“Yes.” She is panting hard. “It-it’s been a long time for me and my breasts have always been sensitive. I’m sorry.” She turns her head sideways, looking embarrassed.
“Sorry? What the hell are you sorry for? Knowing that I did that to you makes me feel…well makes me feel like the shit.”
She smiles up at me. “Your mouth and tongue are pretty spectacular. Your teeth and fingers too.”
“Spectacular huh? Let’s see if I can keep up my reputation with you.”
I move my hands down her stomach to the side zipper on her skirt. I undo the button and slowly pull down the zipper. How I’m managing to do anything slowly when I really just want to rip her skirt and panties off and fuck her until she does scream is beyond me. But I know she deserves to have as much pleasure as I can give her and I want to be her best ever. Especially since she told me that it’s been awhile. Yas lifts herself up so I can pull off her skirt and she is left in satiny boy short panties that match the bra she removed a few minutes ago.
I stop to look her over from head to toe and can’t believe how lucky I am to be here with her. “Do I need to take those off myself, too?” she asks me in amusement.
“How much do you like these panties?” I ask her huskily, while I hook my fingers into each side.
Her eyes widen and then the surprised look in her eyes turns hungry. “I could care less about the damn panties.”
“Good answer,” I say as I yank and rip them off of her.
Now she’s fully bare to me and fucking beautiful everywhere. Her breasts are still damp and swollen from my attentions, her slightly rounded stomach and hips are sexy as fuck and her pussy is pink and glistening. And bare. “So I see you made your waxing appointment,” I tease and she nods, smirking at me. “Your body is so amazing, Yas. I mean it. I could look at it all day. Not today, though. I need to touch you and kiss you some more and then bury my cock in you until we both scream.”
“Yes. Please do that. But I want to touch you, too.” She reaches for me but I pull back.
“Not yet. I’m the guest in your house so I get to go first. Plus, if you touch me now, it will be all over before I even make it inside of you.”
“That’s okay,” She says trying again to reach for my crotch. “You jerked off in the shower three times in like thirty minutes. You can recover pretty fast.”
I dodge her again. “I want my cock in your pussy or your mouth when I come the first time with you.”
“My mouth?” Her eyes light up and she dives forward.
I catch her wrists to stop her. “Pussy. I meant pussy.”
“But you said mouth. You don’t want me to suck and lick you off?” She pretends to pout.
Her words make me jerk forward as my cock tries to bust out of my shorts on its own. “Of course I want that,” I say through clenched teeth. “What guy wouldn’t want that? But, I also really want to explore the rest of you. So, please let me. Please.” I think the please is what gets through to her so she backs up and lays down again.
I lift her right leg up and contemplate removing her heels. I decide to leave them on but start kissing her ankle above the strap. I move up to her calf and a shiver runs through her. I look up to see her eyes, dark and hooded, watching me. “You like to watch me put my mouth on you Yas?” I ask as I move up and turn her knee to kiss the sensitive spot on the back.
“Y-yes,” she stammers.
“Good. I like you watching me.” I reach her thighs but instead of going higher, I drop her leg and grab the left one, making the same trail up her leg. This time when I reach her thigh, I don’t stop this time as I kiss, lick and suck on her supple flesh. I go back and forth between the two and she is in a frenzy by the time I pause.
“Please Scott, if you don’t want to go down on me that’s fine, but at least touch me. Please.” Just like my please had an effect on her, hers affects me too. I pause and look up at her, see the begging in her eyes and I know that I am going to use my mouth, tongue and fingers to take care of her ache. As I am bending down, I realize that I am not just doing this for her. I do want to taste her. I’m not going to say it like in a cheesy romance novel, but I want it just the same and I can show her just how much.
* * *
Yasmin
After I beg him to touch me, I see Scott lower his head. A second later, his tongue slides over my slit and his mouth sucks my clit in. I fly up off the bed so he moves a hand up to rest on my stomach, holding me down. His other hand moves to my center and he slips a finger in. He moves it in and out in time with his tongue swirling and his mouth sucking. My hands are twisted in that silky hair of his and I scratch his skull as he takes me higher. I am getting closer when he slides a second finger in, twists them both and bites down on my clit at the same time. I scream his name and come harder than I ever have in my life. My orgasm goes on and on, probably because it has been so long and my body needed the release. He keeps licking and sucking and pumping, going slower and gentler as I finally come back down.
He lifts his head, smiling like the Cheshire Cat and starts moving up my body, kissing my stomach and then biting my hip, hard. I yelp and he starts kissing and licking it to make it better.
“I’m sorry. I have just been wanting to mark you and I knew you wouldn’t like it on your neck where everyone could see.”
“Mark me? Am I yours now?” I smile at him lazily, still sated from my two orgasms.
“I hope so. Will you be mine?” he asks, looking me in the eye.
“Yes. If you’ll be mine. Do I get to mark you too? I mean it’s my turn, right?” I ask, sitting up.
“Fuck yeah, Yas. You can mark me anywhere.” He moves over me and lays down on the bed with his arms behind his head.
“Hmm. You are wearing too many clothes for me to decide where yet.” I say as I reach for his belt buckle. I pull his shorts and boxer briefs off together because I’m impatient. I can see him in his underwear later. He kicks off his shoes and is totally bare to me now.
I take him all in and he is so hot and beautiful that I think my eyes are going to permanently cross. His chest and abs lead into those perfect “V” oblique muscles and then down to his thatch of black hair. Pointed straight out at me is a magnificent cock. It’s big, but not scary big, and thick. My mouth is literally watering at the sight but I make myself keep looking. His thighs are leanly muscled like the rest of him and he has light hair on his legs, just like on his chest. I am SO glad that he is not hairy. A little hair is okay, but I am not a fan of hairy guys. I want to touch and kiss him everywhere but first I have something that I need to tell him.
“Scott?” I look him in the eyes and continue. “Thank you for…well for…you know.” I blush and look down.
He rears up to sitting and tilts my chin up to look in his eyes again. “You don’t have to thank me, Yas. I didn’t do that just for you.” He holds up a hand when I open my mouth. “And that’s all I’m going to say about it. But don’t be surprised if I do it again.” His eyes, which are incredibly dark now, sparkle as I push him back down.
I kiss and lick both of his nipples for a few minutes as he growls and plays with my hair and then trail kisses down his ribs and abs. I lick both of his obliques and he comes up off the bed. “Easy. I have barely even started.” I tease him with a version of his own words.
I could kiss up and down his legs like he did to me but I don’t have his patience. I kneel down between his legs and bend over. I see the pre cum glistening on the tip of his cock and I look up at him as I lick it off. His eyes are so dark green that they are almost black and his fists are now clenched tightly in my comforter, twisting it. I move my head back down and lick him from base to tip and then take him into my mouth. I fist my hand around the bottom of him and move it in time with my mouth. Almost immediately, he starts thrusting into me. I reach down with my other hand and massage his balls. I can feel him getting closer when he wrenches me off of him.
“I need to be inside of you now,” he growl
s as he flips me onto my back in the middle of the bed. He starts to leave me and I protest. “I need to get condoms out of my pocket, Yas.”
“In the bedside table. I just bought some today,” I pant.
He opens the drawer and draws out a strip. “Some? You must have over 100 in here. Feeling optimistic?”
“I didn’t know what kind you would like,” I say defensively, then add. “But yes, I was hoping that you would want me more than once tonight.”
“I like whatever will get me inside of you. Brands and styles don’t matter. And I plan to be inside of you as much as you’ll let me tonight. You said it’s been awhile for you and it has been for me too. So, I’m not sure how many times we can go and still be walking tomorrow. But, I’m game if you are.” He quickly covers himself.
“You better not leave this bed unless you’re crawling out of it,” I shoot back and reach for him while I spread my legs wide.
I position him at my entrance and he starts to slowly move inside while holding himself up above me. It hurts a little since it’s been so long and I involuntarily flinch.
“Are you okay?” he asks, stopping. Worry is in his eyes and all I want to see is desire. I am already adjusting to him and the pain is going away.
“Yes, I just had to get used to you. Please start moving.” I know that I have begged a bunch of times already tonight, but I don’t feel self-conscious with him.
“You don’t have to beg for anything from me, Yas. If you want something just tell me and I’ll give it to you. I mean it. I’m not just talking about when we are in bed, either.”
His words bring tears to my eyes. “Me too,” I sniffle. “I’ll give you anything I can. And don’t look so worried, these are happy tears. Now, I am going to ask you again without begging. Can you start moving? I’m going crazy here.”
“Your wish is my command,” he says as he thrusts into me fully. I arch into him and start meeting him thrust for thrust as I wrap my legs around him and use my heels to urge him on. He is still being too gentle although I can feel myself building. I want more.
“Harder, Scott, harder.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, fuck me hard. I need it.” This spurs him on and he drives me hard into the bed, gripping my hips to hold me in place. I feel like my bed is going to collapse any minute now.
“I’m close, Yas. Where are you?” he asks between kisses.
“I’m getting there.” That must not be the right answer because he removes his mouth from mine and bends down to latch it on my breast. He also takes one hand off my hip and moves it down between us. The sensations of his cock pounding into me, his mouth sucking and nibbling my nipple, and his fingers circling my clit send me skyward. I come screaming his name and then reach out and bite his shoulder, hard.
That sends him over with me. “Fuck Yas! Fuuckk!” he yells as his body shakes along with mine.
He collapses on me and immediately apologizes. “I’ll get off of you in a minute, baby. I can’t move yet.” I run my fingers up and down his spine.
“Take your time. I’m not going anywhere. Oh and I’m sorry about your shoulder.” I add as I look at the teeth marks I have left in him. I’m surprised that I didn’t break the skin.
* * *
Scott
I look over when Yas apologizes and see the mark forming over the imprints of her teeth on my shoulder. I lift up a little and smile down at her. “I told you to mark me wherever you wanted. And that was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced. Leading into what I can honestly say was the most intense orgasm that I have ever felt.”
She smiles up at me shyly. “Really?”
“Was it not that good for you?” I ask her, frowning.
“Umm, hello. You made me come three times and the last time was so intense that I bit you. It was more than good, it was fucking amazing.” She kisses me and I feel myself getting hard again inside of her.
I jump up because I need to get the used condom off of me—and put a new one on so I can start round 2. If she’s ready, that is. “I need to get this condom off. I know you could feel me getting hard. I’ve never recovered this fast but I am more than happy to have you again if you’re ready. If you’re not, we can wait.” I head to her bathroom while I wait for her answer.
“I’m ready, but this time I want to have you.” she yells to me.
“Have me?” I ask as I walk back in the room.
“Yes, I want to ride your cock. Can I?” She has a condom in her hand already and is tearing it open.
“I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that question,” I tell her as I climb onto the bed and rollover onto my back.
“Oh, I think I do,” she says as she leans over to roll the condom on my now fully hard erection. She straddles me and sinks down onto me slowly. She is so hot and wet for me, like she was the first time. And so tight. I slide in easier this time but her walls are still hugging me tightly.
“God, you feel so good.”
“So do you,” she tells me as she moves faster rolling her hips back and forth as she rides me. I pull her down a little so that my mouth can play with her tits. The angle pushes her clit against my cock as it moves in and out. She puts her hands behind me and holds onto her headboard as she moves faster and harder on me, close to her release.
“Scott!” she yells out as her body starts shaking and her walls start milking me from the inside. “Yes, oh God, yes.” And then, she screams again.
I tighten my grip on her hips and thrust up into her as hard as I can. I’m a little worried about hurting her but I know it won’t be long. My spine is tingling and my balls are tightening. And then, I’m going over the edge, my body as still as it can be while my cock is jerking inside of her.
I’m in trouble, big trouble, because that time was even better than the first and I can’t imagine that being with Yasmin will ever be less than amazing.
Chapter 11
Yasmin
I wake up blissfully sore with my head on Scott’s chest and his arms around me. I don’t know what time it is and I’m not sure that I care. We were together four times before falling asleep and then woke each other up another two times in the middle of the night. We used our hands and mouths on each other those times but the orgasms were no less explosive. The man is a sex God and by his reactions to me, I think that I may be a sex Goddess.
“What are you smiling about?” that sexy voice asks me. “Are you thinking about my cock?”
I tip my head up and see his matching smile staring back at me. “Yes, I am. Your mouth, too.” I should be embarrassed to be saying that but, after last night—and early this morning—I’m feeling bold.
I stretch and turn to get up. “Where are you going? I thought we couldn’t leave the bed until we were crawling out of it,” Scott protests.
“I know, but that was because I was a little distracted and not thinking about work.” I let the sheet slide off of me and head toward the bathroom.
“Play hooky. You’re the boss. You can take a day off.”
I want to, I really do but I know that I can’t. “I can’t. I want to but I really can’t. Besides, don’t you want to work on your secret project?”
He chuckles. “It’s not really a secret and yes, I do want to work on it. But for the first time that I can remember, I would rather be somewhere else than in front of a computer.”
“I would rather be with you too, but I really have to go in. First, I need to shower.”
“What a coincidence. I need a shower, too.” He smirks and starts to get up.
“Oh no. If you come in here with me, we will never leave. Plus you have no clothes here.” I put my hands flat on his chest to keep some distance between us as he steps up to me.
“You don’t want to shower with me?” He turns on puppy dog eyes—a look I haven’t seen on him before—and pouts.
“After last night, you know that I would love to do pretty much anything with you that involves no clothes. But, we
can’t this morning.” It’s hard to stay firm when I have my hands on him, but I have to. An idea comes to me and I tell him, “How about I come by your place after work and we can take a nighttime shower there and try out your bed.”
He looks scared and takes a step back. “No. I told you that I don’t let anyone but my family into my place.”
“But, you let me in yesterday and I thought that after last night…I mean you said that I was yours and you were mine…”
“I did and I meant it but you can’t come over. I can come here again tonight. I’ll bring dinner.” He engulfs me in his arms and places a kiss on my head.
I want to sink into his arms but his words hurt me. I knew that I wasn’t good enough, but he made me believe that he felt differently. Now, I know. “You should go. I’ll text you later to let you know if I’m free tonight.”
“If you’re free? What the fuck do you mean by that?” His eyes are flashing with anger as he looks at me like I grew a second head.
“I mean that I’m not the type of girl who is fine with being treated like she isn’t good enough.” I turn away because I can’t hold back the tears anymore. “Just leave.”
“I can’t leave like this. Turn around and talk to me.” I shudder with a sob and strong hands grab my shoulders to turn me to him. “Are you crying? No, Yas, no. Don’t cry. There are things you don’t know, reasons why I’m the way I am. It has nothing to do with you how I feel about you. I promise you that. I don’t want you to ever say or think that you aren’t good enough. You are. You’re more than good enough. I don’t deserve you, but I’m not willing to let you go.” I look up into eyes filled with sincerity.
“You can tell me anything. Can you tell me about those things? I-I care about you, Scott. I now we haven’t known each other long, but I do care about you.”
“I care about you, too. But, I don’t know if I can tell you. It’s so hard for me to think about, I don’t know if I can say the words out loud. I’m sorry. Can you be patient with me while I try to work my shit out?”
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