Even though he said he wanted me to come over, I still thought he would back out. Things had become too intense, he wanted time apart. Never one to give up, I just had to see if I would ever have a night of passion with him again.
When my phone rang, I held my breath. "Hello?"
"Hey, when can you get here?"
My heart jumped, and I was so glad I had already been out for the night, dressed up and ready to go see my hot lover. "I'm on my way."
I let myself in, and he rose from the couch and walked toward me quietly. "You're beautiful!" He whispered as he pulled me close. "Can I hold you?" We held each other, and I could feel his heart beating. He was trembling with restraint and anticipation. I knew without a doubt that he had been missing me and wanting me just as much as I had missed him. "Can I kiss you?" He didn't wait for me to answer. His mouth covered mine and he devoured me, like a starving man. His tongue pushed in and out of my mouth to let me know what he wanted to do to me.
We stopped kissing and stood there, taking each other in with our eyes and hands. He offered me wine, and I followed him to the kitchen. "White, right?" "Whatever," I mumbled, too distracted to care. He read my mind and pushed me up against the counter, pressing his already hard cock against me. We kissed again, with so much need and desire, and he grinded his hips into mine. Our bodies pressed together, he let his hands roam upward to my breasts, gently cupping each with his hands and giving me a light squeeze. "You feel so good." His voice came out quiet and rough, so much like a growl. It's my favorite sound in the world!
I moaned my pleasure into his mouth, and he kissed me even more deeply. "You are so sexy, I want to taste you." I nodded my head, too engulfed by passion to speak, and he sank down onto his knees in front of me. "I'm going to taste you right here in my kitchen," he said, with a naughty laugh in his voice.
He pulled my dress up with one hand and dragged my panties to one side with the other. He licked gently, then let his whole mouth cover my pussy, licking and sucking my lips. He flicked his tongue over my clit, again and again, making me moan and writhe against his face. He started tonguing me, and I rocked my hips against his mouth, helping him as he pushed his tongue in and out. I looked down at him in the dark. I could see his eyes so full of lust and passion. His eyes are deep and penetrating, always looking into my mind and knowing what I want and what I need.
I came in his mouth, standing there in his kitchen, moaning out his name and pressing my hips against his face. He rose and kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself in his mouth. I dropped down to my knees and pulled his sweatpants and boxers down. His cocked bounced out, and I took him into my mouth, sucking him and stroking him with my hands. He moaned as he watched me. Not wanting to come so soon, he helped me stand up and kissed me again, pleading "let's go upstairs right now."
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