by Opal Carew
Now, as she walked toward the elevator, his cock started to swell, and when he pushed the elevator button and she turned away from him as one of the elevators in another column dinged, he hardened to full readiness at the sight of her round ass, with no panty line, there in front of him. The slinky fabric clung to her fine form, and reminded him if he stroked over that fabric, there would be practically nothing between him and her naked skin.
Liv stepped onto the elevator and he followed. She reached to push the button for the lobby, but he pressed the one for the nineteenth floor instead. She glanced at him in surprise.
“You didn’t think I’d take you back to the house with all those people there, did you?” He pulled a key card from his pocket. “I had us checked in earlier and the chauffeur gave me this when he picked us up.”
* * *
Liv drew in a deep breath. She had thought they were going back to the house, and had expected to have the drive home to calm herself, but now she had only moments until she found herself alone in a bedroom with Shock.
No matter how much she wanted to be with him, she still felt supremely nervous about this. It was not just the anxiety that her long-instilled fear would get the best of her—and if it didn’t, that the act would hurt—but… what if she didn’t please him? Or that she didn’t meet his expectations, which was actually pretty likely. After all, he’d wanted her for years. He must have built up an idea of what it would be like to be with her, and she couldn’t possibly live up to that.
The doors slid open at the nineteenth floor and Shock took her elbow and guided her from the elevator. They walked down the hall and turned to the right, then stopped in front of a double door. He slid the key card into the slot and opened the door.
She stepped into the large suite and drew in a breath. There was a stunning view of the lakes out the window, the setting sun glinting on their golden surfaces, the sky alight with rose and mauve clouds outlined in golden sunlight.
The door closed behind them, and she felt Shock move closer. He put his arm around her waist and led her into the living room to the couch facing the window. They sat down, his arm still around her, and watched the sunset together. She noticed a standing bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne nestled in it.
“I’d like a glass of champagne,” she said when he continued to ignore the bottle.
“Are you sure? After how if affected you earlier …”
She smiled. “It’s not like you don’t already have my consent, and … it will help me to relax.”
He pulled the bottle from the bucket, popped the cork, and poured the sparkling wine into the tall stem glasses on the glass table in front of the couch, then handed her one.
“You’re nervous.”
She nodded, then clinked her glass against his. She went to drink and he stopped her, then hooked his arm around hers in a corny but romantic gesture. She sipped the champagne and felt the warmth flow down her throat, then spread through her whole body.
“You must know I won’t hurt you.”
“But …” She gazed at him with wide eyes. “What if I’m not all you hoped I’d be?”
He smiled tenderly and stroked the hair from her face. “There’s absolutely no danger of that.”
“But how do you know?”
“Because of who you are. Because of what we’ve already experienced.” He drew her closer and brushed his lips against hers in a gentle caress. “Because of what I feel anytime I get near you.”
He cupped the back of her head and drew her face closer, then kissed her again. This time deeper, and more poignantly.
“I want you so bad, every nerve in my body aches for you.” He took her hand and pressed it to his chest, over his heart.
Under the fine silk of his shirt, Liv could feel his heart beating, a thunderous roar. She stared at his chest in wonder.
“Can you feel it? How much I want you?”
Could he mean he had deeper feelings for her, and wanted more than a physical relationship?
That thought shook her whole world.
Was he falling in love with her?
Because she could so easily fall head over heels in love with him.
She pulled the brakes on that line of thought. Shock had lusted after her for a long time and wanted to follow that attraction to its logical conclusion. That was all. Just a fling to experience what he couldn’t in college.
The pounding of his heart was the result of physical desire. No more than that. And she would be a fool to believe there could be more.
He had waited a long time for this, so she wouldn’t keep him waiting any longer.
She stood up and, heedless of the unobstructed window in front of them, and in the fiery finale of the blazing sunset, she pulled the straps of the black dress off her shoulders and allowed the slinky fabric to drop to the floor.
Shock had been watching her every move, and now his brown eyes heated to the color of dark chocolate as his gaze swept down her body, taking in every inch of her, then settling on her puckered nipples. She stepped toward him until her legs brushed against his knees, and he opened them and rested his hands on her waist, then drew her forward.
He admired her breasts, focusing on the hard nubs, then glanced at her face.
“You are incredibly sexy.”
“The outfit you got me makes me look—”
He cut her off. “No. You are incredibly sexy. These things only enhance your incredible beauty.”
She felt her cheeks flush. “Thank you.”
He chuckled and tightened his hands around her waist, drawing her closer. “No, thank you.”
Her breasts were at his eye level, and he stared at them, admiring. Finally, she reached around behind her and unfastened the hooks, then drew away the demi-bra, removing all barriers to his touch.
He took the hint and tucked his hand under one of her naked breasts, lifting slightly, then his thumb found the nub and brushed over it ever so lightly.
Sparks flared inside her.
“Oh, that feels so nice,” she crooned.
He smiled and cupped the other breast, then brushed that nipple, too. She felt weak in the knees.
“Sit,” he commanded, and when she did, he lowered himself to the floor, kneeling in front of her. He pressed her back against the couch, then leaned in and brushed his tongue lightly over her nipple.
“Oh, yes.” She could barely handle the wave of subtle sensations sweeping through her like subdued fireworks expanding and flashing in slow motion.
After treating each of her nubs to his delicious tongue play, she felt his mouth close over one and suckle it ever so lightly. She melted against the back of the couch.
“Oh, God, that feels so good.”
He caressed her other breast as he suckled her nipple, then he switched sides. She wove her fingers through his dark brown hair and found herself drawing him closer to her. He sucked harder and she gasped.
His hands glided downward, past the lacy garter belt at her waist, to the elastic of her tiny panties.
He smiled. “You put them on over the garter belt.”
“Is that wrong?” she asked, drawn out of the web of pleasure.
He kissed her cheek. “No, it’s perfect.”
Then he pulled the delicate garment down her hips, and she lifted her ass so he could pull it down farther, then slide it off her legs.
He pressed her knees apart and stared at her intimate folds. She felt her cheeks heat. She loved his admiring gaze, but it made her self-conscious.
But he stroked her breast again, then his lips found her nipple and she floated away on a sea of sensual abandon.
His fingers glided down her belly and she tensed when she felt him stroke her folds, then glide along her slick slit. But he moved slowly and she soon found herself relaxing into the delightful sensations.
As he stroked her, an ache built deep inside that only he could fulfill. She clutched his shirt, needing more from him. But the feel of the smooth silk in h
er hands reminded her he was still fully clothed, while she was essentially naked.
She started unbuttoning his shirt, wanting to feel the warm, smooth skin of his broad chest. The heat inside her flared. She wanted to see his erection. To admire his extraordinarily long, thick member.
But he caught her hands, then raised them to his lips and kissed them. “Not yet, my love.”
His mouth captured one of her nipples again and sucked, making her moan. Then he kissed lightly down her belly. She was caught up in the mesmerizing pleasure of his lips moving over her skin, but when she felt his fingers stroke her folds, and he pressed her knees wider and leaned in to kiss her down there, she gripped his shoulders and tried to draw him up again.
“No, I want you to make love to me. If you do that—”
“Liv, you know you can have more than one orgasm. If I give you pleasure now, you’ll still be able to orgasm when we make love. Women have an infinite capacity for pleasure.”
“It won’t take away from … when we do it?”
He laughed and kissed her belly button. “Not at all. In fact, I think it will help relax you.”
She stopped resisting as he spread her knees wide. His face moved lower, then she felt his tongue brush against her intimate flesh and she moaned.
“You are so sweet, my love. I could taste you all day long.”
She arched against him and he pressed his tongue deeper inside her. His fingers drew her folds apart and his tongue drifted over her sensitive nub. She gasped at the exquisite pleasure.
“Oh, Shock.” The pleasure increased. “Oh, yes.”
His fingers played over her folds, dipping lightly into her opening as his tongue caressed and cajoled. She ran her fingers through his hair as he lapped at her, her breath quickening as more blissful sensations washed through her. His tongue swept over her clit again and she gasped, Then his fingers stroked her slit in sweeping motions, and she arched, moaning as intense pleasure swept through her like a tidal wave. She rode the crest of pleasure, moaning in ecstasy, her head thrown back.
It went on and on as he kept licking and stroking her in a never-ending flood of bliss.
Finally it ended in a slow descent from heaven, and she basked in the delight of his physical closeness.
He leaned back, a smile on his face. She gazed at him, a smile raising the corners of her own lips.
“I want to see you now. All of you,” she said.
He stood up, his smile broadening, and he slowly stripped off his suit jacket, then his tie. He unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time, whereas she would have wanted to tear them off in one jerk. She licked her lips as he pulled down his zipper, then pushed his pants past his hips. Then he stood before her with only black briefs on, not the boxers she knew he usually wore.
They were tight and sexy, showing the outline of his long, hard erection. In fact, the head started peeking out the top as she stared at him.
“You’re so big.”
He chuckled. “The better to fuck you with, my dear.” Then his face grew somber. “I’m sorry, Liv. Are you worried? About my size, I mean? It might hurt a little, but it will pass.”
“No, I like how big it is. It looks so … sturdy.”
“I guess that’s one way to describe it.”
“Let’s get it out here where I can see it so I can think of a better word.”
He laughed and pushed his briefs to the ground, then stood up.
Her gaze fell on him and her insides quivered. She had seen him yesterday in the bathroom, but now he was totally naked, so she finally had a better appreciation of his length and girth.
Would that thing really fit inside her?
Her insides quivered. She hoped so!
“So, what do you have to say now?” he asked.
Her wide eyes stared at him for a while longer, an ache growing inside her. His cock twitched under her intense scrutiny.
“Awesome!”
He laughed.
Then she wrapped her hand around him and stroked.
“Come closer. I want it in my mouth.”
He moved closer and she guided him to her lips and opened. Wide. His big, bulbous head slipped into her mouth and she wrapped her lips around him, licking the tip. Then she remembered that he’d told her he liked to be licked around the ridge of the head, so she ran her tongue around its underside.
“Oh, baby.”
Then she sucked and he moaned. She stroked his balls, cupping and caressing them in her palm. She began to move up and down on his shaft, taking him as deep as she could, then gliding back, then going deep again. She continued to stroke him, and when she only had the head in her mouth, she began to suck.
“Baby, I’m not like you. If you make me come right now, I won’t be able to make love to you, at least not right away.”
He guided her away from his cock and locked gazes with her. “It’s your choice, but if you finish this now, you’ll have to wait before you can have the complete experience.”
She was torn. She wanted to run her lips up and down his big cock and feel the pleasure of making him come. Feeling that power over him was a heady experience.
But her insides ached for the feel of him inside her. To have him glide deep into her, over and over again, until they both found their release together.
She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock, giving his shaft a little squeeze with her hand, then she let go and looked up at him.
“I want you to take me. Show me what it should be like between a man and a woman.”
He smiled, then swept her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. Liv gasped at the sight of a hundred pillar candles glowing around the room.
“Oh, it’s beautiful. Why didn’t you bring me in here right away?”
“Because it wouldn’t have been as effective before the sun set.”
She glanced around and realized the sun had gone down enough that it was getting dark.
Shock carried her to the bed and she saw that the covers had been turned down and red rose petals covered the white sheets. He laid her on the bed, then lay on his side beside her. His lips found hers and he kissed her. The scent of the petals, along with his musky male cologne, blended to an intoxicating fragrance. She breathed in deeply as she gazed into his eyes.
He stroked her hair from her face. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”
“Yes. Please make love to me, Shock. I want to feel you inside me.”
He shifted over her, his knees between hers, then she felt something hot and hard press against her slick folds. His cockhead glided the length of her slit, then pressed against her center. She felt pressure as he pushed forward, slowly but steadily. His cockhead pushed inside a little, stretching her. A man had done this once before, so she knew she wouldn’t have the pain of her hymen breaking again, but Shock was so big. So thick.
She started to get nervous and Shock must have seen it in her eyes. He kissed her lips. “Do you want me to stop?”
She hesitated, then shook her head. “No, I want this. Please, just push inside.”
His cock glided forward in a slow steady stroke, pushing deep inside her. At first she felt pain, but as she grew accustomed to him, the discomfort gave way to pleasure. She clung to his shoulders, breathing heavily.
“Are you okay?” Shock asked against her ear.
She nodded, then found her voice. “Yes, I …” But there were no words to express the intensity of what she felt.
He drew back and she was afraid he was going to stop, but then he pushed into her again, slowly and gently.
As he pulled back again, his cockhead dragging along her inner passage, she moaned as her body grew more comfortable with him inside her. She’d never felt anything like this before. Exquisite. Delightful. Powerfully intense.
“Baby, I’ve wanted this for so long, I don’t know how long I can hold on, but I’ll try to keep going until you come. If I can’t, I promise, I’ll make it up to you,” he said as he stroked inside
her again.
“Just make love to me, Shock. That’s all I need. No matter what happens.”
He glided in and out of her, and pleasure swept through her. She clutched his shoulders and spread her legs wider, amazed at how her body had stretched to accommodate him.
“Oh, Shock, yes. It feels so good.”
She wanted to burst into tears as he began to move faster, although she could tell by the tension in his muscles and his jaw that he was holding back, being gentle with her. Then a sudden burst of pleasure shot through her and she moaned.
Bliss continued to radiate through her, and she clung to his shoulders, moaning his name.
“Are you coming for me, baby?” he asked, staring into her eyes and pressing his forehead to hers.
She couldn’t answer with the intense wave of sensations sweeping over her, but she murmured his name again and again. Then she felt him jerk forward, and she could feel his cock pulsing inside her, hot liquid filling her. The sensation had a magical effect on her, driving her over the edge and catapulting her to a mind-shattering orgasm.
She held on tight to Shock as they both moaned their releases.
He kept driving into her, keeping her in a state of ecstasy for what seemed like forever.
But finally he slowed and she floated back to earth.
“Baby, that was fantastic,” he panted against her ear. He kissed her, then smiled. “I got the feeling you enjoyed it, too.”
She shrugged and tried to hold back a smile. “It was okay.”
He raised an eyebrow in response, and she buried her head against his chest and laughed. She never knew sex would be so much fun.
She relaxed into his arms and just enjoyed the afterglow. Soon she felt herself drift off in the warmth of his embrace.
* * *
Liv woke up in the middle of the night in the comfort of Shock’s arms, and she realized she wanted to be there forever. For him it might just be a physical relationship, something he’d longed to experience with her since college, but to her it was much, much more.