Lie With Me

living in the moment

I picked her up and she wrapped herself around me, bringing her nakedness up against mine . Christ, that felt good. One-handed, she reached up to pull her hair free of the ponytail, and a shower of soft, pale hair cascaded down her back and over her shoulders.

I hadn't seen it down until that moment; it softened her, tousled her just enough that the need pulled at me even more.

I lay her back on the bed, crouched above her as l took her in.

"You're so fucking beautiful." I seriously meant it.

Her nipples pressed toward me and l dipped to lick across one, delighting in her soft sound of desire.

She arched up into my touch, her fingertips digging into the muscle of my biceps. I cruised over to the other breast, licking and nibbling there until she began to writhe in earnest. Her scent, rich and spicy, painted the air between us.

Everything about her outside was soft. Her skin was soft and sweet, her taste, everywhere but her cunt, was sweet as well.

Here, I thought as I slid my tongue through the slick furls of her pussy, here she was spice and tang. Here the muscles of her thighs might have trembled when I licked over her clit, but there was strength and resilience.

I could really see, like the aftereffects of a camera flash, the ink on her skin. Starting at her hip bones and curling around her back, up her spine. Roses and ivy, strong and feminine, soft and thorny.
She is the one for me

But first things first. I wanted to make her come and then fuck her. And make her come again. Her taste was a lure, the feel of her against my tongue, filling me with sensation clearly all her. She was everything I could feel just then.

I enjoy -loved pussy. I loved my mouth there, doing all those deliciously wicked things that make my lovers go wild , and it manifested in the way I treated the entire thing, more like it's sacred

Tony

I felt it straight to my toes. He owned his intensity in a quiet way. He was so . . . in charge and yummy.

Each time his tongue dragged down and speared up into my wet slick gate, I shattered just a little bit more. Slipped down toward climax inch by inch, and then he'd move back to my clit and make me work to get back there all over again.

Until he tried it again, and I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and hauled him back to my clit with an insistent sort of moan. He chuckled against my skin, sending shocks of pleasure through my body , but kept at it.

Thank God.

And it hit. Hard and without surcease. I came and came and then l came some more, until my muscles were fluid and warm and I just sort of twitched and sighed in its aftermath.

"Do the words 'reverse cowgirl' mean anything to you?" he asked, that deep-velvet voice pulling me back from that quiet, pleasurable place she'd been floating in

Elvis had called me a few hours ago when I was on my way home from work that he could use a friend right then

He invited me over for a movie, but after cuddling on his couch while watching goddess of love.. We ended up in his room with hands all over each other and kisses that could probably be heard from the next room.

I smiled and got to my knees, watching as he put a condom on, and l realized he could make anything look sexy.

"I think I can figure it out. Are you an ass man, Elvis? "

One of his brows winged up and he grinned.

"I like the line of your back as well as your ass. But I like that I can lay here and watch you in that mirror over my dresser too." he whispered

I looked up then, saw myself and blushed at how disheveled and sexed up I looked.

"Stop that. You look hot. Now, I'm here all alone. You wanna keep me company?" he invited

I straddled his hips and angled him to meet my body as l slid down. His entry hit lots of lovely spots within me and I sighed, happily full.

"Open your eyes, Tony . Look at how beautiful you are as you fuck yourself onto me." he ordered. Kinky?

I did, mainly because he told me to and his tone had tightened my nipples. But once I had, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight of his cock disappearing into my body over and over.

His hands looked so large as they lay against my hip bones, his skin tone olive to her pale-the contrast striking.

My hair had grown a lot over the past two years, and I felt the cool tickle of it against my lower back. I tipped my head back, arching, taking him deeper, knowing too that the tips of my hair brushed against his lower belly.

He made me feel like the sexiest woman in the universe, bold enough to look at myself in the mirror and hold my gaze there. I still liked my body, but had never imagined a time looking at my reflection in a mirror felt this erotic

The way Elvis treated me like a god in bed made me wonder how many women he'd shared body heat with. He was too perfect. Definitely he had perfect practice, but now wasn't the time to question his share of women, I needed to live in the moment

I straightened and inched forward, experimenting with my range of movement to keep him within me while I moved.

His hands on my hips tightened, so I supposed he liked what I was doing with the small swivel of my hips as I I slid back, my body taking his cock deep each time I moved all the way back.

"Touch my balls," he groaned, and I did.

Experimenting with holding them, still sticky and warm from my own juices as I'd been on top of him.

To judge my progress, I listened to his breathing and the sounds he was making.

"Yes, that's nice." He groaned when I ran the edge of my nails across the skin of his sac ever so gently.
I wanted to know more.

Wanted to know what pleased him. Wanted to know everything, and at the same time felt like such a novice for not knowing everything already.

"Touch yourself for me. Touch your clit. Make yourself come while I'm inside you." he commanded softly

I burned, turned on and embarrassed all at once. It wasn't like I'd never made herself come. Just never for another person, not while they were watching!

"It's okay if you don't want to." he countered

I'd be an idiot not to want to. I was naked, bent over him, fucking him for goodness' sake! It wasn't as if it would be inappropriate for the situation or anything.

Watching myself, I dipped her middle finger to slide around where we were joined, and dragged that lube up to my clit.

We both hissed at the contact. Ripples of pleasure rolled through my body and I fell into that, shoving my earlier embarrassment away.

"So hot. There's nothing hotter in the world than watching you, with your fingers working your clit, your cunt sucking my cock inside, your tits jiggling just so. Damn, you're sexy." he praised

My gaze let go of my hand and moved to meet his eyes in the mirror. We remained that way, even as orgasm stole over me and took him just moments later. Something passed between us, addictive and sweet, sticky and heady, and like an addict, I wanted more.

A/N
Steamy? Well you deserve it for reading my book, have a great Sunday everyone..
See you in a few 👋

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