Accidental Meeting (Accidental Hook-Up 3)

“Mmmm, wifey,” he murmurs, desire lacing his tone. “You are so beautiful; you know that?”

I toss my head back and let his mouth run over my throat. My eyes fall closed and I become a slave to the sensations. So many delightful sensations sparkling and twinkling all the way through my body. Bolting too, a bit like lightning. Shooting all the way to my panties. I groan loudly and roll my hips in to him.

“Can I take you to bed?” he asks me softly. “Would that be okay with you?”

I smile and bite my bottom lip seductively before nodding. We don’t usually spend most of our night in bed. We’re too horny for that, we’re normally at it all over the house, but there’s a different feel about tonight. It’s sweeter and more romantic, there is a new thick lustful air hanging around us.

Shane surprises me by tucking his hands underneath me and lifting me into the air. When he said that he was going to take me to the bedroom, I didn’t think that he meat literally, but apparently he did. I squeal and wrap my arms around his neck, giggling girlishly as he takes me up the stairs towards the bedroom.

“You are nuts,” I say teasingly. “But that’s why I love you so much.”

“Yeah, well there are just so many reasons why I love you. There are too many to list.”

He kisses me every so often as he carries me, but it’s when he pulls away that I see the intense love in his eyes. That’s what ignites the flickering flames inside of me. That intense powerful all-consuming love. The shiver races up and down my spine I cling to him tighter and I enjoy each and every kiss. I feel like the luckiest woman alive.

By the time Shane tosses me on to the bed sheets, my skin is on fire, my loins burn, and the pulsing in my underwear is absolutely intense. I practically shimmy out of my dress, ready for him.

As I strip, I see Shane’s eyes glaze over with desire. He gets that dark hooded look which normally leads to something kinky, but still I can tell that it feels different tonight. He takes his own clothes off slowly, making me melt and gasp as I run my eyes over his incredible body. He’s so damn hot it hurts. I remember feeling like that body was too much for me, like I didn’t deserve him. These days, I feel like he’s met his match when it comes to me.

We complement each other. He has what I lack and I have what he lacks. We fit together perfectly.

Once he’s naked, and standing to attention, Shane climbs over me and he hovers above me. He remains lifted above me for a while just looking down at me, sending me into a frenzy. It turns out that he doesn’t even need to touch me to tip me over the edge. His eyes can do all the work for him.

“I need you,” I rasp out as the desire gets too much for me. “Oh fuck, Shane.”

Those words bring his lips down on my skin and he kisses me all over, every so often darting out his tongue to flicker it over my skin, almost as if he’s lapping up the perspiration dotting over me. Everywhere he kisses immediately becomes an erogenous zone, leaving a trail of desire running all the way down my body. My collarbone, my shoulders, my torso, my hips… the nearer he gets to my core, the wilder I feel.

“Oh fuck, Shane.” I knot my fingers into his hair and guide him towards my center. I’m soaking wet for him, desperate and needy, and I’m not afraid to ask for what I want. “Taste me.”

He doesn’t do as I command right away, no matter how much I try to angle his head. Instead, he blows a hot breath over my slit, making me shudder violently. The sensation is off the scale sexy, I can barely stand it.

“More,” I plead with him. “I need so much more.”

I writhe eagerly, trying to connect, but it’s very clear who has the control over my body right now, and it isn’t me. Shane teases me by not quite connecting with my clit until the moment that the frustration gets too much for me. Just as I am about to take matters into my own hands, he takes my clit in between his lips and sucks and licks me in to oblivion. With his hands on my hips fixing me in place, I cannot escape the onslaught which has come after a long wait, sending me in to oblivion.

“Oh fuck, Shane,” I scream out as it becomes all too much for me. “I want you inside me.”

But he doesn’t listen. Instead, he continues working my body with his hot rough tongue until I barely even know where I am anymore. He spins me in to an intense orgasm, one that seems to rocket through my entire system. It isn’t waves this time, it doesn’t roll or rock, it simply consumes every inch of me at the same time, heating me up from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. Every part of me is consumed by him.