I knew what he wanted. I stroked him, enjoying the velvety smoothness of his member; his skin was smooth and slightly pink. I peeked up at him, watching his response to my efforts.
What the hell? I wanted this!
I opened my mouth and took him in. He groaned in surprise, "Lilly!" It was like a plea — he was at my mercy now. If he weren't in my mouth, I would have laughed at him. I made long, strong strokes then took my time, kissing the tip and flicking it with my tongue. He groaned again and I put my mouth on him again, as much as I could. I grasped his ass and pulled him closer to me. I thought he would bend in half. Instinctively his hands were in my hair and he gently guided me. All of a sudden, he pushed me on the bed, lifting me in his arms. I felt the pillow under me.
"Bullet," I whispered and his mouth was on me again. He kissed my lips and my neck like a hungry man. With one hand he slid away my lace panties. His hand rubbed across my stomach and then lower, stroking the soft parts of me — caressing me into full passion. He returned the favor, kissing his way from my belly button southward. Bullet took his time but he didn't
take forever. I used to hate that about Evan. Why was I thinking about him right now? Now his tongue moved quickly, coaxing me near to an orgasm. Man, he knew his way around a woman's body — or at least now.
My desire rose and my back arched. Bullet slid on top of me, kissing my neck, brushing my wild curls to the side for some uninhibited nibbling. My hands were all over the place, rubbing his arms, his cock and his ass.
I was practically begging him to take me, right then and there. I breathed his name, "Bullet, please..." That was all he needed to hear. His thumb rubbed my bottom lip. I think he liked my lips. He kissed me and held my hands above my head. He slid into me and I gasped. Either he was quite a man or it had been a long time. Probably both.
I was going to love every minute of this.
Chapter Eight
Bullet
Lilly's hair spread all around her; she looked like a golden angel with her moist, parted lips and half-closed eyes. My body tingled with excitement; she had shocked me all night from the dance to her magic tongue and now this. Did she know how bad I needed her at this moment? Probably not. I pushed into her and gasped. She was everything I had fantasized about — warm, tight and responsive. My hips moved hungrily for more of her but I did not want to hurt her. A few past partners had complained about my size.
Lilly thrust against me, her excitement grew and she clung to me. I could smell her sweet sweat, her green eyes sparkling with pleasure. I paused. "Are you ready for more? Can you handle me, Lilly?"
"Yes," she whispered.
I slid out of her and turned her over, her bottom facing me. I kissed her lower back and rubbed her perfect cheeks. I entered her again, shoving my penis into her wet nether region. She moaned a little, and then cried out a few times. I was glad that she was not a screamer — they really distracted me.
I held on to her hips and pumped away. She bounced against me. The feel of her flesh thrilled me, and I could feel my orgasm approaching. I reached for her breasts and she reached back for me. Her hair was damp with sweat and it poured off of me.
I grasped her tight ass and tilted her towards me. She felt so good! I didn't want to stop but I was dangerously close to blowing. As if she read my mind, she rolled out from under me and gave me a determined look. She glistened with golden sweat and I wanted to lick it off of her.
"Lay down, my turn now." I never have had a woman talk to me this way. It was hot as fuck. I did as I was told. I lay on the bed panting. Lilly crawled on top of me with obvious plans to ride me off. She leaned down to kiss me but quickly got to work. My hands reached for her but she said, "No, I'm in control." She grabbed my hands and held them over my head. That thrilled me even more; I could feel the orgasm rising. She rode me with precise movements, moving up and down my shaft like a professional. I knew she wasn't but she was definitely a natural.
"Lilly!" I called out as a warning, I was about to come. She worked even harder until my release came. She panted and shuddered along with me until she collapsed on my chest. For a minute, she lay there, spent and sweaty after our sexual workout. I enjoyed every second of it. She rolled off me and I got up to clean up.
I grabbed two bottles of cold water from the refrigerator, opening one for her.
We didn't talk but just drank our water. And then without asking, she slid under the covers with me, completely naked and cuddled up into my side. There was no dreaded commentary or complaining, just two lovers silently reflecting on the evening's pleasures. At some point, she drifted off to sleep and for the first time in a long time, I felt sort of happy.
I rubbed her hair — it smelled like her perfume. Eventually, I passed out too.
I don't know how long I slept but I know it wasn't long enough. When I woke up, my fun-loving playmate was gone and in her place was nervous, angry Lilly. She didn’t swear but I knew she was mad as hell. She gathered her panties and bra off the floor and slid back into her dress. "I cannot believe that you did this to me. You knew I was drunk or at the very least impaired. You are a doctor, right? Shouldn't you know when someone is impaired? I cannot believe I did this."
At some point she had opened the blinds and the bright sunlight filled the room. "What are you talking about? We were two people having fun. There is nothing more than that happening here. I had a great time last night." I leaned back on the pillow with my hand above my head. "I think you did too. Weren't you the girl who..."
Awareness crossed her face. "Oh my God." She sat on the side of the bed. I suppose the memory of last night was coming back to her, as it was me but apparently the two of us were having entirely different memories. She was acting as if sex with me was beneath her, as if I were a loathsome son of a bitch for even touching her.
I suddenly got angry.
I slung the sheets back and slid on my shorts and my white shirt. I turned on the coffee pot.
"Would you like me to call you a taxi or something?" Be reasonable, dude. She's obviously not much of a drinker.
"No thanks, I've already done that. I can't believe you Dr. Steinmann." She was furious with me.
"Why are you so angry with me? And what is this Dr. Steinmann? I'm Bullet, Lilly." I stood in front of her confused by her sudden change of heart. From her purse she pulled out a ponytail holder. She wrapped her blonde hair in a messy bun. No matter what she did to herself she was beautiful and I still wanted her. I quickly slid my pants on to hide my arousal.
"Come on, let me drive you home. We can stop for some coffee or some breakfast on the way and talk."