by Sasha Combs
Precious breathed in, holding his scent in her lungs, like a cleansing breath. Her mouth was on his neck, brushing soft kisses there. The combination was an exhilarating effect that had paralyzed him. Sparks flashed in his vision and he was certain these flares weren’t coming from the fireplace. As she worked her mouth, trailing her kisses down his throat, Hamilton felt her hand steadily moving over his buttons. She was opening them one by one, until his shirt lie open. Now with his chest exposed, she covered one nipple with her lips. He sucked in a quick whiff of air. A budding feeling was beginning to grow and he sensed a loss of control but he was helpless to stop this. He groaned when she tugged at his belt, while stroking his length with her other hand. Precious flipped back the buckle, pulling the metal free from the hole. She unbuttoned the top of his pants, then started for the zipper.
“Oh babe...” The words slipped from his mouth in a whisper because the feeling was so damn good to him. Hamilton’s erection was bulging to burst free from his pants. He could hardly move his hips, for fear of injury. Precious slid steady fingers across his zipper; easing it down in one fluid motion. When his fly was open, she reached inside of his pants, pulling free his heavy full length. When she glimpsed her first glorious peek; his erection winked, then saluted her in all its magnificent glory. The room didn’t have much light, but the space glowed orange from the fire. Precious could see his sex clearly but her eyes couldn’t believe how enormous his penis actually was. Stunned, she gripped him at the base of his shaft but his girth prevented her thumb and forefinger from touching. As she held him as if she held a prized possession; Precious experienced an epiphany. As pre-cum moistened the head of his penis, she admitted that after seeing his size, any sane woman would have serious doubts. And they definitely would reconsider what she had in mind to do. In spite of her reservations, Precious didn’t dither nor waver. This moment had been a long time coming and she wouldn’t back away from it. Precious slinked her body down, rubbing against him and deliberately arousing him. When she kneeled, she wedged her hips in between his knees. When she lowered her head, taking him in her mouth; Hamilton glided his hand across her head. She teased him by brushing her lips across his cock; then she sucked, easing the tip of his head slowly inside of her mouth. Hamilton squeezed his eyes closed, fighting to maintain his control. He tucked his fingers in locks of her hair, steadying his hold at the base of her neck. He felt her head as it rose then gently fell; taking in more of him. The way her lips and tongue sucked and caressed him. Hamilton was hers to do with as she pleased. Her name slipped from his lips unguarded.
“Precious... Oh honey please...”
She lifted her head to ask...
“Tell me what you want Hamilton.”
“That. That.”
He whispered. His breaths were heavy and the sounds were more like pants. He was fighting now, for every intake of air. The heady feeling was pushing him closer and closer to experiencing the little death. Hamilton was becoming lightheaded but the dizzy feeling wasn’t worth stopping her. Hell, if he passed out, requiring Precious to revive him; Hamilton would endure that, as long as she didn’t stop pleasuring him in her unique and beguiling way.
When she went down on him, Precious tried to draw as much of him inside of her mouth as her throat would allow. She sucked, opening her mouth wide, until her jaws and cheeks ached. Hamilton guided her head with his hand, being careful not to gag her. The enormous size of his erection presented a challenge but Precious didn’t shy away from it. Just looking at his cock was a complete and total turn on. His proportions alone were worth the ogling and already, her panties were wet. While pleasuring him, she’d felt a rush of blood, then the trigger caused her clit to throb. With every lick and tantalizing suck; her attention to his cock edged her closer to experiencing an orgasm.
Hamilton groaned his pleasure. When Precious gripped his balls, squeezing until the pain demanded a response. He felt an uncontrollable bucking of his hips. He felt her mouth form into a smile, then her hold loosened; her touch aroused him with a gentle massage. Then the pace would quicken again. Her tongue danced across his shaft; playing him like a coveted Stradivarius. Even the sounds that she made clouded his thoughts. Her poetic moans edged him to a point of climax. Hamilton had had about all he could stand. Precious would take him to a precipice, leaving him there to hang. Then her kisses and teasing would lead him back to level ground; starting the process all over again. Hamilton wasn’t complaining. Her cat and mouse way of making love was the most erotic experience he’d ever had. But his desire to spill his seed, was far greater then allowing her to continue this. She was baiting him but he wanted so much more.
When her head lifted on an up stroke, Hamilton quickly hooked his hands under her armpits. He lifted her up, bringing her face to face with him. Without saying one word, his mouth covered hers. In that hot and heavy kiss, her chest molded into the fold of his body. She felt her arms lifting, then coiling around his neck. She started peeling off his shirt, desperately trying to touch his skin.
She pulled her head back, gasping for air. She forced her words out like trains connected on a railway.
“Help me get your clothes off.”
Hamilton stared at her and in that blinking second; something snapped. He could hear a portion of his brain. Minutes earlier, that same portion had been deafly silent. Yet now, the questions blared loudly, like tornado sirens. What am I doing? He asked himself. What in the hell am I doing? He asked again. Precious was pulling on the sleeves of his shirt; trying her best to remove his clothes.
“Oh man... Precious. Wait a minute. Let’s think about what we’re doing here...before we make a big mistake.”
Precious stopped, then she stared at him. She looked like she’d just been doused with a bucket of cold water. Her face was a mixed bag of confusion, surprise, then anger. She blurted out her words, with hands perched on her hips.
“I don’t need to think Hamilton. I want you. I want you as much as you want me.”
“Yeah but...”
“No buts Hamilton. You know that I’m right. We want this.”
She cupped his length, causing him to grunt, but his moan didn’t stop her from saying...
“You want me.” She spoke softly this time. And the words were like a gentle caress. “Hamilton...” Sweet nectar, he thought when she said his name. Precious continued...
“I want you.”
This time, she guided his hands, pressing his fingers in between hers and her flesh. She loosened the zipper on her pants; allowing him to feel the moistness between her legs. She looked into his eyes, watching his expression as he moved his fingers inside of her. He swirled her most sensitive spot, and the sensation caused her to lose her balance. Precious fell into his chest. Without meaning to; Hamilton had given Precious her first orgasm.
She parted her lips, moistening them with her tongue, when she said...
“Make love to me Hamilton.”
“Precious. I want to. You know that I’ve wanted to for a very long time.”
“Then don’t think about it. Don’t analyze it. Just do it. Make love to me.”
Doing that would be so easy for him. But making love to her wasn’t the problem. He said...
“Precious... You’ve had a lot of wine and I should never have allowed you to start this.”
“Don’t blame the wine Hamilton. Like I said... I want you...and the wine has nothing to do with it.”
Her hand lay on his length, stroking and gently squeezing him. Her teasing touch felt damn good but he couldn’t think clearly with her doing that. Hamilton stilled her hand with his. She stared at him with pleading in her eyes. If she only knew, he thought to himself. Precious meant the world to him. He said...
“Precious... If we do this. If we make love... For me...this won’t be just about sex. When I take you into my arms... I will make love to you.”
Her expression remained the same and he wasn’t sure if she fully understood. She leaned in closer to him sayi
ng...
“All right. I get it. And that’s exactly what I want from you.” She lay her palm on the side of his face. Precious pressed her lips on his, flitting her tongue, urging him to open his mouth. When he did, she slipped pass his lips, exploring and deepening their kiss. Hamilton pulled her closer still. There was something different about her. But even as his body gave him permission to move forward; portions of his brain went dark. For now, in this instant. Hamilton only welcomed thoughts concerning him and his Precious.
Hamilton gathered her up, guiding her to the floor beside him. He hooked a finger on a comforter; making a place for them to lay in front of the fire. Before she lay down, he eased her out of her clothes; kissing her flesh when parts of her body were exposed to him. Hamilton removed his clothes without the fanfare. He didn’t have the patience to experience what he’d just put her through.
When Precious lay naked on the blanket, in front of the fire; Hamilton’s eyes admired her. He took in every part of her before slowly lowering to her feet. Starting at her toes, he kissed a trail of affection up the length of her body. He stopped at pulse points; paying close attention to these areas, especially around her groin. When he got to her abdomen, he swirled his tongue in the dimple of her navel. Precious giggled because the sensation was a combination of tickles and vibrating pleasure. When he lifted, seeing her breast again. His memory was flooded with his first glimpse. He was greedy, taking in as much of her as his mouth would allow; squeezing her flesh with his tongue and his upper palate.
Precious screamed, then gasped. His onslaught felt like a bolt of lightning; all at once, he’d sent shivers coursing through every cell in her body. She cradled his head with her hand, causing him to lift and stare at her. In his eyes she saw so much passion.
“Tell me how you like it. Fast. Slow. Hard. Soft.”
“Just do me. Have your way Hamilton.”
She wondered if he understood. She didn’t want this experience to remind her of any other man. Even though she’d liberally dated; Precious had only taken two men to bed. These men had been experienced and she’d learned a thing or two since being with them. But this time; with Hamilton. She wanted to create a new set of mental pictures. Something that she would never forget. In other words. Whatever Hamilton did. However he did it to her. It really didn’t matter because the man making love to her, is Hamilton Gantry. Whatever he did, it would be their first experience, and she would cherish these moments.
Hamilton waited a second more before wedging his cock in the center of her legs. He teased her lips with a tempting prelude of what she should expect.
“So... Tell me Precious. How can I please you?”
She let her hand travel down his chest, gliding pass his stomach, to take hold of him. He grimaced, then a smile spread across his face.
“Soooo....” He said, dragging out the letter ‘O’.
“You want all of me.”
He lowered, kissing her lips. His tongue darted hungrily, seeking to be pleased and to please. Then he said...
“Okay.”
Hamilton tested out her opening. Dipping in one finger, then two and finally three. As he inserted each finger, Precious would moan then squirm; gyrating her hips in wave like motions. The third finger was a tight fit, causing him to frown.
“I think we’ll have to take this slow honey. I don’t want to hurt you.”
This time when he lowered to kiss her, his mouth captured hers completely. His lips and tongue made love to her mouth like no man had ever kissed her in the past. His fingers ran up and down her arm. Precious hugged the base of his back; noting how strong he was. She glided her hands up, wrapping her arms around his neck. Hamilton shifted forward; gently nudging his cock to spread her folds. When his head squeezed pass her opening, he was welcomed by the warmth of her wet flesh. He drew back, then pushed in further. With each slowly timed thrust; the walls of her vagina tightly sheathed him. He marveled over the sensation. As a rule, Hamilton ardently practiced safe sex and he always used condoms. But when he brought Precious to his mountain home, he’d never dreamed that he would be gifted with this pleasure. It never occurred to him that their attraction would lead to anything as wonderful as this. Yet, regardless of the circumstances and rules that governed his sexual activity; Hamilton wouldn’t trade this feeling for all the money in the world. Every fiber of his being thrilled to be inside of her. For Hamilton; this wasn’t a feeling for the minute and he knew this feeling had eclipsed every other heartfelt emotion. He knew this because his heart and brain were in full agreement. When he’d told Precious that he wanted to make love to her; he’d meant it, in every sense of the word.
Precious bit firmly on her lower lip, biting back her cries. The burn from the friction was like a wildfire. The tightness of her muscles required that her body stretch to accommodate his length and girth. Even though her brain interpreted the burn as pain; in the center of her legs the feelings fueled her desire. Her body had sprung back to life and the infusion was solely due to Hamilton. Every part of her body sang due to his touch and she couldn’t get enough of him.
Hamilton lifted her leg, firmly gripping the back of her thigh. He wedged in closer, gaining the space he would need to maneuver his length. With each push of his hip, his thrust slid his firmness in further, until he finally brushed her os. Then, after he’d eased pass that point, his driving plunges jostled her insides, colliding into the lower half of her uterus. From the beginning, he’d wanted all of her and he’d gotten lost in their lovemaking. Beneath him, he felt her body jerk, shocked by the sudden invasion. He pressed his lips on the side of her neck; showering her with tender kisses. When she stilled, and her body rocked in motion. Hamilton joined her; pairing his moves with hers. With a steady growing pace; he pushed and thrust his shaft slickly in the depths of her folds.
She dug in her nails at the base of his butt cheeks, edging him to go deeper and faster. Precious craved the hurt. She didn’t want to be denied any part of him. It didn’t matter that his cock was huge and bigger than anything she’d ever had. What mattered was that he was currently inside of her and she wanted all of him. So, she pressed him to push harder and not to stop.
Hamilton could feel his body coming to the edge and he didn’t want to go there without taking Precious with him. He shifted one hip, narrowing his pressure dead center. Her clit was hard and swollen; requiring very little attention to make her burst in ecstasy. So, when Hamilton centered his thrust, immediately Precious felt her body explode. She yelled out curses, his name and other profanities. Her body had never experienced anything quite like this. Even her ears were buzzing and her heart was slamming in her chest. If that wasn’t bad or good enough. Not more than a few seconds passed, when Hamilton experienced his orgasm. While making love, she’d thought his cock had fully conquered every part of her insides but she’d been wrong. His mind-boggling eruption sent his dick slamming into the deepest depths of her body. While his body filled her with his seed; Precious dug her nails into his flesh. But Hamilton’s orgasm had been so extreme; he didn’t even feel the stinging pain created by her nails. Not long after that, his body fell limp; sated and glad to have her lying beneath him.
The warmth from the fire and their exhausting lovemaking had left them spent. They were sealed with a sheen of sweat and they didn’t move for fear of rattling something important. They both were still humming from their orgasm.
Hamilton lifted his head, just enough to catch a glimpse of her. She was smiling at him. He gently kissed her, then he said...
“Am I too heavy on you?”
“Not much. Just a little.”
Hamilton started to move, but Precious locked her arms around his neck. She didn’t want this moment to end yet.
“Don’t move Hamilton. I like the feel of your body laying on top of me. Stay.” She said. Hamilton lowered, tucking his head in the nook of her shoulder. He said...
“Precious... I didn’t use a condom. I hope that won’t be a problem for you.”<
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She sighed saying...
“Too late to be worried about that now. Besides... I’m on the pill. No worries there. As for those other things. I just recently had my physical. I’m good.”
Hamilton said...
“Well, I’m not on the pill... But, I’m good too.”
She pinched his side saying...
“Wiseass.”
He laughed, then he said...
“All joking aside. I have to agree with you. You are good, Amelia Precious Sinclair. You’re very, very good.”
Precious heard a hint of seriousness in his tone. She said...
“Hamilton. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea about me. I’ve never done anything like this before. I mean... I’ve never done this without dating and even then, it only happened twice. I mean, not twice...” Her words were all a jumble and she felt like a school girl; admitting that she’d not been with many men. But she wanted him to know because she didn’t take sex lightly.
He lifted, rolling off of her to lay on his side. He traced his hand down the side of her face. Precious turned on her side to face him. He was so beautiful to her. Tall, dark and handsome. Eyes so light, that the iris barely contained any color. The subtle hint of gray forced you to seek it out; demanding that it show itself. Everything about him was absolutely perfect and the fact that he was a glorious hanging hunk of man... Well, that was definitely a favorable feature.
She listened to him when he said...
