It was the fourth time they had met and the undercurrent of attraction was just as strong as it had been the very first time. The look was unmistakable in his eyes as she looked up into them shyly and looked down quickly blushing, yet smiling to herself in excitement as they reached out and hugged each other laughingly. They both knew what would happen this night; there was no doubt in either of their minds that a sexual encounter was destined to happen after the conversations that had transpired between them. She went to the bar and while she stood there, he slowly came up behind her and told the bartender to put her drink on his tab and in a voice so smooth and quiet he bent and whispered into her ear, “You look very sexy tonight sweetheart”. She felt a thrill of anticipation run down her spine as goose bumps covered her flesh from the feel of his warm breath caressing her neck and ear and the sound of his deep, smooth, sexy voice floated to her very core. Immediately she felt the wetness forming between her thighs and soaking her g-string. She shifted ever so slightly so that she could look up into his eyes because she knew how much he liked them, what they did to him. Silently she told him yes with them, silently she said, “Paradise”. His eyes widened as he read her thoughts, wondering what would transpire between them as the evening progressed. He found her to be blatantly sexual without even realizing that she was doing so. Her personality sometimes left him laughing and shaking his head in wonderment yet also yearning to learn more about this intriguing woman because he never quite knew what would happen with her or what she would say. She found him strikingly handsome, rough, and sexy yet, with a gentle side that she could see hiding beneath the surface. Her strong attraction to him was more than just his looks, he always seemed so full of life to her. He was always laughing and full of charm, yet something about him, she could not quite put her finger on, that drew her to him.
They took their drinks and went to find a quiet secluded spot where they could be alone as much as possible and they spent a few hours having drinks, enjoying each others company, laughing and talking about nothing and everything, while the under current of sexual tension continued to grow between them. They were comfortable with each other, yet the sexual tension between them was implausible. It was like an electric current bouncing back and forth between them as they worked their way through the casualties of the evening. They spent the few hours at the bar building the anticipation between them. Snuggling with each other whenever possible, touching, teasing, and kissing each other in long slow wet kisses, singing the songs playing on the jukebox to each other as they looked into each other’s eyes. Occasionally she whispered the words to different songs in his ear seductively, each of them reveling in the excitement building between them. The looks of pure sexual desire that he gave her left her weak. He asked her to dance when a slow, romantic song came on and the tension only increased with the feel of their bodies pressed together as they swayed together to the music. She could feel the tension and desire that he was struggling to maintain and see the questions in his eyes. She looked up at him, smiled a sweet, sexy, seductive smile, and stared deeply into his eyes, telling him with just one look that she was as ready as he was. They wound their way off the dance floor and as he moved to go sit back at their table she took his hand; when he looked at her, she shook her head and pulled him in the opposite direction towards the exit.
It was time.
They walked to the parking lot and he asked her where they were going, she smiled up at him once again and told him, “Paradise baby, where else?” He took her in his arms and kissed her passionately there in the parking lot. No longer able to hold back all the sexual tension that had been building between them. He kissed her long and hard, his arms around her body strong and sure. Breathlessly she pulled away from him and as they reached her vehicle, she shook her head again and started towards his, and as she reached it, he pulled the door open for her to slide in. The look that fell between them was like nothing either had ever felt before and it left them both shaken as he walked around to get behind the wheel. By the time he had gotten his door open, she had slide across the seat to sit next to him and he smiled at the thought of having her snuggled up close to him while he drove them to his house. As he started the car she slid her hand along his thigh and he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, there were no need for words on the trip there, the knowledge of what they were about to do kept them quiet in a comfortable, yet excitable sexual tension. He smiled in the dark to himself because he knew that now she was finally going to be his. They both understood each other; there were no questions, second thoughts, or fears, nothing, but a hot wanton desire for each other.
When they reached his house, they walked to the door and went inside; he flipped on a dim lamp and took her hand leading her towards his bedroom. As he went to the bathroom, she made herself comfortable on the edge of his bed, looking around at the masculine room, enjoying the sight and scent of his manliness all over the room. He re-entered the room and looked at her sitting there, feeling the heat of her desire blazing in her gaze as she watched him walk towards her. He laid there on the bed looking at her, willing her to come to him and she did. Sliding into his arms easily, loving the feel of them around her as he slowly began to kiss her. Soft, tender kisses at first then growing in intensity, their tongues intertwined, teasing and tasting each other. His hands run up and down her back, to her face and hair, pulling her closer still, wanting to feel every inch of her body against his. He rolled her over to her back, his lips never leaving hers as their kiss continues, tongues playing, teasing each other. As he holds himself above her he reluctantly ends the kiss and stares deep into her eyes in the dimness of the room and whispers, “I want to touch you.” A moan escapes her from somewhere deep inside as his hands begin to slide a seductive trail down her body. Ever so slowly he pulls her shirt up over her head baring her to his eyes and hands. Nothing but her black lacy bra cupping and lifting her breasts, her breath quickens as she draws in short gasps from the feel of his hands slide over her chest to her stomach and back up again to cup her breasts hidden still from his view. He lowers his head and softly kisses the edges of them above her bra. A whimper escapes her as she feels his hands and lips begin the seduction of her body to his will. Goosebumps cover her flesh as he trails hot fiery kisses all over her breasts and stomach, teasing her, building the wetness there between her thighs and causing her to sigh and a deep throaty moan escapes her lips. She runs her hands through his hair, across his shoulders and down his well muscled arms and across his back pulling his mouth closer to her, begging him not to stop. The feel of his hands and lips brings shivers of delight through her. He releases the clasp on her bra wanting to taste her hard nipples in his mouth, to suck them, lick them, wanting to hear her moans of pleasure as he relishes in the feel of her body. She utters a soft throaty sound as she feels his mouth take her nipple, sucking on it tenderly, and her back arching herself into his mouth.
Wanting him to take more, begging softly for him not to stop. He licks and sucks her nipples each in turn, in between telling her in a sexy whisper how good she feels, how much he wants her, to feel her, to touch every inch of her body. Slowly sitting up between her legs that have been wrapped around him he runs his hands from her face down across her chest, cupping each breast kneading them with his calloused hands so softly, continuing down her stomach, sliding his hands down her thighs still covered in her pants, hiding the rest of her body from him. He starts to pull them off, “I want to see all of you, and I want to feel you, touch every inch of your body”. She shivers in anticipation, moaning almost uncontrollably as he runs his hands up her now naked thighs just to the juncture of her womanhood. Instinctively she arches her hips, wanting, no needing him to touch her there. “Please!” she begs. “What baby, tell me, tell me what you want sweetheart,” he whispers to her as he watches her. “Oh God! Please touch me! I love the way your hands feel on my body. I want you so badly!” “ Not yet,” he tells her. “I want to touch you and love you like you’ve never been loved before sweetheart; I want to take you slowly, oh so slowly.” And slowly he slides his fingers beneath the sexy g-string she is wearing. Feeling the heat of her desire before he even touches her there, knowing without touching her yet that she is wet with desire. He slides his finger slowly up the lips of her womanhood groaning loudly as he feels just how wet she really is for him, taking his thumb, and rubbing it across her clit. Her breathe catches in her throat in a sharp intake mixed with a guttural whimpering moan and her hips arch wildly towards his hand. He slides his finger slowly inside the heat of her womanhood feeling her clutching herself tightly around his finger as he does. Slowly he works her body, whispering softly to her as he does, telling her what he wants from her. She moans uncontrollably, whimpering wanting so desperately to give him what he asks for, knowing how very close she is. He slides his finger in and out of her faster, the thumb of his other hand working her clit as her hips bounce wildly on his hand. “Give it to me baby, it’s mine and I want it,” he whispers to her sexily. Hearing his words and feeling his hands on her sends her over the edge. Her body tenses, her womanhood clenching, clinging to his fingers in spasms and she can’t control the half scream that comes from her mouth as she gives him what he yearned for from her. She drenches his fingers with her juices in a wild overwhelming orgasm.
As she drifts back to reality, she is overtaken with a wild abandon for this man, wanting him, as she has never wanted anyone or anything in her life. She’s consumed with desire for him, to feel every inch of him as he’s done her, knowing somehow that he has not even begun to show her just how much he enjoys touching her body. She rolls him to his back, kissing him wantonly, sliding herself down his body, kissing and licking and nibbling on his manly nipples as he did hers. She runs her hands across his chest, across his strong arms, loving the feel of his strength yet knowing now just how tender this strong sexy man really can be. She slides still further down, running her tongue across his stomach, kissing him, nipping at his ribs, slowly lower, licking his thighs. Wanting to taste him in her mouth, she slides her tongue up his balls and the length of his cock, hearing him groan loudly in the pleasure she is giving him. She slides him deep into her mouth sucking him gently, her tongue dancing in circles around him as she feels him growing in her mouth, feeling his hands in her hair and hearing him moaning her name over and over telling her how good her actions feel to him. She slides him in and out of her mouth, sucking, loving the taste of his hard cock in her mouth. He lets out a loud groan of pleasure, “God sweetheart that feels so good, oh my God that feels so good!” After a while he pulls her back up his body and kisses her deeply. “You feel so good sweetheart I want to touch you some more,” and he gently lays her back down on the bed and starts his ritual of worshipping her body once again, causing her to orgasm many times before he takes her the way she’s begged him to. He slides up her body and enters her slowly both of them moaning loudly in pleasure at the feel of their bodies joined together at last. Never in her life had anyone made love to her as he was. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he begins to pump into her. She is overcome with feelings, all of her senses alive, every nerve ending in her body tingling with desire for this man. Her body arching up to meet his as he slowly pumps into her, wanting more and more of him, yet somehow knowing that if she asks he’ll simply tell her, “No rush baby, I want to enjoy you slowly.” He feels so good buried inside her, his body up against every inch of hers. Her legs wrapped around his body, her breathes coming in uneven gasps each time he slides in and out of her, arms holding him tightly as he loves her. She whispers sexily in his ear that she wants him behind her, filling her and after a while, he accommodates her. Regretting that he has to leave her body long enough to let her flip over onto her stomach, her ass raised in the air to him as he slides between her legs to fill her once again and this time he can’t hold back when he enters her. He tries desperately to keep his control, but the feel of her body wrapped around him, clenching his hard cock in rocking spasms as she orgasms over and over while he pumps into her harder and harder until he too, explodes inside her both of them overcome with the feelings of their lovemaking. Both gasping for air as he half collapses on top of her, his arms wrapped around her, the act of their lovemaking draining them both of all energy. He rolls them both to their sides, wrapping his arms more tightly around her as he pulls her closer to him and whispers in her ear that what they had done together was amazing. Both of them exhausted, they snuggle together there in the dark, both lost in their own thoughts of the events that had happened that night, each with their own little smile of contentment as they drift off in contented slumber.
They both knew what would happen this night but neither realized exactly how it would make the two of them feel, how much their lovemaking would stir them. Neither of them ever dreamed that anything could make them feel the way that they felt tonight as they lay in peaceful slumber, their bodies snuggled closely, holding each other tight.