Desires (42 page)

He released her lips, only to touch his lips over her
face, covering her skin in tiny kisses. She filled her nostrils with his scent.
She’d heard of pheromones, but she’d never become aroused by someone’s scent
before Dan. More than cologne, more than aftershave, it was simply—him. He
kissed across her forehead, then the tip of her nose, before coming back to her
lips, a delicate touch first, then a deeper investigation. She opened to him
eagerly, their tongues circling in a duel of delight.

She indulged herself in him, yearning to have him
completely. She rolled her tongue around his, moaning at the sensations
flowering within her at the mere touch of their lips together.

Dan ran his hands up and down Stacie’s back. Shivers
blossomed and she fell back onto the bed. Dan followed her, keeping his lips connected
to hers, half-covering her body with his. His body heat penetrated her clothes
and when he rested his hand on her waist, her body trembled. She wrapped her
leg around his and her arms around his back, clinging to him, holding him
close. She never wanted to let him go.

He insinuated his right hand under her top. His
fingertips were freezing and she shivered, aware of her nipples peaking. Dan
moved his lips away from hers, moving across her right cheek, then slowly to
her earlobe, gently using his teeth and breath to inflict delicious torture.
Stacie kept her eyes firmly closed, feeling him wandering down to her neckline.
He skipped past her breasts—despite her almost thrusting them in his face for
attention—sliding down her slender body. He lifted her top and she shivered in
anticipation, holding her abdomen tight. He began to kiss around her navel and
her breath came short.

Impatient, she sat up and pulled off her top, throwing it
randomly across the room before lying back down on the bed. Dan pressed his
lips gently against her tummy, moving up inch by torturous inch. When he
reached her breasts he again went past them, lifting his body up. Stacie almost
cried with frustration. Far, far too slowly, he kissed all the way from one
shoulder, down her clavicle to the hollow of her throat, kissing around the
little ring of bone there, flicking his tongue over it. Then back up the other
clavicle, so snail-like Stacie felt as if she could scream. Back over to the
other shoulder, raising a crop of goosebumps as he went. She clenched her inner
muscles, feeling her pussy throb.

He shifted position again, moving down her body just a
little. He glanced up at her, his eyes huge and dark, then moved his gaze down
to her chest. Her boobs rose out of their lace housing, quivering with every
heartbeat.

Dan pressed his lips into the soft skin just above her
breasts, his tongue darting out, tasting her. Finally! Stacie thrust her
breasts at him. He kissed all along the upper curve of both breasts, then went
back down to her tummy. She huffed out her breath, starting to get impatient. She
sat up slightly, grabbing his top and pulling it up. Dan sat up also and pulled
it up over his head.

Seizing her chance, Stacie knelt up then swiftly slung
one leg over him, straddling his lap. He dropped back onto the bed, shooting
her a knowing smile. Stacie leant over him and kissed him soundly, taking hold
of his lip with her teeth and pulling it slightly before releasing it. Hunger
filled her—she wanted to taste every inch of his divine flesh. She made her way
down his body, kissing around his nipples before sucking, hearing him moan.

Stacie moved down his body, pressing her lips around his
navel, darting her tongue out to lick the sensitive button, then moving her
lips away to blow on the wetness she had left. The fine hairs on his stomach stood
on end and he shivered. Just as she was about to move lower, he took hold of
her shoulders and flipped her over onto her back. Excitement raced through her,
leaving anticipation in its wake.

Dan slid down her body, stopping at her breasts. She
watched him gaze up at her, then he plunged her breasts together and began
kissing from one to the other. Endorphins raced through her and she pushed
herself up to him, closing her eyes and throwing her head back into the pillow.
The feel of his hands and tongue and lips on her flesh set her nerves afire and
her breath caught in her throat. Dan took hold of her bra straps, pulling them
down revealing her nipples, erect and ready. He took her right nipple into his
mouth, licking and sucking it, and teasing it with his teeth. Stacie wailed in
pure ecstasy as he used his finger and thumb to gently twist and pull her left nipple.

She was panting, lost in exquisite desire when he stood
up and removed his trousers. Stacie sat up, staring directly into his groin,
seeing his penis making a bid for escape from his trunks. She reached forward
to touch his manhood, filling the palm of her hand with his balls then running
her other hand along his long length to stroke it. He pushed himself into her
hands and she reached round and took hold of his bottom, bringing him even
closer to her.

She pulled his trunks down. His cock reared up, eager
for freedom. She placed the tip of her tongue at the base of his manhood,
sweeping it up the full length of him, feeling him reacting. Dan moaned aloud as
she rolled her tongue round the tip. She cupped his balls in her hand, feeling
the warm weight of them within the sac. She wrapped her fingers around his
girth, delighting in his firmness. She took the tip of his dick into her mouth.
He cried out with pleasure and his body jerked involuntarily as she took his
manhood deeper, flicking her tongue over the end. Dan reached down to play with
her nipples, pinching and adding naughty twists, sending her senses into
eruption.

Dan took her hands and pulled her to her feet. He
unfastened her jeans and tugged them down, pulling her panties with them. She
sat her naked bottom on the bed and he pulled them off her feet, throwing them
away. She wriggled backwards onto the bed, ripping off her bra and discarding
it before taking up position at the pillow end. He pulled off the trunks that
she’d left at half-mast round his thighs then climbed onto the bed and lay next
to her. He twined her hair round his fingers and gazed at her before locking
his lips to hers. She wrapped herself round him, feeling his body hot against
hers—chest to chest, legs to legs, lips to lips. Kissed into submission, she
lay catching her breath as he slithered down the bed, opening her legs to him.

Stacie gripped the bed sheet as Dan blissfully kissed
around her mound. His lips touched her inner thighs, one then the other. His
touch weakened her, her heart skipped beats. She felt his breath on her, driving
her wild—she reached behind her to grab the headboard, pushing up to meet him. His
tongue touched her lips, tiny licks up and down the sides—she moaned and
thrashed her head on the pillow, trying to keep her lower body still for him.
His thumbs parted her lips and he touched his tongue to her clitoris, just a
little touch, dotting the tip of his tongue down her feminine centre to her
pussy entrance and back up again, flicking and licking, sending lightning bolts
around her body. She bent her knees, opening herself as wide as she could for
him.

Stacie gripped the bedhead so hard it dug into her
fingers, screaming out aloud as his tongue flicked over her folds of flesh, sending
her to heaven. Dan’s tongue played her clit like a master oboist, he circled
his tongue over her most sensitive spot and she danced to his melody. He
inserted his fingers into her vagina, forcing her to thrust her hips high off
the bed. Dan drove his fingers in and out, wiggling them around inside her. Then
he withdrew them, placing them at her lips. She opened her mouth to taste her
juices on his fingers, sweet and tangy.

Dan dipped his fingers back in her vagina, sending her
rocketing into oblivion. His tongue and fingers wandered her mound, dipping
into her slick hole and up to her clitoris, teasing her in all areas, driving
her body to heaven.

He licked and sucked on her clitoris, sending her body
crazy with pleasure. Her mind was lost, feeling the build up of pleasure, concentrating
on his rhythm. Her heart beat faster and her body broke into a sweat. Then that
sweet unsurpassed sensation shot through her body, ripping through her nervous
system. She cried and moaned, thrashing her body around, jerking wildly on the
bed. Dan carefully eased off on his manipulations as her orgasm ran its course,
finally stopping when she flopped back onto the duvet, exhausted.

She opened her eyes to see Dan gazing down on her, his
face filled with an emotion she couldn’t identify. He smiled as soon as he saw
her looking, so she wondered if she had imagined it.

She reached down and took hold of his cock, running her hand
up and down the length of it. He needed no further encouragement. He swung on
top of her, his cock touching her dripping pussy.

“Haven’t we forgotten something,” she gasped, regretting
the necessity.

He rested his cockhead on her pussy entrance. She moaned,
desperate to feel him inside her, but wriggled back a touch. “What,” he
growled.

“The condom?”

An eternity passed in a second. Dan’s eyes altered,
seeming to grow black as he gazed at her. “I want to make love to you tonight,
Stacie. Make love, not have sex. I want to feel your skin against mine, all
over.”

The emphasis he placed on those final two words was
unmistakeable. Stacie closed her eyes and tried to fight her body which
screamed out its agreement.

“Is that wise?” she said in a hoarse whisper.

“I’m clean,” Dan assured her. “All the staff have
regular health checks. Are you on the pill?”

Stacie nodded.

“Then, let me make love to you, Stacie. Let me feel
you.”

Her body and mind warred. The desperate pleadings of her
libido were hard to resist. Ignoring the side of her that advocated caution, she
widened her thighs to give him easy access, craving the feel of him within her.
His eyes were fixed to hers—drowning her in their depths. He slid smoothly in
and groaned aloud, burying his head in her shoulder as he drove into her again
and again. Relishing the feel of him bare within her, she clutched his head to
her. He seemed curiously suddenly vulnerable. She embraced him and welcomed him
as he plunged into her with abandon. He seemed possessed, pounding without
heed. He murmured her name as he sank his full length in and out of her. She
wrapped her arms around his, kissing along his muscular shoulders as he rammed into
her before finally slowing, seeming to lose that initial wild need. He raised
his head to look down at her, that odd look in his eyes again then dove down
onto her breast, sucking eagerly as he continued to fill her, more slowly now. He
eased his penis in and out, sucking on her nipple as he slid one hand down to
her clit, gently rubbing the still-throbbing bud. She responded instantly with
a gasp and a shiver as he used her own juices to slick his thumb and bring her
back to readiness. He moved onto the other breast, licking and nibbling at her
tender nipple, causing her to shiver and wriggle in his arms.

He climbed off her, crawling up the bed. He turned her
to face him, then pressed his body alongside hers, moulding their bodies
together. Stacie lifted her left leg and wrapped it around his hip. Dan pulled
her into his embrace as he slid his cock in her slick wetness. She met his
thrusts, matching his need, ensuring his cock continued to hit where it gave
her most pleasure. It only took half a roll for her to be on top, straddling
him.

She leaned back taking his cock deep into her, feeling
it hitting her most sensitive spot. She rode him frantically, rubbing her own
clit. Her body
spasmed
and she felt her juices pooling
between them. He reached up to cup her breasts as she threw her head back,
screaming her climax to the unheeding walls. She shook and gasped, eventually
flopping over onto his chest.

As her breathing slowed, he rolled her over onto her
back, covering her body with his. He kissed her nose, and her lips, before
slowly sliding into her slick wetness. She held his head close to her chest as
he began to thrust into her, gently at first, then becoming more ardent. He
breathed her name as, with one last frantic push, he filled her with his cream,
spurting his juice deep within her, his cock pulsing with every strangulated
gasp. She gazed up at him as his orgasm ended, his eyes were closed and his
face wore a beatific expression. Quite unexpectedly, she felt tears well. She
blinked them away, quickly scrubbing at her eyes before he saw. He opened his
eyes and smiled down at her, then carefully pulled out before crumpling next to
her on the bed. He pulled her to him and kissed her hair. Stacie leaned her
head close to his chest, feeling his arms around her. She could hear his
heartbeat slowing and his breathing ease. She closed her eyes, wishing this
perfect, magical moment would never end.

* *
* *

Dan’s watch alarm woke them up the next morning. They leaped
out of bed and began scooting around the room to get ready. Dan rang for
breakfast. Stacie grabbed a quick shower and then put on her makeup whilst Dan
showered.

After breakfast Stacie pulled her work suit out of the
wardrobe, along with the blouse she’d worn on Friday. She held it out and
tutted
over it.

“What’s up?” Dan said, coming over and hugging her from
behind, already dressed.