vulnerable and exposed
He finds her laying in front of the fireplace in a big pile
of pillows and throw blankets. The fire is casting a dancing
golden light upon her bare skin. He reaches up, unbuttoning
his shirt and sliding it off of his shoulders. He reaches
his hands over his head stretching, the waistband of his
slacks slides down a half inch as he stretches. He toes off
his loafers, and reaches to unbuckle his belt silently
opening the clasp and moving on to the button of his slacks,
lowering the zipper, hooking his fingers in the waist of
his boxers and lower them both to step out of them.
He lays his clothing over the back of the couch, and walks
over to lift her glass of wine off of the coffee table, taking
a sip of the heady wine, he returns the glass to the table,
and lowers himself beside her on the floor. He pulls her
hips back against his, and she unconsciously snuggles
against his body.
He lay beside her on the pillow strewn floor, slowly stroking
his hand up and down her hip as she sleeps. He smiles against
her shoulder, lightly trailing soft kisses across her
back. His hand reaches up to brush her hair to the side, exposing
her neck to his lips. She moves in his arms, trying to turn
to him.
His hand on her hip holds her still, pulling her more securely
back against his body. He moves his hand around to her stomach,
his large callused palm gently massaging in circles.
He hears her breath catch as his hand moves lower, she attempts
to turn to him again, and he whispers against her ear "don't
move, just lie still." He strokes his hand down her
thigh, lifting her leg to drape it over his, exposing her
body to his searching fingers.
She gasps as the cool night air caresses her heated skin.
His strong fingers, dance over her skin, sending goosebumps
up and down her body. She moans softly to show how she enjoys
his attentions. His work roughened fingers trace around
her extended nipples. She looks down her body, watching
his sun darkened hands carressing her. His hands look so
dark against her white breasts. She watches his fingers
trace around her nipple, making it stand erect for his touch.
She squirms her rounded ass back against his errection
as his fingers gently tug at her nipples one by one. Each
pull of his fingers makes her pussy clench in need. She whimpers
in need as his fingers tighten around her nipple, giving
it a gentle twist and turn.
He can tell she is watching his fingers as they tease and
pinch, her body jerks and quivers with each touch. He knows
exactly how he is making her feel. He knows how vulnderable
and exposed this position makes her. He likes to have her
draped in front of him, knowing that if anyone saw them right
now with her leg pulled up over him, they would see the shiny
wetness on the shaved skin of her spread open pussy. He knows
because he has watched her like this in the mirrors of his
own room. He has seen the look of pleasure on her face as he
touches her like this. He knows just what she needs maybe
even more than she knows herself. He knows without even
touching her that her pussy is dripping wet, he can smell
her wet heat
He gently turns her to her back, leaning his body over hers,
her hand comes up to his shoulder, stroking down his arm.
He trails his finger down between the valley of her full
breasts, his hand moves across over her body, his fingers
coming back over the upper swell of her breast.
His fingers dance a gentle circle around her nipple, teasing
at the hardening bud, and moving away to draw another circle.
Her shoulders arch and her hand moves down from his shoulder
to wrap around his wrist trying to draw him to her aching
nipple.
He stretches her arm above her head, and with his other hand,
he threads her fingers with his, holding her hand out of
the way. He leans over her, letting her feel the comforting
weight of his body. She gasps as the hair on his chest, teases
her body, making her skin even more alive.
She looks up into his dark eyes, seeing the passion burning
as bright as the fire, wondering how he controls all of that
power so easily. His thigh crosses over hers, and she lifts
her body, pressing into his as he moves. His body weight
parts her thighs, as he settles his body over hers.
He gently moves her other hand up above her head, stretching
her body under his. He lowers his head to lick at her nipples,
she arches trying to press against his hot mouth. His lips
close over one hard bud, sucking at it softly. She can just
feel the sharp edges of his teeth as he gently scrapes them
along her nipple as he releases it from his hot mouth. She
squirms in need, as he slowly takes his time nibbling, sucking,
kissing and tasting her body, building her passions higher
and higher. She can feel the climax just out of reach as he
brings her closer and closer every time. Her hips lift against
his lower stomach as she tries to ease the ache of her body.
He slides his body up hers, kissing his way to her sweet lips.
He captures her mouth in a deep penetrating kiss.
His arousal brushes against her wet heat, her body throbs
in answer. His free hand reaches between them, to guide
the head of his shaft toward her aching need. He teases at
the wet opening, moving the head of his cock up and down over
and over brushing against her clitoris.
Her hips buck as her body moves under him, her arms straining
in his hand. She is breathing heavily, moaning his name
past her lips over and over as her need takes final control
of her body. She begs for release, she begs to be fucked,
she begs to be used, she begs to cum for him, she offers anything
to be allowed to finally climax.
He centers his cock, penetrating her with just the tip,
looking up her body he watches her face as her mouth opens
in a long drawn out gasp. Her breasts are heaving with her
hard breathing, her ribs moving up and down, the muscles
of her stomach flexing in reaction to her body.
His hand moves up her body in a low caress, cupping her face
to try to get her to focus on him. Her eyes are wild with her
need and he brushes kisses across her lips until he sees
her focus on him. He looks deeply into her eyes, as he thrusts
his hips forward, driving fully inside of her welcoming
heat.
Her eyes go even wider, as she feels her inner muscles stretching
around his shaft, gripping him, pulling him home. He presses
deep inside of her, until his hips are flushed to hers, spreading
her legs wide. He smiles against her lips as he feels her
feet lock behind his back.
He starts a slow, steady, thrusting motion, rocking his
hips to hers forward and back, feeling his shaft glide inside
of her tight walls. The muscles milking his shaft with each
forward thrust, pulling gently as he pulls back, just to
drive back inside of her.
He increases the rhythm as her breathing picks up again,
driving her back to the edge of ecstasy, this time intending
to drive her over and follow in her stead. His thrusts turn
into bucking as he feels her muscles clenching tighter.
His body wanting to release in a white hot explosion deep
inside of her, just waiting for the feel of her body climaxing
around him. Her head thrashes back and forth, as he releases
her hands he leans down to whisper in her ear, "cum
for me precious". Her arms immediately wrap around
his shoulders, her mouth going to his chest and she screams
against his skin as her climax takes control of her body.
He feels the muscles contracting deep inside of her, squeezing
his shaft tightly. He pulls back thrusting into her twice,
driving deep inside her as he feels the body weakening release
he has held for so long, waiting to meet her needs.
In the back of his mind, he feels her lips against his chest
leaving light kisses, foremost is his blinding release
that shakes his body over and over as his hot seed spurts
into her waiting body.
His weight drops down upon her for a few moments, his lips
against her soft cheek, as he murmurs sweet words to her.
He lifts his body, rolling to the side, pulling her limp
body with his, until she is laying on his chest. He wraps
his strong arms around her back, as her cheek nuzzles against
his chest.
Content they lay there on the floor, just holding each other,
as their bodies cool together. He kisses the top of her head,
rubbing his hand up and down her back as he feels her breathing
reach a slow steady rhythm and feels her body melt over his.
His hand strokes up and down her smooth back as she naps,
his mind already working on what he will ask her to do next.
He envisions her inside his playroom, the smooth leather
straps lovingly wrapped around her wrists and ankles.
He knows she won't sleep long so he gently holds her,
until she once again wakes to find her lover there protecting
her when she is at her most vulnerable.
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