"Chaise longue," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. I know exactly what she's asking for and I'm more than happy to oblige.
I lift Natalie effortlessly into my arms, carry her over to the chaise longue and gently lay her down on the plush velvetcushions. She looks up at me with a mix of anticipation and trust, her eyes filled with a hunger that mirrors my own.
Kneeling down in front of her, I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me - Natalie laid out like a feast for the senses, all soft curves and smooth skin begging to be touched. It's almost too much to bear.
I capture Natalie's lips in a searing kiss that leaves us both breathless. My hands roam freely over her body, tracing lazy circles along her thighs and hips before moving higher to cup her breasts once again. She arches into my touch, a low moan erupting from the depths of her soul.
I hook my trembling fingers into the waistband of Natalie's knickers and slowly peel them down her legs. Her eyes never leave mine as she watches me with an intensity that threatens to undo me completely.
As soon as she's completely bare before me I let my gaze wander over every inch of her - the delicate curve of her waist, the soft swell of her hips, the glistening heat between her thighs that I want to taste so badly.
I position myself between Natalie's legs rest my hands on either side of her and lean down to claim another kiss. She tastes like heaven, sweet and addictive.
A needy whimper slips from her lips as I trail kisses down her jaw and along the soft skin of her neck.
My fingers reach between her legs and I start with slow, teasing circles around Natalie's clit, revelling in the way she arches into my touch and whispers my name. Her hips move in time with mine, grinding against me in a desperate search for release.
Unable to resist any longer, I lower my head and flick my tongue against Natalie's swollen nub. The minute I touch her she cries out, her hands clutching the cushions beneath her.
I slide two fingers deep inside her dripping wet pussy as I gently suck on it. She's hot and tight around me, pulsing with need as I thrust in and out at a steady rhythm.
The sound of Natalie's moans fills the air around us and my cock is painfully hard. But this is for her, my dick has to wait.
I feel Natalie's walls clench around my fingers as she approaches the edge of ecstasy. Her whole body trembles beneath me as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her like a tidal wave.
With one final thrust of my fingers and a well-placed flick of my tongue against Natalie's clit, she comes undone in my arms, crying out as she tumbles over the edge.
I slowly remove my fingers from Natalie's still-trembling core and bring them to my mouth, savouring the taste of her on my tongue. She watches me with a mix of love and desire as I clean every last drop. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this.
Natalie
I get off the chaise longue with shaking legs.
“Strip!” I order. With a grin, he slowly pulls the zip on his overalls down before pushing them over his shoulders so they drop to the floor.
“All of it,” I giggle and point at his T-shirt and boxers.
He plays coy and sways his perfect bum as he teasingly slides his boxers down. I take a step towards him and gently but firmly grab his dick.
“Lie down,” I nod towards the chaise longue. That wipes the smirk off Matt’s face which is replaced by desire. He pulls his T-shirt over his head and sprawls out naked on the soft cushions. He looks like a piece of art.
I saunter to him and straddle him, my knees either side of his hips as I lower myself onto his thick, hard cock. My hands reston his chest for balance as I control the pace, taking him inch by glorious inch.
“Fuck,” he groans, his hands gripping my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”
I moan in response, my head tipping back as the pleasure intensifies with every downward thrust. I can feel him deep inside me, stretching me, filling me completely. It’s a deliciously overwhelming sensation that has me lost in the moment.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growls, his fingers digging into my flesh. “That’s it… just like that…”
My movements become more urgent as I ride him harder and faster. His cock hits all the right spots and it’s driving me wild. I can feel my clit throbbing with every thrust and I know it won’t be long before another orgasm hits me.
Matt sits up and pulls me into a tight hug whilst I grind down on him. I feel so close to him that I almost burst into tears. This is what I’ve been craving.
I kiss him deeply and start to bounce up and down, and with every thrust his cock rubs over my G-spot.
“Yes… yes…” he pants, his eyes locked on mine. “Fuck… you’re amazing…”
My heart races at his words and a flush of heat spreads through my body. I feel the familiar coil of tension building deep within me and I know it won’t be long before it unravels completely.