Lifting his mouth from my neck, he gazes into my eyes, “Please what, baby? Do you want me to keep touching you?”
God, yes! I can’t say the words, so I nod my head and he exhales as though he was holding his breath. He places his hand under the very edge of my sweater and asks, “Is this okay?”
I nod as I put my hand on his and pull it up until he’s covering my breast with only my bra between him and my flesh. My breasts have never been this sensitive before. I swear I could orgasm just from him touching them. Then, he pulls the cup of my bra down and pulls my sweater up so that my breasts are bared to him. He looks up at me as though asking permission, and I nod almost imperceptibly. Bending down, he sticks out his tongue and drags it over my nipple. I inhale sharply and shudder. Jesus! His eyes are still locked onto mine when he takes my nipple into his mouth and I moan. Closing my eyes, I lay my head back against the door.
He lets go of my hair and moves his other hand down to rest on my leg, which is still wrapped around his waist. My entire body is shaking with arousal, I can’t concentrate on anything but his mouth on my breast, the erection pressing against my core, and his hand on my thigh. But, he doesn’t stop there. Shifting, he starts running his hand up and down my thigh while alternating between both breasts. He is so good at this! I feel a pang of jealousy over the fact that in order for him to be this good, there’s been plenty of women in his past, while I’ve only ever been with Matt.
I can’t feel that jealousy for long though, every time his hand travels up my thigh, he gets closer to my panties. Panties that are soaked with how much I need him inside me. Finally, his hand meets the apex of my thighs and I tremble. Releasing my nipple with an audible “pop” David raises his head until our faces are level.
“Darlin', I need to touch you,” his voice is gravelly and his eyes darken as he searches my face.
“Please, David. Please touch me,” I whimper.
He runs one finger up the center of my panties and I moan loudly. I don’t have time to be embarrassed however, because he slips that finger inside my panties and groans as he says, “Damn baby, you’re wet.” His thumb touches my sensitive clit and I jerk against him. If he touches me again, I’m going to come. He slides one finger inside me, and my muscles clench causing him to moan at the same time I do.
“That’s it darlin', let me hear you,” he murmurs as he starts moving his finger in and out slowly as his thumb circles my clit. I begin writhing against him, trying to increase the friction. He leans down and takes my nipple between his teeth biting down gently and I explode around his fingers. “Fuck,” he mutters, looking into my eyes, “you’re so fucking beautiful Lyric. You, coming right now is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m going to explode if I don’t get inside you soon.”
Nodding, I bring my hands to the button of his jeans and start to unbutton them. He grabs my hands and pulls them away, causing me to look at him questioningly. He shakes his head, “Our first time is going to be in a bed, baby. Not against the wall in a crowded club nor will it be in my office.”
“I’m okay with against the wall, David, really okay with it. Please, I need you inside me too,” I plead with him.
One corner of his mouth turns up and he gazes at me, his eyes still heated. “Trust me, Lyric. I want to be inside of you just as badly, if not more so than you want me there. But, when I finally get to be inside you, I’m going to want to be there all night, and that’s not going to happen here.” Holy shit! My thighs tighten around his waist at his words. No one has ever said anything like that to me before.
Untangling my legs from around his waist, he kisses my lips softly before opening his office door and gesturing for me to walk out in front of him. We head back out to the dance floor and he leaves me with my friends before heading back to work.
***
I watch him as he walks away from me, realizing that even though I’ve only known him a couple of weeks, I’m falling in love with him. So much for that “no relationships” vow I made before moving here. He’s stomped all over it. I just hope he doesn’t stomp all over my heart.
Anna’s arm wraps around my waist, startling me, and she looks as me with narrowed eyes. “What?” I ask her.
“You have total sex hair. Did he screw you into the wall? Or was it his desk?” She is completely serious, and my hands fly up to check my hair.
“I do not have sex hair, Anna!” I respond as I glare at her. “Besides, there was no actual sex. Against the wall or otherwise.”
She fixates on the word “actual”, practically yelling in my ear, “That means there was something! Come on, you have to tell me what happened! He was staring at you from the bar while you were dancing, and I swear, I almost flooded my panties!”
Jesus Christ, this girl is crude! “Anna! What the hell?”
“What?” she asks, trying to look innocent, “You know he’s freaking sex on a stick! Especially when he’s looking at you that way. I wish a guy would look at me like that.”
“Like what?” I can’t believe I just asked her that. I’m not sure I even want to know. Oh, who am I kidding, I desperately want to know!
Anna rolls her eyes, she knows exactly what I’m doing. “Like you’re every birthday and Christmas present he never thought to ask for,” she sighs. My smile is huge because that’s exactly how I feel about him.
“Sometimes, I don’t know how he can be real. He’s pretty much the perfect guy, Anna. How could he possibly want me?”
She just looks at me. “You’re so stupid, Lyric.” I stiffen, but she continues, “Why wouldn’t he want you? You’re funny, smart, loving. The list is pretty much endless. He’s be crazy not to. And he doesn’t strike me as crazy.”
David looks up to see us both staring at him and raises an eyebrow. Anna just grins and waves. He smiles back, then, shaking his head he goes back to helping customers at the bar. We spend the rest of the night alternating between dancing and chatting at the table with the rest of our friends while David works the bar. I sneak glances at him every so often, but I must not be very subtle because SarahBeth just grins at me every time.
When it’s time to leave, I get hugs from everyone. When SarahBeth comes over to hug me, she whispers, “I’m spending the night at Livvie’s. As much as I love you and my brother, the last thing I want to hear tonight is y’all getting freaky. Feel free to run naked through the house. Just please, don’t tell me any details!”
I can’t help but laugh. I just can’t see David running anywhere naked, so I tell her, “Don’t worry, I don’t see any naked running in my future, and I wasn’t planning on giving you any details.”
Soon, I’m sitting at the bar waiting for David to finish up for the night. He’s been supervising clean up while straightening up the bar and cashing out the registers. Finally, at almost three thirty in the morning, he’s ready to go. He comes back into the main bar and walks over to me. Cupping my cheek, he asks, “Are you ready?” I nod, and we head out to his car and drive to his place.
David pulls his car into the garage and parks. Looking over at me, he frowns. I’m twisting my fingers in my lap because the closer we get to his house, the more nervous I’ve become. “Are you okay?” he asks softly.
I nod, because I am okay. I’m just nervous. What happened at the bar was unexpected, but I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t care. Now, I’ve had time to think and obsess about every little thing. I’ve only ever been with Matt, and I’m afraid that I won’t know what I’m doing. That I’ll completely screw up and embarrass myself. Either that, or I just won’t be able to satisfy David, and that might just crush me.
He comes around to my side of the car and helps me out. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He looks so concerned, and I don’t want him to think he’s done anything.
“Nothing, really. It’s just been a long time.” I look down and mumble, “What if I do it wrong?”
He bursts into laughter, but quickly sobers when he sees the fear on my face. “Darlin',
it’s impossible for you to do it wrong. At this point, all you’ll have to do is touch me and I’ll go off like a fucking rocket.” I look away, and he grasps my chin to pull my eyes back to his. “We don’t have to do this tonight, Lyric. I’ll be happy just to hold you in my arms all night.”
That, right there, is why I’m falling so hard for him. Throwing my arms around his neck, I bury my head in his neck. “I want to do this David. So, so much.”
He sighs, “Thank God, because otherwise, I may spend all night taking a cold shower!” I giggle, and he wraps an arm around my waist to lead me inside.
I’ve only been here once before, when he cooked dinner for me, and the only rooms I’ve seen are the kitchen and the living room. This house is huge though, and I think I could explore it all weekend and still not enter every room. David bypasses both the kitchen and the living room, leading me to the huge staircase at the end of the hallway.
At the top of the stairs is a small sitting area with a hallway on either side. Turning to the left, he takes me to the second door and leads me into what must be his room. When we walk in, I can’t help but stare. The room is huge with dark hardwood floors. The walls are painted a bluish grey color and the bed is massive. The comforter is a soft grey color and it has half the pillows mine does. Clearly, he believes in the less is more philosophy. But, he is a guy so that’s understandable. There’s a black and white striped rug that runs underneath the bed and a nightstand on either side. His room is clean, which surprises me. It shouldn’t have, the rest of the house is spotless as well.
***
I walk slowly over to the bed and run my hand along the comforter. He makes a soft noise, and when I turn to look at him, he’s leaning against the dresser that’s next to the door with his legs crossed and his arms folded across his chest. Pushing away from the dresser, he stalks towards me, and I back up the few inches until the backs of my legs hit the end of the bed. David slides one arm around my waist pulling me flush against his body and tangles the other in the hair at the base of my neck. Pulling gently, he angles my head back and brings his mouth down to mine.
All too soon he’s pulling away, and he grabs the hem of my sweater pulling it slowly up my body and over my head. Inhaling sharply at the sight of my bare torso and emerald green bra, his eyes are even more molten than before. Bringing his hands back to my waist he starts searching for the hidden zipper on my skirt, and I lead his hands to my side. He pulls the zipper down and drops to his knees to help me step out of the skirt before slipping my shoes off my feet. As he takes off each shoe, he gently massages my feet making me moan. After releasing my right foot, he trails his hands up my legs to my hips and brings his face close to my core. He places a kiss at the apex of my thighs over my panties and I gasp.
I grip his shirt in my hands as he stands and start to pull it up. He backs away fractionally to give me room and I pull the shirt over his head. His chest is just as amazing as I remember from this morning. I trail my hands down his chest and over his abdomen which tightens at my touch and then he’s on me again. Pushing me down to the bed, he spreads my legs and crawls between them. “Hi,” he smiles and I laugh wrapping my arms around his neck.
David gazes down at me with heated eyes as he trails his knuckles down my cheek. “You’re so beautiful, darlin',” he says as he continues to trail his fingers down my neck, then between my breasts until he reaches my panties. I’m trembling slightly waiting to see what he does next. He grins, brings one hand to the front clasp of my bra, and opens it. He pulls the straps down my arms, and I arch my back so that he can pull it out from under me. Leaning over, he kisses my lips briefly before tracing my jaw, down my neck, and down my chest.
Holding my breath, I wait for him to close his mouth over my nipple, but he doesn’t. David kisses all over both of my breasts avoiding my nipples which makes me squirm. Burying my hands in his hair, I try to direct him to them, but he grabs my wrists in each hand. “Uh-uh, darlin', this is my show,” his grin turns wicked as he raises my arms over my head and holds them there with one hand. My breathing quickens and his grin widens. “Oh, you like that,” he confirms as he pinches my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I gasp and arch my back and he chuckles.
David continues to roll my nipple between his fingers as he takes the other in his mouth and sucks gently. Holy hell, his mouth is talented! I wrap my legs around his jean clad hips and rub against his hardness making him groan against my skin. He lifts his head and raises an eyebrow at me. “Impatient princess?”
I nod, and he lets go of my hands to take my legs from around his hips, placing them back on the bed. Scooting back, he admires my body. “You look so good in my bed baby,” he remarks and I close my eyes. They fly open a minute later when his knuckle brushes against my core and my hips come up off the bed. Taking advantage, he grabs the edge of my panties and starts pulling them down my legs. He tosses them onto the floor, and his eyes lock onto my body. “Fucking hell,” he murmurs, and I try to close my legs. I feel self-conscious, even though the way he’s staring at me makes heat pool low in my belly.
“Oh no, baby, let me look at you. You’re so fucking perfect.” He pulls my legs apart and runs his hands up my thighs causing them to quiver. “I need to taste you,” he says and I can do nothing but nod. He keeps his eyes on me as he kneels in front of me, bringing his face closer to the center of my body. He runs his nose up my slit inhaling deeply and I feel my face flame. “Mmm, you smell good,” David mutters and I feel his tongue lightly touch my clit making a circle around it. I gasp, and he groans, “You taste even better.” Oh. My. God! is the last thing I think before my mind turns to mush.
He sucks gently on my clit and I try to lift my hips, but he’s holding them down. He licks me from my clit all the way down to where I want him the most. I want him inside of me so badly. He’s having entirely too much fun teasing me though as he licks and lightly sucks and nips at my lower lips. I’m moaning continuously now as he pushes first one, then two fingers inside me while he flicks my clit lightly with the tip of his tongue. When he crooks his fingers inside me and sucks my clit into his mouth, I come apart. He continues to move his fingers in and out of me slowly while I come down from my orgasm, and when I open my eyes, he’s watching me with a fierce look on his face.
David kisses his way up my body, stopping briefly to stick his tongue in my belly button, then placing a kiss on each nipple. He kisses all the way up my neck to my jaw and finally to my mouth where I can taste myself on his lips. I’ve never tasted myself, Matt would never kiss me after doing that to me. I don’t want to think about him though, bringing him into this will just ruin it for both of us.
As David kisses me, I reach for the button of his jeans. This time, he lets me unzip them and I use my feet to push them down over his hips. I run my hand along his stomach, barely going underneath his boxer briefs and he groans before getting off the bed and taking the rest of his clothes off. While he reaches into his jeans pocket to grab a condom out of his wallet, I admire his body. He’s much more built that he looks with his clothes on! His thighs are muscular, and his erection is impressive. He’s much bigger than anything I’ve seen before and I’m suddenly a little nervous.
David’s watching me stare at him with one side of his mouth quirked up. “Like what you see, darlin'?” I can’t tell if he’s laughing at me or not, and I can feel my blush all over my body. He doesn’t give me much time to think about it before he’s back on the bed and crawling up my body. When I reach down and put my hand around him, he gasps. He feels like silk covered steel and I can just barely touch the tips of my fingers together. Stroking him gently, I watch his face. His eyes are closed and his teeth are clenched so tight I worry I’m hurting him somehow.
Reaching down, David removes my hand from his erection, “I’m going to explode if you keep doing that, and I’d rather be inside you when that happens.”
I look up at him with wide eyes as he opens the condom and rolls it down his l
ength. Then, he leans down and kisses me gently before positioning himself at my opening. I tense up, and he whispers, “Relax Lyric. We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”
Exhaling, I meet his gaze, “I’m ready, just be gentle, please.”
His eyes soften as he says, “I’ll always be gentle with you, darlin'.” With those words, he puts his hand around his erection and guides it to my center. He pushes forward slightly and I can feel myself stretching. He waits for me to relax, and when I do he continues pushing further until he’s buried deep within my body. It’s been awhile, and the way he stretches me burns a little so I clench my eyes shut. He stills, and cups my cheek in his hand. “Are you okay?”
I nod, and he withdraws until only the tip of him remains inside me before he pushes in again. Oh my. This feels so good! David places a hand on either side of me and starts to move. Opening my eyes, I reach up and grip his arms as I tilt my pelvis up to meet each thrust. He groans, “Damn, baby, you feel fucking amazing!” as he brings one hand down to circle my clit with his thumb. I cry out at the first touch, and he speeds up, thrusting hard inside me. The tension starts to coil tighter and tighter as he slams into me and surprisingly, I’m close to orgasming again!
“Oh, David!” I cry out as I begin to tighten around him.
“That’s it baby,” he growls, “Come for me Lyric. I can’t hold out much longer. You feel so good, baby.”
At his words I come apart beneath him. He thrusts hard twice more before burying his head in my neck, and I can feel him twitching inside me as he finds his release. We stay locked together like this for what feels like an eternity before he slips out of my body and heads to the bathroom to take care of the condom.
When he returns, he lays down beside me. Pulling me over so that my head is on his chest with his arm underneath me, he covers us up. I’m so relaxed I can barely lift my head, so I place a kiss on his chest while he kisses the top of my head. Being here with him feels so right. We lay together, comfortable in the silence as he runs his fingers through my hair and I make circles on his chest with my finger. Eventually, my eyes grow heavy and close. The last thing I remember before sleep claims me is David’s voice softly saying, “I’m falling in love with you, Lyric.” I don’t have enough energy to tell him that I’m falling in love with him too.
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