by Harper Sloan
When I sat up, I saw his face fall because he thought I was saying no. I shook my head at him as I swung myself up and over so that I was straddling him. His eyes blazed as I adjusted myself on his lap, gently rubbing against his erection.
Leaning over I whispered into his ear, “My answer is yes.”
The breath he let out was massive, almost like he'd been holding it in the entire time I was doing mental gymnastics about whether I should do it or not. He smiled like I’d just announced that we’d won our biggest contract ever.
In that moment he looked so young and happy, like he didn’t have a care in the world. I'd never seen him look so content or excited, and I tucked the memory of his reaction into my heart, never wanting to forget him like that. Even if he never acknowledged it, being with me meant something to him that filled him with happiness.
I wiggled a little bit on his lap, causing him to gasp. Just like that, I was desperate for him to be inside of me again.
He smiled at me and shook his head in the negative. “Oh fuck no, baby. This time we’re going to do this slowly and gently. I want to enjoy every inch of you.”
I gave a groan as I chuckled. “There’s nothing wrong with fast and hard. Last night was incredible. We can get to slow later.”
He gave me the sexiest smirk as he quickly rolled us so that I was under him. “Last night was fucking amazing. We will so be doing that again, but this time, we're going to go slow. I’ve wanted to do this for a year, and I need to take this all in. I’m going to savor you.”
That was quite a revelation! He had really felt it too, and I had never really suspected. I wondered if he knew that I had been feeling the same way toward him.
In no time at all he had me naked, and I stopped wondering if he'd always known that I wanted him. Nothing mattered anymore but being with him. Our lips met and we started kissing again. The smell and the taste of him was a drug that turned me into a pile of pure need, and the way he kissed was perfect.
The speed with which I got fully aroused around him was alarming. That had never happened before. In fact, with the two other guys I'd had sex with, I’d been barely lukewarm. I'd always been able to make myself come like crazy, but no one else had been able to get me there. Until Dante, I’d never had an orgasm with somebody else in the room. Coming while a cock was buried inside of me had been a feeling I'd started to believe I'd never experience. I was happy to be proven wrong. Dante had made it worth the wait.
Running my fingers through his hair, I kept kissing him as I shifted my hips up so that my core brushed against the front of his jeans. Wrenching his mouth away, he looked down at me with a fire in his eyes that left no doubt as to how he was feeling. Pulling the elastic holder out of my hair, he spread my hair out on the pillow. “I love when your hair is loose like this, like it’s just for me.” I stared at him in wonder, amazed to be discovering this new side of him. He was such a generous and amazing lover, so caring and considerate. He looked at me like I was one of the wonders of the world, which in turn made me want him even more.
He ran his hands gently up my torso as he watched me, and I shivered from the sensation as goosebumps broke out across my skin. He was seducing me with his gentle touch, melting my brain one stroke at a time. Leaning over me, he pushed my hair back and gently licked my ear.
I’d never had my ears nibbled on before, and it was a serious turn on for me because it kicked my arousal higher. Kissing his way across my throat he went to the other ear and I moaned when he licked along the shell of my ear. “Mm. That feels good!”
He chuckled softly, his breath skittering across my skin as he licked and nibbled my ear. I was losing a bit more of myself with his every move. Gradually, he made his way from my ears on down as he started kissing, licking and sucking his way down my throat and chest, until he reached my breasts. My nipples were pebbled, and it felt amazing when he started alternating back and forth, licking and sucking them both. He ignored my pleas for him to hurry, instead continuing to take his time and suckle them both until he'd had his fill.
I found it harder and harder to stay still, and it only got tougher when he started licking his way further down my body. By the time he got to my belly button and started making circles around it with his tongue, I was panting. I understood what he meant about going slow, but I desperately needed to be touching him.
I put my hands into his hair and pulled his mouth back up to mine so we could kiss. As our tongues dueled, I started pulling his shirt off, breaking the kiss to pull it over his head. “Take the pants off, Dante. You’re ridiculously overdressed for this.”
Standing, he quickly shucked his shoes and jeans. My sex clenched and my breath hitched when I realized that he hadn't been wearing underwear. His cock jutted out, long, thick and hard. He was ready for me to explore, and I couldn’t wait another moment.
I pulled him down on top of me so that we could kiss again, and when he was lost in the kiss, I caught him off guard and rolled him over so that I was on top.
“It's my turn now, Dante. I hope you like it really slow.” I gave him a smirk as I leaned over and mimicked the things he had just done to me, starting with his ears. I smiled as I whispered in his ear to ask, "Do you like this?"
Groaning, he nodded. "I fucking love everything you do to me, Sabrina. Every. Goddamn. Thing."
That made me smile. I smiled at him before I bit his lower lip gently and then soothed it with a lick. He growled at that, so I did it again. Rubbing my breasts against his chest, I started kissing my way down to his neck, enjoying the taste of his skin. He smelled and tasted so good to me that it was making me wild. Giving his neck a few gentle nips, sucks and licks, I paid special attention to the places that made his breath hitch as I continued licking and kissing my way down his chest until I arrived at his nipples. Once there, I did exactly what he had done to me. I took first one, then the other in my mouth and then alternated between the two. His heavy breathing and the moan he gave when I gently bit his left nipple told me that he was more than enjoying what I was doing.
I continued my journey down his chest, kissing and swirling my tongue over him. I paused when I got to his belly button so that I could swirl my tongue around the outside, and I felt his entire body tense up under me.
“Oh fuck, Rina… that feels too good, baby.”
I murmured my agreement as I continued my journey lower, licking along his happy trail. Looking up, I smiled at him when I reached my destination, reaching out to grip the base of his shaft in my hand. His eyes bore into mine as I bent forward, and I never broke eye contact as I licked the tip of his beautiful cock for the first time.
“Jesus, fuck… Seeing you like this. You’re fucking amazing, Sabrina.”
I had given less than a dozen blowjobs in my life, always avoiding the act because I didn’t enjoy doing it. I got what men liked about it, but I couldn't imagine why a woman would ever care about or really want to do it. That wasn’t the case with Dante. I was impossibly turned on by how hard he was in my hand, by the sight, texture and flavor of him. I wasn't doing it just for him. I was doing it for me, too. Giving him pleasure, tasting and touching him, gave me pleasure as well.
I licked his cock from base to tip, learning every inch of his shaft before I finally wrapped my mouth around him. Adjusting to his size, I started bobbing my head up and down as my tongue continued to lick the vein that ran along the underside of his dick.
He watched me with an intense look that was a mixture of awe, appreciation and arousal, and his hands tangled in my hair as I started to pick up speed. I worked the bottom half of his dick with my hand and sucked all of him that I could take, my mouth stretched to capacity.
Suddenly he sat straight up. “Holy fuck! You have to stop or I’m going to come in your mouth.”
Shaking my head back and forth, I moaned with him in my mouth, causing him to gasp for air. “Shit! That’s too goddamn intense, Sabrina.”
My mouth popped off his dick, and I gave the tip
a few more wet licks. Without breaking eye contact I said, “I don’t want to stop. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Giving me the hottest look I'd ever seen in my life he said, “If I’m coming in your mouth, then you’re coming in mine, too.” Maneuvering us, he placed me so that I was straddling his face, giving him the ability to lick me while I sucked him.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, he positioned me so that he could reach me with his mouth. His tongue felt so good that I cried out from the intensity of the sensations.
He gave an appreciative moan before he broke away for a moment to say, “You get so fucking wet. You don’t know what that does to me. Your pussy belongs to me now, Sabrina. It’s mine.”
I shivered at the growly tone of his voice, made even wetter just from listening to him speak. I returned to his cock, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. Licking my fingers I ran my hand down to his balls, cupping first one and then the other in my hand, gentling massaging them.
I knew he loved that, because he started licking me harder, which encouraged me to start sucking him faster. I needed him to come in my mouth, needed to taste everything that he could give me.
I gasped and yelped when he thrust two fingers inside of me and started working them in and out. Dante could do things with his tongue and fingers that should either be classified as illegal or celebrated by women everywhere.
I was right on the razor’s edge, the feeling of his fingers and tongue doing things to me that I’d never felt. I could feel it building, and I knew I was going to come at any second. When he latched onto my clit and sucked, it was too much for me to withstand. I lost it, popping my mouth off his cock and shouting out my release as I rode his tongue, moaning and pinching my nipples as it went on and on.
As my orgasm was coming to an end, I went back to his cock with force. I loved the sound of his moans and gasps as I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Suddenly, he stopped me and lifted me up, turning me to face him.
“I want to come in your mouth, Sabrina, but I need to be inside of you first. Climb up and put me in.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. Aligning his shaft with my entrance, I started working the tip inside of me. Once I finally got the tip in, I started sliding down. I was extremely wet, and it made the entrance easier.
He let me set the pace, and I rode him, loving the feeling of his cock filling and stretching me beyond anything I’d ever experienced. He was so hot that I felt like it was alive inside of me, and I moaned in wonder. Within a few minutes, I had him all the way in, and just like the night before, he was hitting a spot inside of me that caused the most incredible sensation, too much and not enough all at once.
I loved having him buried so deeply inside of me, loved when he grabbed my hips and helped me move up and down. Working his finger between my legs, he started rubbing my clit in a circular motion. My head rolled back and I started moving faster as I massaged my breasts and pulled at my nipples, intensifying what was happening to my body. “Fuck, Dante! It’s so good!”
“Jesus, Rina," he groaned, "it’s so much better than good, you don’t even fucking know."
He picked up the pace a bit more as he started bucking his hips up into me, hard, and it sent me over the edge. I continued riding him through my orgasm, bucking and grinding and moaning with each thrust. I was just on the other side of my orgasm when he pulled me off his lap. “Suck me, Sabrina. I’m going to come into that pretty mouth.”
I quickly made my way down his body and took him back into my mouth. The taste of the two of us was wildly erotic, and I loved it. I alternated flicking my tongue over the head fast and sucking as much of him as I could into my mouth. His hands tangled in my hair, and he moved my head up and down as he moaned and thrashed uncontrollably beneath me.
I knew when he reached his limit because he held my head still and started fucking my mouth with a wild abandon. He gave a guttural cry as he started coming. I’d never liked the taste of come before, but I gathered every drop of his essence in my mouth, savoring his flavor.
He looked down at me when he released my head, and I opened my mouth to show him that I’d collected his come on my tongue. His jaw dropped open, and I winked at him before I swallowed and then licked my lips once I had finished. He looked absolutely stunned, but in the best way possible. “Holy hell, Rina, that was so fucking hot. You’re fucking perfect.”
Reaching his hands down, he pulled me back up his body and gently kissed, our mouths mixing the flavor of each of us in each other's mouth. He continued kissing me for several minutes before settling me in the crook of his arm.
We lay in tangled silence for a few minutes as we came back to earth. I was quite enjoying listening to the beat of his heart as I lay on his chest with our legs intertwined. He smelled delicious. I’d never thought of sweat and the after sex smell as an aphrodisiac, but with Dante it really was. He absently ran his hands up and down my arm and my back, and it relaxed me so much that I dozed off.
I woke up to Dante standing over me, pinching me gently on the ass. “Ah!” I yelped. “What the hell are you doing?”
Laughing, he bent over me and gave me a quick kiss.
“I’m finally getting your attention, woman! You are the devil to wake up babe. Come on. The shower is running for you. Get ready and let’s go get some food.”
I mock pouted at him before laughing. “I barely dozed off. I’m totally awake.” I held my hands up to him so he could pull me off the bed, and I was disappointed that he was fully clothed again.
“Don’t you need to shower too?”
Lifting me up into his arms, he laughed and dropped a quick kiss on my mouth before he took me into the bathroom. “No, baby. You were ‘barely dozing’ for the last forty-five minutes, so I already took one. Besides, if I get in there with you, we won’t be going to lunch for a long time, and we haven’t eaten since dinner. I could eat a zebra. Aren’t you hungry yet?”
I laughed. “Damn, a zebra? I’ll alert the zoo to be on the lookout for you. Wait—are we having breakfast or lunch? I don’t even know what time it is.”
Setting me down so that I was standing next to the shower, he chuckled. “It’s noon, so hurry your sexy ass and get ready.”
No wonder we were both starving! I hadn’t eaten since dinner the night before, and lord knows I had gotten a hard workout.
“You’re right. Give me twenty minutes and let’s get our grub on!”
He laughed and gave me another quick kiss before smacking my behind as he retreated out the bathroom door. “Twenty minutes. I’m holding you to that!”
I was hungry enough that I hauled ass. I got in and out of the shower and had my hair damp dried and in a ponytail ten minutes later. Five minutes after that I was ready to go. I was wearing my favorite strapless maxi dress with a pair of Ralph Lauren firama espadrilles in white. With a spritz of J’adore, I was good to go. When I walked into the living room, Dante was lounging on my couch playing on his iPhone. Hearing me come in, he looked me over from head to toe and then let out a whistle as he stood and walked over to me.
“If I weren’t about to pass the fuck out from starvation, I’d be pulling that dress down and feasting on your tits. You’re so fucking hot it’s ridiculous. Now that I’ve had a taste, I want you even more.”
I barely had a second to take that compliment in before he pulled me to him and covered my mouth with his. The kiss he laid on me was brief but hotter than hell. When he lifted his mouth from mine, he groaned. “We have to eat, baby. I don’t want you passing out on me.”
It was damn near impossible to walk out of the house when I wanted to go right back to bed with him. It was probably a really good thing that we had to drive separate cars, because it gave us both time to cool off. After stopping at his house first so that we could drop the BMW I'd borrowed the night before off in the garage, I joined him in his car and we went to Michael’s in Santa Monica for lunch. The plan was to eat and then explore the shops of
Third Street Promenade. Dante said he would be happy to tag along during the shopping portion of the day, so off we went.
By the time that we got to Michael’s, I was positively ravenous. We were both so hungry we each ordered starters and main courses. There was a brief moment when I wondered if it would be awkward, the two of us sitting at the table trying to figure out what to say to each other. Certainly that would have been understandable. It was overwhelming that sixteen hours before we'd just been friends, and now we’d had mind-blowing sex three times.
Amazingly, it wasn’t awkward at all. We chatted and laughed about a variety of subjects and we enjoyed each other’s company, just like we always had. The only difference was that now there was something deeper, an even stronger connection, and it gave me a warm feeling inside.
We shared the starters, which were phenomenal, and we each enjoyed a glass of the Chardonnay. As we finished our starters and were waiting for our main courses, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world when Dante reached across the table and took my hand.
We spent the next few minutes like that, our fingers intertwined on the table, his thumb running across my knuckles in an absent motion while we talked.
The main courses come, and we both dug in. It was safe to say that we had both worked up quite an appetite. I ate every bite of my Michael’s burger and Dante did the same with his prime hangar steak. After Dante paid the bill, we headed out and started walking. He reached out and grabbed my hand, and we wandered comfortably to Banana Republic.
I knew exactly what I wanted, so I didn’t meander through the store. After grabbing three pairs of the pleated shorts in different colors and three timeless tanks in coordinating colors, I was finished. Dante stared at me in disbelief as we made our way to the register, and I was confused as to why. “What’s the look for?”
Throwing an arm around my shoulder, he smiled down at me as he chuckled in amusement. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised because this is how you do everything else, but I love that you didn’t wander through the store and look at every single thing while hemming and hawing about what you wanted.”