Lip Service (Private Relations 2)

When she leaned forward to press her mouth to his again, they sank into a slow, deep kiss. Sliding his arms around her waist, he scooted her forward so she was snugly against him.

Running his hands upward and over her hips until they rested on the small of her back under her T-shirt, he moaned. Pulling back from the kiss, he asked, “Can I?”

When she held her arms up, he grabbed the edges of the shirt and pulled it over her head.

He groaned at the sight of her pink nipples jutting against the sheer black bra she wore. Dipping his head down, he took one of the tight peaks into his mouth. Sucking gently through the fabric of her bra, he flicked his tongue against it and moved his hand to stroke her other nipple with his thumb.

When she felt the light graze of his teeth against her nipple, Chloe gasped, her head falling back.

Chris, maybe sensing her level of desperation, moved his mouth over to her other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Whimpering now, Chloe was ready to explode. She needed him inside her. Now.

After he released her, she reached down to cup his rigid arousal through the front of his shorts. At the first contact of her hand against him, he let out a groan. Feeling a sudden sense of power, she squeezed him lightly, then began to stroke him through the rough fabric.

His voice husky with desire, he said, “Fuck, Chloe. I have to have you.”

Pressing him back, she slid off the counter and stood in front of him, then said, “Should we move this to your bedroom then?”

Chris asked, “You’re sure? This isn’t too fast?”

Chloe laughed for a second, then said, “I’d like you to take a moment, and appreciate the irony of that statement since I’m standing topless in your kitchen.”

Smirking, he said, “You make a valid point.”

“But, yes. I’m sure,” Chloe said.

He reached down, taking her hand and led her down the hallway to his bedroom. As they walked through the door, Chloe looked around for a moment and then noticed the large sliding glass door that showed an incredible view of the ocean. Turning back to face him, she said, “Nice view.”

Nodding as if he hadn’t heard a word she said, he approached her, pulling her body against his again. With gentle hands, he cupped her face then lowered his mouth to hers again. Nipping at her lips, he slid his hands down, stroking the naked skin on her back.

Breaking the kiss, he roughly said, “Your skin is so soft. Last weekend, the sunscreen? You have no idea how close I was to mauling you in the cabin of my boat.”

Smiling, she said, “You have no idea how close I was to letting you.”

“Were you now?” he asked, his eyes blazing now.

Making no reply, she reached for the bottom edge of his polo shirt. Seeing the direction of her thoughts clearly, he helped her remove it.

She lazily stroked her fingers over his chest now, exploring him until he placed his hands on hers, then tugged her back into his arms. As his mouth descended to hers, she raised hers up to meet him.

Lips locked, they managed to remove her bra and unbutton her jeans. Lowering her zipper, Chris then slid his hands down her hips, shoving the jeans down her legs. Chloe scooted them the rest of the way down her legs, then stepped out of them.

When she looked up again, Chris was staring at her, obvious hunger in his eyes. Eyeing the button on his shorts, she reached forward.

Putting his hand over hers, he shook his head and roughly said, “Lose the panties first.”

Shooting him a look, she pulled her hands back and said, “Aren’t you bossy?”

“You have no idea,” he said, a smile playing on his lips.

In no mood to argue, she slid them down her legs. She bent over slightly, taking her time. She decided that if he was going to be all bossy about it, she might as well give him a bit of a show.

Slowly, she straightened back out, moving her dark hair over her shoulders.

His eyes raked over her for a moment and then he said, “God, you’re fucking beautiful.”

In answer Chloe reached back out to the button on his shorts. This time he didn’t stop her. Unbuttoning the shorts, she lowered the zipper slowly, making sure to deliberately caress him though out the entire process. Placing her hands on his waist, she lowered his shorts and boxer briefs at the same time. When they slid down his legs, he stepped out of them, kicking them aside.

Taking a moment, Chloe let her eyes roam over his body, giving herself a moment to