Page 21 of Praying Mantis

“Sounds perfect. Why don’t you text me your address and I’ll be there when I get off work?” I lean down and capture her lips. Louisa leans into me fisting my shirt pulling me closer to her. She moans and my cock is now straining against my jeans. My hands grab her hair to control her lips. I don’t want her to remove her perfect, pouty lips from mine. They belong to me. After a few minutes of making out like teenagers, we break apart trying to catch our breath.

“I want to kiss you all day and night,” I whisper against her ear as I hold her in my arms.

“Tonight bring a change of clothes for work tomorrow and you can kiss me all night long.” I shiver as she runs her fingernails up my spine.

“You’re making it hard to go back to work and not stay with you.”

“I’m not doing anything,” Louisa teases as she kisses my jawline.

“Temptress,” I whisper. If on cue, my phone alarm goes off informing me I needed to get back to work. “Damn it. My job is always cockblocking me with you.” Louisa laughs. “I’ll see you later. I’ll text when I’m on my way.” We kiss for a couple more minutes before breaking apart again. I help her into the car before walking to mine. I can’t help the smile which never leaves my face for the rest of the day.

Louisa

Sean sent me a message earlier telling me he’s on the way and my nerves are setting in. I came home from lunch being on cloud nine until it hit me. I asked Sean to spend the night with me. Will he expect sex with me? I called Matthew, and he booked me an appointment at a spa for a day of pampering, getting my nails and hair done and if time maybe a mini massage depending on how I’m feeling because as Matthew told me, “Since I was a bitch and ghosted the hottie, I could do something nice for him.” I didn’t argue with him because he’s right yet again.

Before I went to the spa, I cleaned my apartment even though it’s always clean because of my OCD. Now I’m standing in my kitchen in a summer dress playing with the hem. Matthew and I went through my closet and thought this was a good choice for aNetflix & Chillnight with my sexy FBI agent.

“No. I’m trying too hard. I need to change back into my yoga pants and T-shirt. He gets to see me as I am. The real me.” I head back down the hallway to change when the doorbell rings. “Fuck.” I let out a breath before walking to the door. I count to four before opening it. Sean’s smiling face relaxes my nerves.

“Wow. You keep getting more beautiful every time I see you.” He steps in and sweeps me into his arms. He kisses me like he hasn’t seen me in months, and he’s been dying without my lips on his. He closes the door by pushing my body against it. My hands fumble with the dress shirt he had on earlier from his workday. As I untuck his shirt from inside the jeans he’s wearing, I unbutton the blue dress shirt. Pushing it off his shoulders the shirt drops to the floor with a thud. My fingertips are all over his upper body.

“I need you naked,” I breathe out in a low tone. I push on his shoulder making him step back, breaking the spell he has on me. I need this man buried deep inside me like I need my coffee in the morning.

“I’ll get naked when you get naked. I need to taste you before I bury myself so far inside you tomorrow you’ll be feeling me every time you move.” His voice is husky and sends a shiver through me. Sean’s body radiates control. He takes the bottom of my dress and lifts it over my head. I’m standing in front of him in a white lace bra and matching panty set. He hovers over me and before I know it his hands are on the globes of my ass. He’s lifting me up as my legs wrap around his waist. My arms snake around his neck while we kiss. Sean’s hands quickly remove my bra, throwing it behind him.

My ass hits something cold making me squeak. I notice he’s placed me on the kitchen counter. I spread my legs wider for him to come closer into me and in a surprise move he scoots me down so my pussy is at the edge. He slides my panties off with my help as I lift my hips slightly. Thankfully he doesn’t rip them off of me.

“On your back,” he whispers into my thighs, leaving kisses on each side. I follow his instructions as his tongue licks my pussy from bottom to clit. Sean slides a finger inside me while his tongue flicks my clit before he sucks and nibbles on it. The sensation of his actions has my thighs squeezing his head like a vise grip. He moans as my hips instinctively jerk up. His finger slides in and out and I whimper every time his finger slips inside me. Sean adds another one as he continues alternating from flicking, sucking, and nibbling on my clit.

“Sean, I’m going to come.” I pant as my hands fist his black hair. I tug on it as I arch my back, screaming his name.

Sean

This woman is killing me. The way she responds to my touch is mind-blowing to me. Louisa’s pussy is squeezing my three fingers as she’s screaming my name. After a couple of seconds, I remove them to taste her orgasm. She’s pulling on my hair as her thighs are trying to knock me out like a wrestler does to end a fight by doing a chokehold. If this is how I go, suffocated by the thighs of this goddess, I hope they put it in my obituary. I stand once she comes down from her orgasm. Her eyes flutter as she lays completely naked in front of me. My jeans are still on and right now all I can think about is burying myself deep into her nice and wet pussy.

“Wow,” Louisa mutters as she sits up. She looks around where she’s sitting and jumps off frantically moving around the kitchen. She grabs some yellow rubber gloves, a cloth, and cleaner. She’s cleaning the counter naked where my tongue was just buried inside her.

“Baby, what’s going on?” I place my hands on her shoulders after she moves to pick up the discarded clothes.

“I need to pick these clothes up and clean up the kitchen.” She doesn’t make eye contact with me while she talks. I help her pick things up.

“Is there a reason why? I was hoping we could move to the bedroom to finish what we started here in the kitchen before we order dinner.” I brush her brown hair off her naked shoulder before kissing it.

“I need things to be in order.” Louisa stops herself before turning to face me. “I think you should leave and never call me again. I’m sorry.” She goes to move away from me but my hands clasp her wrists stopping her.

“Talk to me. Is this an OCD thing? Or are you a nervous cleaner?” I ask. Her shoulders sag in defeat and I pull her into my arms. “I have a compulsive cleaning tic. At my apartment, I have someone who comes in to clean it, but I always go back through and re-clean it all. If I cook something, friends come over, or family is there for a visit and once they either go to bed or leave, I deep clean my apartment before I can go to sleep. It’s not something I talk a lot about because people think something is wrong with me. I can’t sleep if something isn’t clean.”

“They diagnosed me with OCD. I can’t believe I’m cleaning after an orgasm that made me see stars . You must think I’m crazy.” Louisa chuckles as she puts the cleaning supplies away. I fold our clothes and put them on the kitchen counter.

“If you’re crazy, than I am too. It doesn’t bother me, but I need you to talk to me. I can understand you better if I know things about you. We talked a lot in text messages but never really got to know each other huh?” She nods. “So, let’s finish what we started and then while we eat we can play twenty questions. But Louisa, if I don’t get to fuck you in the next five seconds then I’m going to your bathroom, taking a shower, and fuck my hand because I’m so hard right now I could drill through the stainless steel fridge right there.” Louisa laughs as she blows me a kiss and runs down a hallway. “Ready or not, here I come.” I chase after her.

The sight before me when I walked into the only door open down the hallway Louisa ran had me stopping in my tracks. She’s sitting on her knees waiting for me. I swallow hard as I unbutton my jeans and slide my zipper down. I stalk toward her.

“I want your cock in my mouth. I want to feel your cum coat the back of my throat as it slides down.” She winks at me. Her lips are bare of the red lipstick from earlier and puffy from our kissing. I shiver at the thought of her staining my cock with the lipstick she had on and wonder if I can ask her to reapply it for me.

“Your wish is my command.” Louisa reaches up and pushes my jeans and boxers down then helps me out of them. Now I’m completely naked in front of her. I pump my hard cock before Louisa takes over. She licks the precum leaking from the tip of my cock before swallowing my whole. She wets my cock with her tongue. I moan as she takes me in her mouth again using her tongue to circle my tip. As her head bobs up and down on my cock, her hand twists following her mouth. My balls are tightening, and I know I’m about to send my cum down her throat. I didn’t want to come this fast but the way my girl works her tongue. She releases my cock with a pop, staring up at me while her hand still moves up and down.

“You’re a temptress,” I whisper as I run a finger along her jawline. “How the fuck did I get so lucky?” She smiles at me through those eyelashes. I groan as Louisa flicks the tip of my cock recreating what I did to her clit. “Baby, I’m going to come all over your face if you don’t stop.” With those words, she takes me again into her mouth. She tightens her grip on my cock as she sucks my cock, her cheeks hollowing. And before I know it from seeing this beautiful girl on her knees, I’m coming down her throat. She swallows every ounce of me. My knees want to buckle, but I stop myself from falling onto the girl of my dreams. She stands up and I kiss her pushing my tongue between her lips tasting myself on her. It’s one of the sexiest things I ever tasted, her still on my lips and me on her tongue mixing together. She moans into my kiss as I walk her back toward her bed. She falls backward and I take in the beauty with the curves naked spread out before me. I lick my lips like a hungry man at the buffet table.