by Melody Adams
Viper was surrounded by beautiful women all night. I found comfort with cocktails and flirted half-heartedly with Duncan. He was a nice guy and good looking as well, but he was not Viper. However, the more I drank the more I relaxed and enjoyed myself.
“Do you want to dance?”, Duncan, who was almost as drunk as me, asked.
“Why not?”, I slurred and giggled. I jumped off my barstool and tripped over my own feet.
“Wow”, Duncan laughed as he placed his large hands on my hips. He led me to the dance floor and held me close to his body as we started to move to the music. There were not a lot of couples on the dance floor. I felt like I was on a merry-go-round and was glad that Duncan’s strong arms were holding me. I did not trust my limbs to hold me up anymore.
“He is looking straight at us”, Duncan whispered in my ear.
“What?”, I asked irritated.
“Viper”, Duncan explained softly. “He is looking right at us and I am telling you, he is jealous. That is what you wanted, right? I can help you to get him to open up.”
“How?”, I wanted to know, my heart pounding. All of a sudden I was not that drunk anymore. My heart was beating wildly. Viper was looking directly at us and he had murder written all over his face.
“I could kiss you.”
The thought of kissing Duncan was not necessarily pleasant, but what if it really worked? Did I even want that? Did I want Viper’s attention? Even though it would probably mean a broken heart afterwards?
I looked at Duncan and saw a wicked twinkle in his eyes.
“You are risking a lot, if you do that”, I said. “Viper could hurt you. Why would you do that?”
“Because Viper is my friend and he could use a little help. It’s been more than obvious for days now that he is interested in you. He is just not used to dealing with someone like you. He is still struggling with himself, whether he should go for it or not. He could use a little tiebreaker.”
“Okay”, I whispered softly and threw a quick glance at Viper. Yes, he was definitely pissed. His frown followed us wherever we were going.
“Don’t panic. It is just a kiss for show. No tongue. If I am right it will be a damn short kiss. I guess it will take Viper about three seconds to make it over here.”
I nodded and he lowered his lips to mine. It was not unpleasant, but the kiss was not the reason for my rapid heartbeat.
Viper
I watched all night as Fay got drunk and flirted with Duncan. I kept telling myself that it did not matter to me, and that it had no meaning, but that was a damn lie. The women tonight made it easy for me again and although I could have had ten on each finger, they all paled next to Fay. Not even their heavily applied make-up or their fake tits mattered. I knew that everything about Fay was real. I fantasized all night, how her breasts would feel in my hands and what color her nipples were. And while I was at it I asked myself how her pussy would taste. The thought drove me slowly but surely into madness. It became increasingly clear that I could not satisfy my pent up lust with any of the other women, but I also could not touch Fay. Damn.
I was sipping on my beer and watched as Fay jumped off her barstool and tripped. Duncan caught her in his arms and I clenched my hands into fists. It should have been my arms catching her. Shit! They walked arm in arm onto the dance floor and my blood was boiling as they started to dance, clinging to each other. I gritted my teeth so hard, I could hear them crunch. Everything around me was blurred. I was just fixated on the one couple, dancing tightly embraced on the dance floor. Duncan whispered something in her ear and she answered him. This went on for quite a while and I wanted to know, what kind of false promises the son of a bitch was whispering into the ears of my Fay. Wait! My Fay? Where the hell did that thought come from now? Fuck, it really got me bad. I was too frustrated, angry and horny to keep a straight thought. When Duncan leaned over to kiss Fay, something snapped in my head and I let out a deep grunt. I charged the dance floor like a madman and headed straight for Fay and Duncan. Barely having any control, I ripped Fay out of his arms and pushed her behind me. Then I took a swing and placed an upper cut that send Duncan to the floor. He grinned at me from the ground and wiped the blood off his lips.
“Not done fighting?”, he teased and I was about to charge him again but soft hands held my arm back.
“Viper”, Fay’s voice reached my ears like it came through a fog.
I turned around and stared at her. Her big brown eyes gave me a pleading look. I put my hand on her face and time seemed to stand still. My heartbeat was ringing in my ears.
“You are mine, Fay!”, I said firmly. “You belong to me, dammit!”
She looked at me puzzled, but did not say a word. She wet her lips with the tip of her tongue and I moaned inwardly. This woman would be my downfall. I had to taste her. Now! I could not wait any longer. I slowly lowered my lips onto hers while I put my hand possessively on her round butt, pressing her close to me. She placed her hands onto my chest and I cursed the fabric that cheated me out of her direct touch. I wanted to feel her naked body against mine without any disturbing fabric between us. After a few soft kisses I ran my tongue over her lips. I could feel her shiver in my arms and my heart was about to explode. Every little reaction of hers was a huge surge of adrenaline for me. When her lips parted gently, I pushed my tongue into her mouth, groaning. She tasted like fruit, a bit like liquor and I could not get enough of her. I was oblivious to everything around me. Only the woman in my arms mattered. Her scent, her taste, her touch on my skin.
She freed herself loose and looked at me, shocked. But it was not only shock I saw in her beautiful eyes. There was also unmistakable desire.
“Take me home, Viper”, she said softly and my dick twitched with anticipation. Yes, I would take her home and make love to her all night long, until she fell asleep from exhaustion.
I nodded, as I did not trust my voice. I was too excited to formulate a clear thought. Without even wasting a glance at those around us, I took her by the hand and led her out of the club. The driver opened the door to the limousine letting Fay get in first and I followed after her. As soon as I had given the driver his instructions, I was all over Fay. I could not keep my hands of her and was glad that she returned my kisses with the same passion. Her little hands went under my shirt and I moaned as I felt her touch my bare skin. I wanted to take her right there, on the leather seats of the limo, but I controlled myself. I wanted our first time to be perfect. Not in a car like I would have done with another woman. It did not seem odd at all that I regarded what was to come as our first time, and not our only time. I could not tell, how long it would last, but I was certain that one time was not enough to satisfy the hunger I had for Fay. The thought that another man would touch her after me drove me crazy. Mine! She was mine! For now, at least!
Fay
My head was spinning and I was not sure if it was the alcohol or Vipers’ kisses. His hands were all over me and I should have been in a panic. Instead I pressed myself against him, moaning. I could not get close enough to him. I wanted to crawl into him. His powerful chest muscles were moving under my hands and a flood of wetness soaked my already wet panties.
“Viper”, I gasped pleadingly. I finally wanted him, to feel him all the way. I did not even care that we were in a limousine and only the tinted window separated us from the driver and the rest of the world. “Please, Viper.”
“Not here, sweetheart”, he mumbled into my ear. “We are almost there. Believe me I want you just as much as you want me. I am dying a thousand deaths here, but I don’t want to miss a second of it.”
He nibbled on my ear and I moaned softly as hot shivers ran through my body.
“You have no idea how many sleepless nights you have caused me since you moved in, Fay”, he whispered into my ear. “I will touch every inch of your body and lick it, bite it. I want to know the sounds you make when I suck on your nipples, when I open your flower petals and drink your nectar. What do you like most, Fay?
When your pearl is caressed playfully or does it turn you on when I put her between my lips, sucking and biting down on it ever so gently?”
An unbearable heat ran through me with each of his words. I never thought that dirty talk like this could turn me on. Maybe it was the alcohol that made me lose my inhibition. Since I did not know what to answer him I pulled him closer to me and kissed him.
A knock on the door brought us back to reality and we realized the car had stopped. I quickly pulled back from Viper and tried to adjust my clothing. Viper watched me, grinning.
“Don’t bother, sweetheart. I will mess your clothing up again in a moment … - Well, soon we won’t need them at all.”
I blushed and Viper pressed a quick kiss on me before he opened up the car door and got out. He held out his hand and helped me get out of the car. The driver said his good bye with a knowing grin, but it did not really bother me as much as it should have. Sure! It had to be the alcohol!
As soon as Viper’s front door closed behind us we were all over each other again. Viper pushed me against the wall and kissed me deep and hard. His hands found his way under my skirt and ran up my legs. He grabbed my butt cheek and pinched me a little. I pushed myself against him. He was hard. I could feel him against my stomach.
“Fay”, he whispered softly. “I want you so bad, dammit, Fay! I am about to go crazy.”
He used his free hand and impatiently tore on the buttons of my blouse and they flew in all directions. The fabric gave a tearing sound and his demanding hands grabbed my breasts. I moaned as he ran his thumb through the fabric of my bra and over my hard nipples.
“Wrap your legs around me and hold tight”, he ordered as he grabbed my butt to lift me up. I threw my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck. He crossed the room holding me in his arms until we reached his door. I helped by opening the door to his room and he carried me inside, kicking the door shut with his foot. He lowered me onto his bed and crawled over me. His glance bore into mine. We were both breathing heavily and my heart was pounding wild again. I was terribly nervous. I was afraid of what was to come, but I wanted it so much that it was almost painful.
“Do you want me?” he asked quietly.
I nodded silently.
“Then say it”, he demanded. “Say it, Fay, because I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want as well.”
“I …” I said uncertain. “I … want to.”
He closed his eyes for a moment. I could see his fast and hard pulse on his neck. His face was a mask of pure concentration. When he opened his eyes, there was such passion in them, that my heart did a summersault.
“God, Fay, I want you so much that I don’t know how to muster the strength to be gentle”, he said with a strained voice.
I swallowed hard.
“Don’t … don’t be gentle then”, I said determined. I put my hand on his chest and my touch made him shiver.
A moan that sounded like a growl came over his half opened lips. My hand found his heartbeat. It was as fast as mine. “Viper, please”, I whispered. “Please.”
“Fay”, he moaned and kissed me. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and attacked my tongue aggressively. My arms found their way around his neck and I dug my nails into his flesh. The tingling between my legs was unbearable and demanding, and I pushed my groin towards him. We were still separated by our clothes and I wanted to feel him naked. As if he read my mind, me pulled back and sat up. He took off his shirt and I admired his defined torso. Every muscle seemed chiseled in marble. Appearing a bit clumsy, he removed his remaining clothes. I stared at his cock. It was big and bulging. I swallowed. Viper looked at me with a burning look, then reached into the waistband of my skirt and pulled it down. I feared that he would turn away disappointed when he saw that I did not have the same perfect build as those other women, but all I saw in his grey-green eyes was lust. He reached over and peeled off my blouse. I was in front of him, wearing only my underwear. His trained hands found the clasp of my bra between my breasts and opened it. He pulled the black laced top which he had bought for me and threw it on the floor. He looked at my breasts for a while and I was afraid he would find my breasts were too big, but then he whispered as if to himself: “So beautiful. So darn beautiful.”
He leaned down and covered my nipple with his lips. I gasped, startled as he gently began to suck. It felt like a flash of lighting was shooting down from my tormented nipple directly to my clit and I winced. He slowly let the tip of my breast slide out of his mouth and devoted himself to the other nipple with the same sweet agonizing attention.
He let go of my breasts and when his tongue slid down to my belly button, I remembered what he had told me in the car. That he wanted to take care of me with his mouth was scary and exciting at the same time. My hands were around his head and for a moment I was not sure if I should stop his head or push him lower. My clit was pulsating in need and I pushed my groin towards him.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart”, he said as wiggled his tongue downward. “I will caress your sweet little clit. All in due time.”
One hand ran up my leg, which amplified the pounding in my little pearl. Impatiently I awaited his touch, but he stroked gently over my swollen lips while avoiding my most sensitive spot. I whimpered and dug my fingers into his skull. There was no doubt anymore about what I wanted. I pushed his head down and he chuckled quietly.
“So impatient, sweetheart,” he murmured teasingly.
Then he did what he had promised me in the limo. With agonizing slowness, he parted my labia and circled my pearl without touching it. I winced and groaned.
“Tell me what to do,” he demanded.
“Please”, I whispered and pushed up my pelvis.
“I give you everything you want, but I want you to ask me for it,” he whispered.
“I can’t,” I said in a panic. “I have never done … I have never …”
“Say it, Fay! Tell me what to do,” he demanded again and circled my pearl with the tip of his tongue.
My clit throbbed in protest. I apparently knew what I needed but could not say it out loud. I could not tell him that I wanted him to lick my clit until I came … That I wanted him to put his hard cock inside of me. I just couldn’t.
Light as a feather, his tongue slid over my pearl once and I flinched, groaning. I had the feeling that I was about to peak, but the short, delicate touch was not enough to take me there. I whimpered.
“You want more, sweetheart?” he whispered softly. “Then ask me for it.”
I groaned and squirmed under him. I needed it. I could not wait any longer. How hard could it be to say the words? Words that I had never spoken before.
“Please”, I begged at the verge of tears. “Make me … make me come.”
“Good girl,” he said, satisfied as he ran his tongue around my opening, slid up to my clit and gently licked it while his finger entered me. His finger found a sensitive spot inside of me and I squirmed while he caressed me. He let a second finger glide into me and I heard a smacking noise, as he let them glide in and out rhythmically. I felt like I was about to climax. Then he took my pearl between his lips and slid the tip of his tongue hard into it. I arched my back, screaming as the tidal wave broke over me inside.
“Viper!” I cried out, sobbing as my whole body started to shake.
“It’s okay, sweetheart”, said Viper. “Just let it go.”
I had no idea that an orgasm could be this overpowering and last such a long time. I broke down sobbing and trembling as my climax subsided slowly. Viper laid down next to me and took me into his arms.
“I’m here,” he whispered softly. “I got you. Shh!”
He moved away a bit and brushed my sticky hair off my face.
“Are you okay?”, he asked.
I nodded.
He smiled and gently kissed my nose, my forehead and finally my lips. I put my arms around his neck and pulled myself towards him.
“Please, Viper” I begged him. “
I want you … inside of me.”
His kiss became more intense, as he got on top of me. He reached over to his night stand and took a condom out of the drawer. He opened the wrapper with his teeth, quickly put on the protection and then placed himself between my thighs. I opened them wider to give him more room. His hardness pushed against my opening. For a moment I was tempted to close my legs as the thought of Martin entered my mind.
It is not Martin, I told myself. It is Viper. He will never hurt you.
I felt him enter me and I cried out softly. He moved slowly, little by little he pushed himself deeper into me until he was completely inside me. His eyes found mine and I saw such a tenderness in them that it touched my heart. I knew right at this moment that I was falling in love with him. It was as unavoidable as the next thrust of his hardness inside of me.
“Fay”, he said quietly. “God, you feel so good. I don’t think I can hold back for long. Oh! Fuck! Fay!”
I wrapped my legs around his hips and pushed up my pelvis with each push. I could feel the tension building up in me again. Viper’s heavy breath … his concentrated facial expression, the hard muscles under my hands, all of that added to the fact that I was being pushed higher and higher.
“I am close, Fay” he moaned and ran his hand between us to rub my clitoris. “Come for me, sweetheart! Now!”
And I came. I called out his name. He stilled, threw his head back and moaned “Fuck, Fay. Yes! Fuck, yeaaah!”
I could feel him throbbing inside of me until he lowered himself onto me, powerless, his weight only held by his forearms. Even though he was not on me with his full weight, I felt almost crushed but not in an unpleasant way. I liked how his heavy body felt on mine, so close that no clothes would fit between us. He put his forehead against mine and I could feel his breath on my face. His heartbeat was pounding against my chest. I closed my eyes. What I had just experienced with Viper exceeded everything I could have imagined. The only kind of sex I knew was painful and disgusting. I had no idea it could be like this between man and woman if sex was consensual. I wondered if Viper had this experience with other women he had been with. Somehow that thought disturbed me because this had been very special for me and I wanted it to be special for him, too. This night was probably the only night I would ever get from him. One night! That was his usual limit, right?