at her lips.
“Open your mouth and keep your eyes on me.” Eagerly, she opened her mouth. He pushed his erection part way in. “Keep your hands to your side and relax. I want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” He held on to each side of her head as he thrust his length in her mouth. Lacey relaxed her throat when he pushed the full length of his cock in her mouth but still gagged. He was too big.
Reilly did a few shorter thrusts again and gripped all her hair with one hand. “Fuck, your mouth was made for my cock. I want you to try to take all of me again. Relax.”
Lacey did exactly that as he pushed his entire length into her mouth. This time she didn’t gag and swirled her tongue around him. She cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed softly. He let loose a few curses as his cock pulsed in her mouth.
With a growl, he pulled out. “Stand up,” he ordered, looking like he was struggling for control. “And turn around.”
Lacey did as she was told, her pussy throbbing from sucking him. Having him fuck her mouth was another big turn-on. Her sex life had been so tame. She had no idea how much she’d been missing. He ran his hands up and down her back and then over her buttocks. “Put your knees on the couch and bend over the back.”
Again, she did as instructed, eager for him to fill her with his cock.
“Spread your legs more.” Lacey felt the tip of his penis at her wet slit and moaned. But Reilly didn’t penetrate her right away. He continued to massage her clit while stroking the head of his cock against her opening.
“Please, Reilly,” she begged. “Please fuck me hard.” Lacey couldn’t take any more teasing and touching. She wanted his cock inside her.
Finally, she heard him put on a condom before he inserted the head and put a hand on each side of her waist in a firm grip. Then he rammed into her. Hard. Lacey let out a small scream as he filled her. Reilly moved his hands up to fondle her breasts and continued taking her in hard, fast strokes.
“Lacey, you are so wet and tight.” He moved his hands back to her waist and gripped her firmly, driving his cock in and out of her. “Touch yourself again while I fuck you.”
Lacey grabbed the couch with one hand and used the other to massage her clit. Her fingers slid easily in her folds. Reilly massaged her ass as he pumped his cock into her. She could feel him spreading her ass cheeks and Lacey tensed.
“Relax. Do you trust me?” he asked.
She did. Implicitly. Lacey nodded and tried to relax. Reilly slowed his movements, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting back in. He told her to keep rubbing her clit.
“But don’t come yet.” He continued fucking her slowly until she was lost in sensations, every nerve tingling, drawing out her excitement but careful not to orgasm as bad as she wanted to. When she felt his thumb circling her anus, Lacey tensed again but forced herself to breathe deeply. She’d knew people liked anal play and Kim always told her she was majorly missing out but she’d never had anyone try it on her.
Reilly continued pumping into her and rubbing his thumb over her. She was surprised at how good it felt. Her pussy, her clit and her anus were throbbing now and she opened up to him more, her entire body hypersensitive. Reilly stroked her clit, using her wetness as lube and went back to her anus, gently inserting his finger. Lacey moaned as her pussy contracted around his cock.
“Fuck,” Reilly groaned. He continued gently pushing his finger in and out of her ass. Soon Lacey was bucking her hips against him. “You want more?” he asked.
She moaned yes. She wasn’t sure what more meant but she was wrapped in a cocoon of pleasure and followed her instincts.
Reilly inserted a second finger into her anus and Lacey stuffed her face in the couch to stifle her moan. She felt full with his cock inside her pussy and his fingers in her ass. Her breasts were heavy and swollen and her clit was pulsing, ready for climax. When he pushed his two fingers deep into her ass, Lacey couldn’t stop the vortex of pleasure as she cried out. “Reilly, I’m coming.”
She clenched his cock and fingers tightly as waves of pleasure shook her body. Her voice sounded guttural to her own ears but she was beyond caring. She’d never experienced such an intense orgasm. It was never-ending as she continued coming.
“Jesus, Lacey. Your pussy is milking my cock.” Reilly growled and she felt him climaxing as well, his fingers still fucking her ass while they both came.
He collapsed over her, both of them panting like they’d run a marathon. Reilly was the first to move. He kissed her shoulder. “Be right back.”
As soon as he left, Lacey fell back on the couch, utterly exhausted. She pulled the throw from the corner of the couch over her and curled into a ball. She tried to process what has just happened but her thoughts were muddled. Reilly did that to her. She was always thinking. Analyzing everything. Making decisions after she’d examined every aspect. But with Reilly she lost all rational and her emotions took control.
It felt dangerous to lose control…yet exciting.
Reilly strode back into the room, gloriously naked. She admired his body in a hypnotic state.
“You look exhausted.”
“More like sated,” she replied and stifled a yawn.
“Let me take you to bed.” He scooped her up in arms as if she was as light as a feather and brought her to his room.
“I should probably get going soon,” she murmured sleepily.
“No way.” He laid her gently on the bed. “I need a good night’s sleep and I sleep better with you next to me.”
He tucked her in under the covers and she smiled, feeling warm and content. She slept better with him as well. Lacey didn’t want to think about that right now. “Do you need anything? Water?”
She shook her head no and Reilly turned out the lights and crawled in beside her. He pulled her into arms and she cuddled into him, breathing in his scent. Within minutes, she was fast asleep.
* * * *
Reilly felt the warmth of the sun filtering in through the curtains as he stretched. His hand extended to the right, feeling for Lacey. His morning erection ready for her lush body again. He’d woken her up once in the middle of the night. Or was it Lacey who woke him up with her hand stroking his cock? He wasn’t sure but he’d fumbled for a condom half asleep and then rolled on top of her and taken her. She’d been ready for him. Hot, wet, and eager. His cock hardened even more at the memory and he opened his eyes and reached for her.
The bed beside him was empty. Damn, where was she? He heard water running in the bathroom. When Lacey emerged a couple minutes later, he feigned sleep and heard her quietly moving around. Reilly peaked from one eye and saw her standing there completely naked, looking for something.
“If you’re looking for your clothes, they’re in the living room, remember,” he said, opening his eyes.
She jumped at the sound of his voice and turned crimson. “Oh, that’s right.”
“Trying to sneak out?” His voice came out harsher than he’d intended. While she had opened up to him a little, he could still feel her resistance. There was no doubt she loved fucking him but she tried her hardest to keep everything between them purely sexual. Reilly reigned in his anger. She’d been honest about what she wanted and it had been his suggestion to be friends with benefits. Patience, he reminded himself.
“No, I just didn’t want to wake you and I have lots to do today.” Lacey stood with her arms crossed over her breasts, awkwardly talking to him. Once again, not in the throes of passion, she looked uncomfortable in her full nudity. Christ, she really was clueless about her beauty.
Reilly flung the cover
s back and stood up, slowly walking toward her. “It’s just after six. What could you possibly have to do this early?” One look at his raging hard-on and she quickly tried averting her eyes but he could see the response in her body as her nipples peaked and her breath hitched.
“You are fucking beautiful in the morning, especially without a stitch of clothes on.”
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah right. I got no makeup on and my hair is a frizzy mess.”
He took a step closer and she took one backward, her eyes widening as he stalked her. “Love, I never compliment unless I mean it. And if you doubt your beauty this morning, tell me how come I’m this hard for you?” Reilly grabbed her hand and placed it over his cock.
Lacey smiled and curled her hand around him. “Don’t all guys wake up with a hard-on?”
“Not this hard.”
She laughed and pulled her hand away. “Too bad. You’ll have to take care of it yourself. I have to get to work.” She moved to walk away from him toward the door but his hand snaked out around her wrist and pulled her back.
Reilly held her tight against him and moved his fingers down her body until he stroked her core. “My, someone is wet. You sure you can’t make the time?” He was starting to think he might be addicted to her. He couldn’t seem to get enough of this woman.
Lacey twisted away from him. Her eyes glinted playfully. “Nope, no time and you’re mistaken. I am not turned on.”
“Is that a challenge?” he replied. He didn’t wait for an answer and lunged for her. But she was ready for him and darted sideways into the bathroom, laughing. Reilly was quick as well and caught her in the bathroom before she could sidestep him again.
She laughed and squirmed but he pulled her tightly against his body. Her breasts were pressed against his chest and his cock nestled between her legs. “Naughty girl,” he whispered.
Lacey’s eyes sparkled playfully. She was beautiful without any makeup. Her pale skin was flawless and her lips were pink and moist. He captured them in his own, biting gently on her lower lip. His tongue met hers and he lifted her jaw with his hands as he kissed her hard. She tasted minty and sweet at the same time.
