Page 36 of Rescue
Once he has me where he wants me, he raises himself up above me and gives me a sinful look. His tongue comes out and he proceeds to lick and suck his way down the column of my neck and all the way around my nipple, never actually touching it. He moves over to the other side and teases me again, getting so close to where I need him and then backing off, continuing his trek south. Once he gets past my belly button, he moves over to my hip where he gently nibbles before starting the slow descent down the inside of my thigh, studiously avoiding my aching center, leaving whispers of his breath in his wake. I moan and writhe underneath him, the pressure building inside me even as he’s barely touching me. When he starts back up the other side, I’m sure he’s going to keep teasing me, but then he takes pity on me, moving towards my center.
Starting from the bottom, I feel him slowly work his way up before finally latching onto my throbbing clit. Bliss radiates from my core and moves through my body leaving even the tips of my fingers and toes tingling. I let out a loud moan as I revel in the sensations of his mouth moving through me. Faster than I knew possible, I’m cascading over the edge, letting out a cry that’s part wail, part moan. I didn’t even know I could make that noise. My body convulses as I’m carried away by the pleasure he draws up from inside of me.
As my head starts to clear, he rises up above me and brings his lips to kiss me. He’s not getting away so easily. He had his turn and now it’s mine.
I reach up to put my hands on his chest and push so that he falls down onto the bed next to me. I climb on top of him and kiss him with all I’ve got. I break away from his mouth and run my lips and tongue lightly along the center of his body. I trace a trail down to his waist, enjoying the light dusting of hair he has on his chest and tasting every single ab muscle he has. Once I’m done exploring, I move further down to reach for the button on his jeans.
The button opens easily and then I’m sliding off his pants and finally getting an eyeful of his impressive length. Feeling a little intimidated, I look up at him. The look on his face erases my hesitation and causes me to continue on in my quest to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
I push his pants and boxers down and he helps me get them off completely. I run my hands over his thick muscular thighs, trying to decide where I want to start. Leaning in, I push my hands up all the way to his thick shaft and pull it closer to my mouth. I lick my lips and look up to see his brows drawn together and his face tense, watching my every move. He lets out a breath and I feel his body shudder in anticipation.
I wet my lips again and lean in to kiss the head of his dick, licking the drop of cum waiting on the tip in the process. His whole body tenses and a hiss escapes his lips. I open my mouth and take him in. It’s a little hard with his impressive erection, but I make it work. I start to move up and down while swirling my tongue around. He groans in obvious pleasure which only spurs me on more. I begin to move faster, up and down, around and around. I feel him begin to spasm under me, then he quickly reaches down and pulls me up so we’re face to face.
“Whoa, there. I don’t want to cum in your mouth, gorgeous girl.” He kisses my answering pout away and gives me a smile. “Some other time. I’ve got different plans for you tonight.”
Since I’m already on top, I pull my knees up along the side of his body. I lean in to kiss him and as I do, I run my hot, wet, slit across his shaft, never letting him get close enough to press inside. He moans in frustration before grabbing me by the hips to still my rocking, then he deftly flips us so he’s on top.
When he sits up and reaches across me for the nightstand I’m confused for a minute, but then I see him grab a condom. I can’t believe I almost forgot in my lust filled haze that we should use protection. I’m on the pill, but we haven’t had a talk about any of this, so I know it’s for the best.
He quickly rips open the foil wrapper and rolls it on his rock hard erection, then positions himself so that he’s pushing against my opening. He looks up and makes eye contact with me, his eyebrows furrowed with concentration. “You ready for this?” The question seems loaded, like he’s not just talking about right now. Nothing will ever be the same after this and I don’t want them to be.
I bring my knees up and use my feet against the back of his thighs to bring him closer to me. I pull him down for an intoxicating kiss. “I’ve never been more ready in my life.”
With that he thrusts in and I cry out, the fullness surprising me. “Are you ok?” He looks down at me with concern.
“Mmmm, it’s so good,” I answer and run my hands up and down the sides of his body in reassurance. Once he sees that I’m ok, he starts moving in and out setting a delicious pace. Before I’m ready I feel myself start to tighten. I’m getting close, and almost as if he can sense it, he switches it up and pulls out. He flips me over and pulls me up on my knees, his acrobatics making my head spin. He pushes back into me and I moan loudly. He starts slow, but soon he’s picking up speed and starts to really pound into me, our bodies slapping together, breathing fast, both of us starting to sweat.
I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on the pleasure, trying to hold out until he’s ready, but enjoying this entirely too much. “Look at me,” he says, and I blink my eyes open, turning my head to see him just over my shoulder. He’s staring at me, as if he can see inside my soul. The look on his face sets me off, and unable to stop myself, I explode around him, my pussy milking his dick as he continued to thrust deep inside me. My eyes squeeze shut uncontrollably and all I can feel is the pleasure soaring through my body. My orgasm seems to set him off, as he shouts my name and stiffens. After a beat, he carefully twists us so that we’re spooning on the bed, still connected in our passion.
We both lay there for a minute, getting our breathing under control. After a few minutes I feel him lean over and kiss my neck and then my shoulder, then he gets up. “I’ll be right back,” he says as he disappears into the bathroom. I hear him moving around in there and the faucet runs. When he comes back, he slides right back into the spot he just left, leaving me feeling a sense of rightness I’ve never felt with anyone else. Like he’s my missing piece. He nuzzles the back of my neck and lets out a deep contented sigh.
I feel so warm and safe wrapped up in his arms. Miles always makes me feel so cared for and now, without saying anything, I feel like he knows how to show me how he feels better than Spencer ever did. I feel so lucky to have found this wonderful man. Sure, he has flaws, but he genuinely cares about me in a way that I’m not sure any other man has, least of all Spencer.
We must have fallen asleep like that, him laying behind me holding me tight, because when the alarm goes off at 5:30 we’re in the same position. I’m a little shocked because I usually prefer my space when I sleep. I’ve always been really hot when I sleep, so I’ve never been much of a cuddler. Something about Miles knocked me out last night and apparently I didn’t move a muscle.
I feel him stir behind me and as he reaches to turn the alarm off, I roll over so that I’m facing him. He’s lying flat on his back so he tucks me under his arm and looks down to give me an adorable sleepy smile. “Morning, baby.”
“Morning,” I say, running my hand over his chest, admiring his sexy body. “I think I could get used to waking up like this with you.”
“Mmmm, I was just thinking the same thing.” The hand behind me reaches down to grab my butt. I arch my back, pressing my breasts into the side of his body a little more, giving him a clear go ahead for whatever he has in mind.
“Did you sleep well?” he asks as he leans in to kiss me on my forehead.
“I can’t remember the last time I slept so well,” I confess as my hand continues its journey to learn every dip and curve of his abs.
“Me, too.” I must be distracting him because he reaches down and grabs my roaming palm, then brings it up to his mouth for a sweet kiss. “We should probably get going before traffic gets too bad. I don’t want to get stuck behind some wreck on the mountain.”
I pout a little, poking my bottom lip out a bit, bummed that we don’t really have time for some more snuggles and exploration this morning, but he’s right. We really do need to get moving. I heave out a sigh, “Yeah, you’re right. You want the shower first or me?”
He raises an eyebrow and says, “How about we save water and shower together?”
Don’t mind if we do.
