Fine in Lingerie (Lingerie 11)

She sat up behind me but didn’t get off the bed. Instead, she lingered there, not even putting her clothes back on.

I could vaguely see her movements in the reflection of the TV, but I couldn’t distinguish her features. My head tilted down, and I stared at my hands.

She scooted closer to me before she pressed her hands against my back. She was probably at a loss for words, grateful I’d changed my mind. But she also probably thought I was weak. If I ever made another threat, she wouldn’t take it seriously. Her fingers explored my back, giving me a soft massage with a womanly touch. Her hands moved up again, and her fingers glided through my hair.

The touch was so nice, I closed my eyes.

Her thighs moved to either side of my hips, and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Her soft lips pressed against my neck, giving me a kiss with a slight bit of tongue.

I kept my eyes closed, savoring the way her plump tits felt against my back. Her nipples dragged against me, pointed and round. I thought it would be a single kiss, a sexy way for her to show her gratitude.

But the kisses continued.

The embraces were soft in the beginning, but then she kissed me harder, dragging her tongue over the cord in my neck. Her fingers dug into me gently, showing her arousal and her desperation. Her warm breaths entered my ear, the sexy noises filling my brain and making my cock hard again.

If she didn’t want me, she should stop. Because I was seconds away from turning around and pinning her against the mattress.

Her fingers grabbed my chin, and she turned my face toward hers. Her coffee-colored eyes looked into mine with mutual desire. Without blinking, she pressed her soft lips directly against mine and kissed me.

Kissed me slowly.

Kissed me softly.

Kissed me good.

My hand moved to the back of her head, and I cradled her there, my mouth moving with hers in the perfect rhythm. Her tongue felt perfect against mine. Her breaths filled my lungs, urging me to devour her. Her nails continued to scratch at me as she pulled me closer into her. “Fuck me.”

I sucked in a breath between my teeth, and my cock twitched at the same time. My fingers dug farther into her hair, and I pulled her closer to me. The words were even sexier because I hadn’t expected to hear them. I’d just chained her to the bed with the intention of making her bleed. Now she wanted me inside her, but on her terms.

I’d take it.

I turned around and guided her back to the bed, our slow kiss still continuing. My hands explored her, from gently touching her neck to grasping one of her firm tits in my palm. My thumb flicked over her nipple, and I exhaled in her mouth because it felt as erotic as I imagined.

Her hand cupped my cheek then slid into my hair, fisting the short strands as she hiked one leg around my hip.

My hand slid down her leg and explored her thigh, moving all the way until I gripped her hips. I liked these slow and intense kisses, but my mouth naturally began to speed up. I kissed her harder, giving her more tongue as my cock thickened. Kissing her was better than I imagined it would be. It was better than kissing any woman. Maybe it was because I’d wanted her for so long or because I’d been celibate for weeks. I didn’t know what the explanation was, but I knew I wanted to kiss her and never stop.

Her hands explored my body the way I’d just explored hers. She felt the solid muscles of my chest, and her fingers outlined my frame, feeling the riverbeds between my abs and the sex lines over my hips. She touched the small happy trail beneath my belly button then reached my balls. She fingered them gently, her soft fingers incredible against my sensitive sac.

I moaned into her mouth, loving her gentle hands.

She didn’t touch my dick, probably because it was sheathed inside a latex glove. But she explored my balls for a few more moments before she gripped my tight ass next, her fingers digging into the muscle.

My hand moved between her legs, and my fingers found her clit. I rubbed her gently, treating her pussy with the same delicateness she treated my balls. My fingers moved in a circular motion, lightly stimulating her.

She moaned into my mouth the second I touched her, like a man had never touched her in that special spot before. She breathed into my mouth before she kissed me harder, her nails being more aggressive than they were before. “Fuck me gently.” She spoke into my mouth as she kissed me. “It’s been a while…and you have a big dick.”