One More Kiss

She used the hand she had at his waistband to unbutton his pants, but didn’t undo the zipper at first. Just teased him by resting a hand there. She felt his cock jump against her fingers as she stroked him before she lowered the zipper enough to slide her hand into the front of his pants.

He was so incredibly hard. She stroked the tip of his cock before letting her fingers drift lower to ride along the side of his shaft. She wished this moment with Jay would never end. She felt so alive, yet so in control. With both hands she pushed his pants and boxers to the floor and he stepped out of them.

He was completely naked. She moved back to admire Jay. She understood that passion was the key to being truly free. Wasn’t that what she’d discovered sitting in the club? And she felt passion as she looked at her man with his muscled chest and the light dusting of hair leading to his manhood, which stood proud and erect because of her.

She felt a surge of love and lust for him. She’d been completely crazy if she’d ever thought it could be just sex between her and Jay and then she’d move on. He was the only man she’d been unable to banish from her thoughts and dreams.

She walked over to him and he simply stood there. She took his hand and led him to the leather couch a few feet away. She pushed him back on the couch and he sank down with all the masculine grace she’d come to expect from him.

She went to kneel next to him on the couch but he stopped her. “Take your panties off.”

Her pulse raced and she felt her pussy moisten at his words. Slowly, she lifted the hem of her dress to reveal first her thighs and then the edge of her panties. As she reached underneath, she slowly drew the tiny lace underwear down her legs.

She stood still, with her skirt held in one hand and turned so that she gave him a full view and bent low to pick up the scrap of cloth. She glanced over her shoulder at him and saw that he was staring at her butt. She tossed her panties on the ground at his feet and then moved back to his side.

He put his hands underneath her skirt, running his fingernails up and down the length of her thighs until she was panting in his grasp. He teased her by coming close to her intimate flesh but never touching it. She reached for his cock, caressing his entire shaft and then lowering her head to lick the tip of it before taking him into her mouth.

His hips jerked from the couch as she cupped him and continued to work his shaft with her mouth. He moved her body around until he could reach her clit with his fingers. She felt him separating her inner lips and then the light brush of his finger against her throbbing core. Moisture pooled between her legs and she felt his forefinger slip lower until he entered her. She moaned against his cock as he excited her, pushing her to the brink.

She sucked more strongly on his cock and tasted a salty drop of him and she swallowed it. But then he pulled her away.

“I don’t want it to be like this when I come,” he said, his voice rough and low. His skin was flushed and she was aroused to the point where she didn’t know anything except desire.

“Come inside me, Jay. I feel so empty without you.”

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, touching her between her legs again. All she could do was nod frantically, waiting for him to finish what they’d started.

“That’s not ready enough,” he said. “Unzip your dress.”

She reached for the side zipper and undid it. The fabric gaped away from her body but still covered her. She ignored it as she tried to climb on his lap, needing his cock inside her now.

He stopped her with his hands on her waist. “Take your dress off.”

“Jay, we don’t need to draw this out. I want you inside me now.”

“No,” he told her, his tone serious. “I want to take my time with you tonight, Aly. Do what I said.”

His firm voice excited her that much more and she frantically ripped at her own clothing trying to get the dress off. Her arms got tangled in it and Jay helped her free herself. She was naked except for the lacy demi-bra she wore.

“Straddle me.”

She did as he ordered, climbing on his lap. He lowered his head and kissed the full globes of her breasts, which were bared by the demi-bra. His hands slid down her back to her buttocks and he drew her forward so that she rode the edge of his cock.

Her grip on his shoulders tightened and she tried to shift around to bring the top of his erection to her opening and get him inside her, but he wasn’t going to be rushed.

One of his hands slid up her back and unfastened her bra. The straps loosened and he used his teeth to pull the fabric away from her breasts. She felt the tip of his tongue on her areole, stroking it until her nipple tightened. Then she felt the warmth of his mouth on her nipple as he sucked on it.