when
you’re with me.”
“Sorry.” She closed her eyes and leaned into his strong
embrace. “I don’t like storms.”
“Maybe I can make you forget all about what’s happening
outside those windows.” He moved his hands across her stomach and to her hips.
“I’m certain you can.” The lingering glances, polite
touches, and soft kisses were no longer enough. She craved more. And now it was
just them – for the whole weekend. Turning to face him, she reached up and
stroked his cheek. “Tell me your fantasy.”
He grinned before pressing his lips to hers. She could taste
the scotch on his breath. She’d never had it before but anything would taste
delicious on his lips. The heat inside
her body coursed through her veins and pulsed between her legs. As he continued
to explore her mouth with his tongue, he tightened his hold on her pulling her
against him. She could feel his arousal through the thin material of her dress.
“My fantasy is to have you.” He caressed her throat with the
back of his hand. “All of you. In every possible way.”
“You already do.” She needed him to know she would be his
and only his. All he had to do was ask. “I’m here with you because I need you
to see how much I want us.”
He slipped the strap of her sundress down her shoulder and
placed kisses where the strap had been. “I believe you.” He pulled the zipper
open at the back of her dress, hooking his fingers around the sides and tugging
at the flimsy material. “Let’s get this off.”
She stepped back and allowed him to free her from the dress.
The silk flowed down her body and landed at her feet. Taking her hand, he
assisted her in stepping over it. As he took in her bare chest, she reached
down to unhook the clasp on her shoe.
“I can do that.” He grinned as he dropped to his knees
caressing her legs as he went. “You have the softest skin.”
He slid his hands down her calves, taking her ankle in one
of them. She gripped his shoulder to steady herself as he unhooked the buckle
of her stiletto and pulled it free. He took hold of her other foot and gently
removed that shoe as well. He gently kissed his way up her legs lingering at
her inner thighs and hipbones. As he trailed his lips along her flesh he
inserted his fingers inside the elastic of her thong just where the material
met her upper thigh.
“Oh…” she cried out when he ran his finger along her slit.
“I need to taste you.” He slid her panties down her legs as he rested on his knees. He inhaled
as he placed his hands on her firm butt. “You smell divine.”
No one had ever talked to her that way or paid this much
attention to detail. Up until now, she’d only been with inexperienced boys.
Marcus was the first man to show interest in her. When he touched her it wasn’t
just about his need to satisfy himself. He wanted to please her. It was obvious
in his every action.
His warm, wet tongue moving along her folds sent a heated
rush through her system. She felt hot and cold at the same time. Each time he
nipped at her clit, her stomach muscles clenched and her nipples tingled. She’d
never been this aroused before.
Her head spun and her legs quivered when he added a finger
with his tongue. His movements were slow and deliberate but her pleasure came
on fast. She couldn’t control it. She didn’t want to. Allowing her body to give
in to Marcus completely, she let go. Her orgasm overwhelmed her and before she
could stop herself, she screamed out his name. The first climax was long and
fierce, a product of not having one for years. Then something new and exciting
happened as he continued to move his mouth along her folds – she continued to
shudder with tiny aftershocks. Each one tracking through her body and settling
between her thighs.
Marcus kissed his way up to her face, taking his time to
lick and suck her breasts, neck and lips. The scotch on his lips had been
replaced with her taste. She licked his chin and then captured his