Bad Bad Girl

I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. I loved this man. There was no doubt in my mind. I loved how wonderful I felt discussing the framework of our new relationship. He understood me better than anyone. He accepted me and loved me.

The heat began to build in my body as our tongues touched. I could hear the crackle of the fire in the background as a soft moan escaped my lips. Caine pulled me closer and slowly began to place gentle kisses down my neck as his hands slowly moved over my breasts. He lowered his hands down my side and slowly began to remove my shirt. I began to remove Caine’s shirt as well. My hands were shaking. I was nervous. It felt like my first time with the uncertainty of what to do. This was Caine, my friend, and very soon, my lover.

Caine continued on, removing my bra while placing kisses on my shoulders and on my neck. The feel of his warm breath gave me chills. He leaned me back so I was lying on the couch and slowly lowered his body on top of mine, pressing his chest to my newly bared breasts. He paused and looked into my eyes never saying a word, but silently asking if I was all right with what we were doing. My heart was pounding right out of my chest, but I knew I wanted him to continue. I wrapped my arms around his muscular back, pulling him even closer.

Caine pressed his lips hard against mine. His kiss was deep and full of passion. His tongue moved around mine with a wave of animalistic heat. I could feel his hardness pressing against me. I wanted to get closer. I wanted to see and feel all of him. As if Caine was reading my mind, he swooped me up into his arms and carried me to his bedroom.

Caine carried me to the bed and laid me back softly on the pillow. He kissed me gently and took a deep breath before speaking. “Is this what you want? Because, Neely, once we take this step, there is no turning back for us. You will be mine, completely.”

I could barely speak. “Yes, Caine. I want you. I do.”

He cupped my breast and slowly lowered his mouth to my nipple. He sucked hard and began to nibble his way back to my neck, and when he reached the soft and sensitive skin below my ear, he sank his teeth in. I moaned in pleasure, feeling the heat radiate from between my legs.

“Oh, Caine!” I gasped.

“God, Neely, this feels so right,” he growled.

Caine began a trail of kisses down my belly until he reached the edge of my pants. He fumbled with the zipper, and within seconds, he was impatiently pulling them, along with my panties, down my hips. He stood up and removed my jeans the rest of the way, completely baring me. His eyes blazed with passion as he gazed down at my naked body. Caine hurriedly unfastened his pants and removed the last of his clothing.

My eyes were drawn to Caine’s cock as he stood before me. He was big and hard and absolutely stunning. I licked my lips, imagining his cock pumping in and out of me. He moved closer to the bed as I positioned my body to take him in my mouth. He grasped the back of my head and guided his cock past my lips. Caine groaned when I flicked my tongue against the tip of his penis. I slid my mouth up and down his length, taking more of him each time. I circled my tongue around the tip, licking up the pre-cum. Slow and easy, I took him deeper.

With a groan, Caine thrust his cock to the back of my throat. “Yes, Neely, like that. Take all of me.”

I used my hand to stroke the length of his shaft as my mouth worked the head. I increased the suction, pulling him deeper. He began to thrust against my mouth, driving himself deeper with each pumping motion of his hips. I could feel his body tense with each touch of my tongue, anticipating his fluid, but suddenly Caine pulled my head back to look deep in my eyes.

“Jesus, you feel good.” He pushed me back onto the bed. “You know how to drive me crazy.”

Caine paused and his gaze fell to my exposed pussy. “I love how your pussy is bare, so smooth. I want you to always keep it this way,” Caine lovingly commanded.

He gradually slipped his fingers into the soft folds of my pussy, then to my clit. He began to move one finger in a circular motion. I moaned and lifted, arching toward him in a silent plea for more. He lowered his head, burying it between my thighs. I screamed out his name when his mouth suddenly covered my clit. He leisurely drew it into his mouth and moved his tongue in long sensual strokes. I tightened and twisted my body, fighting the wave of sensations which were taking over.