I had caught him off guard and I loved that about the moment. He wasn’t ready for me to take charge like I had; Garrett was expecting that he would lean down and gently kiss me and that would be the start to a fun afternoon of lovemaking. Or maybe he had just wanted to lay there naked and not make love at all; I didn’t know for sure. But what I did know was that I wanted to feel his damn body up against mine.
I couldn’t take the anticipation another minute longer and I quickly wrapped my arms around his upper body and pulled him toward me. Every inch of his body seemed to be covered in muscles as he slid on top of me and spread my legs. He didn’t enter me though; instead he used his arms to perch above me and stare into my eyes.
If Garrett had been shocked by my behavior, he certainly didn’t show it. But he did quickly take the lead and used his body to press mine against the bed while he enjoyed looking at me for the moment.
His eyes were crazy with lust and I felt his body throbbing against mine. There was no doubt the two of us were going to make love. My hands took the opportunity to run up and down his back and then I snuck them around to feel his washboard abs. There were exactly as I had fantasized: hard and smooth.
Garrett looked down at me and then at my lips just before he let his body rest on top of mine and our lips pressed against each other again. This time it wasn’t a sweet peck that involved our outer lips alone. As our lips touched each other, I drew his tongue into my mouth and savored the pleasure that it brought me. Not only my mouth was delighted by his tongue, but my whole body vibrated in anticipation.
It was as if Garrett could read my mind, because his kisses moved away from my lips and down toward my neck. He took his time gently kissing me as he made his way to one of my nipples and drew it into his mouth. The warmth and gentle pull had my whole body longing to feel him inside of me. I could hardly hold back my anticipation as I pressed my hips toward him.
When he moved over to the other nipple, he wasn’t as nice though; this time he pulled it into his mouth roughly and I heard a low moan come out of my body. I couldn’t help it; the way he looked at me, the way he kissed me, it was all too much. My inner soul moaned with pleasure and I had to let the feelings out as he continued down my chest toward my wetness. His lips worked my body over expertly and I knew I would remember that moment for many years to come.
Garrett didn’t just quickly go from kissing me to screwing me. Instead, he
was deliberately moving over my body and taking his time. He wasn’t in a hurry to get his satisfaction and instead wanted to show me how good his body and mine could feel together; and I wanted to feel it, too.
My hips rocked in anticipation of his lips touching me. I couldn’t wait to feel the pleasure that he was going to bring. First he kissed my right hip and then my left. He moved his lips gently from one side to the other, never stopping for too long and never fully taking me into his mouth. The anticipation was like torture. My center wanted to feel his tongue and I thrust my hips toward him in an effort to get what I wanted.
If he didn’t move his tongue to pleasure me soon, I felt like I might actually self-destruct from the force of the anticipation. My hips rocked harder and harder as he again moved to one side of my body and then back again. I couldn’t take it; I just couldn’t take it.
Throughout my life I had never been a fan of delayed gratification and in that moment, I certainly wasn’t a fan of it then either. I wanted him right away. I wanted him inside me, making me scream out his name as our bodies thrust together. Certainly, I appreciated his efforts to entice me, and boy oh boy was I enticed; but at that moment, I just wanted to feel him thrusting into me, or at least his tongue delivering pleasure to me. I needed some action and I was going to make sure it happened; I couldn’t be tortured with anticipation another minute longer.
I let my hands move to his shaggy, blond hair and I wrapped my fingers into it as I gently pushed him toward pleasuring me. He looked up at me with a boyish grin just before he dove toward my center and spread my legs apart firmly. Garrett didn’t look annoyed at my request at all, instead he looked excited that I had just given him full authority to ravage my body.
“Oh, wow…” I said as he took control.
Garrett hadn’t struck me as the type of man who took control of situations like these. But then again, I didn’t really know him well enough to know what he would be like in the bedroom. I liked it. I liked everything about having him there with me in bed. My body and his had this electric energy between the two of us and the anticipation I felt was building higher and higher as he played with me.
He was gently, yet firm with his demands of my body and I wanted to give him every bit of me. I wanted to explore and try new positions. I wanted to make love all day long and then throughout the evening as well. Nothing else mattered to me at that very moment except for the pleasure that Garrett was delivering to my body.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his tongue as it lapped the pleasure of my body. Harder and harder I rocked my hips in time with his movements and I felt my body building to an orgasm quickly. It had been months since I had had a man’s tongue bringing me to pleasure and probably many more months since I had had a man who was good at bringing me to pleasure. My body needed the release, and as much as I was shy about coming so quickly for him, I just couldn’t stop myself.
My thighs tightened around his head and I pressed him away as I moaned out with pleasure at the release of the moment. But Garrett wouldn’t let me push him away. He slowed his stroke and then pressed two of his fingers inside of me as he urged my orgasm on. I noticed a huge smile on his face as he watched me moan out with pleasure from the moment.
“Harder. I think you need to come harder,” he whispered as he glanced up at me just before going back to my pleasure zone.
I wanted to protest. My mind told me I shouldn’t let him have this sort of power over me, yet I couldn’t resist. Garrett was good, he was excellent at playing my body, and I just wanted more. I took in a deep breath as I let my body relax and feel the pleasure he was delivering. Every nerve in me wanted to explode with the desire that had built up. I had never felt such and intensity before and I couldn’t help but think I might just lose control of myself and start screaming. I hoped I wouldn’t scream though, I didn’t want anyone coming to Garrett’s door to check on him.
Harder and harder his fingers moved as his mouth pulled my clit. Again, I felt my thighs tighten, but I didn’t want to make a fool of myself by orgasming again and again. I tried to hold back my explosion by convincing him I wanted his body thrusting inside of mine. But Garrett wasn’t about to give up watching me explode because of the oral and fingering skills he had.
“I want you,” I said as I pulled on him to climb on top of me.
“After this,” he commanded as his fingers went back to work. Garrett wouldn’t stop until he watched my whole body explode from pleasure. He looked more determined than I could have imagined a man being.
“I won’t have any energy left. Come here,” I said firmly and tried to pull him up again.
“In here, I get to be in charge,” Garrett said and then with one hand he pulled my hands up and held onto them.
His eyes looked into mine as his other hand stroked my g-spot and I felt everything in my body give in to his delicious pleasure. The way he was looking at me gave me permission to release for him. I didn’t feel judged by him at all. I felt like he was getting off by watching me and I wanted to please him. I wanted to show him how good he was making me feel, so I finally closed my eyes again and let him bring my body to explosion again.
The orgasm rocked me like I hadn’t been rocked in years. It left me with shaking legs and in absolutely no condition to continue our lovemaking. It was exactly what I had feared. Garrett used all his charms on me and then I had nothing left for him at all.
I had spent some pretty amazing nights with men throughout my adult life, but nothing compared to the passion and attraction Garrett and I had. There was an unsaid connection between us. I couldn’t pinpoint if we felt this way because we were together on the ranch for so long, or if there was just an energy that our two souls had; but it was unique to me and it drove me to want more and more from Garrett. Even though I was utterly exhausted, I knew I already wanted him again.
He climbed back up toward me and started to suck on my breasts as my chest heaved from exhaustion. I didn’t push him away; I loved how his tongue felt on my breasts just as much as I loved it on the rest of me. My hands were free to slide up and down his back again and for a moment I had to remember that I wasn’t dreaming. Everything about making love to Garrett had been better than I had expected, not just his perfectly formed body.
He was gentle, yet firm. Garrett certainly knew his way around a woman and he was so sincere that I almost forgot my suspicious about what he might be hiding from me. While with Garrett I didn’t think of anything or anyone else, only the pleasure I felt while there with him. It was a huge turn on to have Garrett totally there with me as well. He wasn’t distracted by anything and he seemed to want to please me and make me happy, which wasn’t always the case with the men I had slept with in the past.