PeakExperience (5 page)

“From our first kiss at the gallery I’ve been thinking of
how wonderful it would be to have you spread out for me to feast on. God, Lena,
you were made for me to taste.”

She couldn’t stop the flood of wetness his words caused and
his moan told her he enjoyed her reaction. Keeping one finger inside her, he
slowly dragged another down lower to the sensitive skin between her two
openings. When his finger gently teased her ass, she gasped. Men had touched
her there before, but mostly with a more brutal insistence. His gentle probing
and teasing was different and more pleasurable than she imagined. What else
could she learn about herself before the night was over?

“You’re amazingly responsive. It’s a special woman who
reacts with so much intensity. It’s incredible. You’re incredible.”

Lena heard his words all the way to her soul. She wanted a
night of sex. She never imagined it could give her more. If it could feel this
good, in the future she wouldn’t hold back with her partners. As he continued
to work his tongue over her clit and his fingers into her pussy and ass, years
of concern and pain started to melt into the pleasure he was giving her.

“I want to see you, feel you, taste you as you come for me,
sweet Lena. Let me give you the pleasure you’re craving.”

“God, yes,” she said and her hands went involuntarily to his
head, threading her fingers in his hair. Wanting. She’d never wanted like this.
Needed like this. When he stretched her with two fingers and focused the tip of
his tongue on her clit, she knew her orgasm was imminent.

“Daniel, I—” she started, trying to tell him, alert him, but
was unable to make her jaw work.

“Yes,” he murmured. “I know. Don’t hold back.”

His words were as powerful as his touch and her climax burst
through her in a wave of passion that forced her to let go of him, grip the
sheets and yell out, unable to hold back from the strength of it. As her back
arched off the bed she said his name, the word “yes”, and nothing more as she
exploded in a way she never experienced. It was as if every cell was coming.

For the first time in her memory, a man didn’t stop touching
her immediately after she had an orgasm. As the intensity of her climax ebbed,
Daniel continued to lick and stroke her, causing waves of aftershocks that were
wonderful mini-peaks making her gasp every few seconds.

“Now that,” she managed after a minute or so, “is what I
call breathless.”

He kissed her inner thigh and laughed. “That’s a good
thing.”

“It’s a great thing,” she said. “Actually, I’m pretty
certain it borders on amazing, but right now, I’m not sure I’m capable of
thinking.”

“I like hearing that,” he said and continued to kiss his way
along her body, stopping at her breasts to lick and nibble her nipples before
arriving at her lips again.

“I like saying it,” she said and wrapped her arms around him
to kiss him deeply. As she moved her leg she discovered he was still wearing
his pants. “You are too dressed.”

“Want to do something about it?”

“Absolutely.” He rolled to her side and they both reached
for his fly.

Laughing, she said, “Let me.”

“Okay, I’m going to do something else with my hands.” He
caressed her shoulders, breasts, and was moving toward her ass when she swatted
him.

“Cut that out or I’m never going to get these off.”

“A definite threat. I’ll behave,” he said.

“Not for long,” she said and kissed him as she eased his
pants down over his hips. His knees stopped her progress, so he stood and took
them off the rest of the way himself, pulling his socks off in the process.

“Better?”

He was gorgeous when he was naked, with lean muscles and a
broad chest. Breathless for at least the third time that night she answered,
“Absolutely,” and pulled him onto the bed with her.

As he pressed himself against her, Daniel decided skin to
skin was the best sensation. Although skin to thigh-high stockings was a very
close second. From the moment he uncovered her sexy legs he ached to feel them
wrapped completely around him. He knew from their summer together she didn’t
like being short, but he adored her body. All her curves gave him numerous
sensitive places to explore—and exploit. He never met a woman who responded as
openly. She was exquisite.

They continued to kiss. It was torture to wait to reach for
a condom and slide inside her. Her hands roamed over his body, his back then
his ass, driving him crazy.

“Do you have any idea how much I want you?”

She reached around and gripped his cock. “I think this gives
me a pretty good idea,” she said.

He gasped then let the breath out slowly between his teeth.
“My control isn’t very good, Lena,” he said slowly. “You may not want to do
that for long.”

She kissed him, moving her lips to his jaw and neck. “I know
exactly what I want. I want to please you at least as much as you pleased me.”
With gentle pressure she pushed him back from her until he was lying flat.
“You’re all mine.”

He was not going to survive this. First she kissed her way
to his chest, teasing his nipples and licking them, letting her hands work
their way lower to his outer thighs where she raked him gently with her nails,
making him groan.

“Your skin is so warm,” she said.

“I’m amazed it’s not feverish with all you’re doing.”

“You have a lot of body to explore,” she said, “which means
lots of possible places where you are sensitive. Like here, for example.” She
traced a line down the center of his chest with a finger then followed it with
her tongue. Her long hair fell forward, brushing his skin and adding another
sensation. It was not only exciting, but completely new. Most women headed
straight for his cock, never lingering anywhere else.

He moaned and was rewarded with the feel of her smile
against his skin. “You like that,” she said.

“Like is an understatement, but I’m not capable of more
thoughts.”

“Then I’m doing something right.”

He stroked her hair. “Beyond right,” he said. He knew she
was creative, but bringing that trait into bed was more thrilling than he
imagined. And he imagined plenty. Reality was better.

Lena worked down his body, touching, nipping and licking
until she got to his cock. Instead of touching him directly, she traced her
fingers around the base, teasing the skin and the valley made by his thighs.

“Where did you learn to do that?” he asked, his control
slipping.

“From you.”

He sat up slightly, bracing on his elbows. “Me?”

She looked at him and he thought he’d never seen anything as
sexy as her face near his crotch. “Yes, you teased and stroked me, finding all
sorts of new places I didn’t know were exciting. I thought you might enjoy the
same thing.”

“Sweet torture,” he said, falling back onto the pillow.

The moisture of pre-come wet the tip of his cock before her
mouth closed over it. She held the top part in her mouth, swirling her tongue
around until he was certain he would go mad. When she added the touch of her
hand, he had to protest. “Lena, what you are doing feels amazing, but if you
don’t stop, I’m going to come in your mouth.”

“Think you can get hard again?”

He liked the daring in her voice. “With you? Definitely.”

“Then I’m not going to stop.” And she didn’t.

Her hands and mouth returned to his erection, this time
taking him more deeply. He could feel the back of her throat against the head.
When her hands moved lower to cup and tease his balls there was no stopping his
orgasm. “God, Lena, yes,” he yelled and as her hand circled the base of his
cock, he came in hard bursts.

Once again she followed his lead and kissed her way along
his still shivering body. “I can’t remember the last time I was able to make a
man come that way,” she said.

He looked at her, surprised. “I can’t imagine a man not
coming when you do that. Talk about magic.” He kissed her deeply and stroked
his hands down her back, cupping her ass then bringing her leg over him. “I
love these stockings. After tonight I think the other kind should be outlawed.”

“Only thigh-highs from now on?”

“Absolutely. The world will be a better place for it. I
guarantee it.”

“An interesting platform. Are you planning on politics in
addition to art?”

“Never,” he said with a smile as his hand gently stroked the
lips of her pussy. “I am, however, planning on getting you excited again and
making you beg to have me deep inside you.”

Again his words and touch sent waves of tingles through her.
“How is it you know exactly how to excite me?”

“You tell me what you like with every sigh and moan. I’m
following your responses. And there are so many of them, you make it very
easy.”

“You could give lessons.”

“More career suggestions?”

“Hardly,” she said with a laugh. “And speaking of hard.” She
traced a path through his dark chest hair to his cock. It was exciting to find
him hard again. She never believed she could excite a man the way she excited
him. It made her feel powerful and sexy. “You were right about your ability to
become aroused again.”

“I’d say that makes us very compatible.”

“So far, so very, very good,” she said and then nothing more
as he drove two fingers into her, twisting them slightly to tease the walls of
her pussy, creating more delightful vibrations. As he reached deeper she
experienced an unfamiliar sensitivity. She let go of him and whispered,
“Daniel, I, oh, that’s…um, new.” She gripped his shoulders, digging her nails
in as something within her stirred.

“Is it? It shouldn’t be. Foolish of your lovers never to go
looking for this spot. Ah well, their loss is my gain.”

He continued to create more of the intense feelings until
she was gasping. Something insistent built inside her until she heard herself
demand, “Daniel, I need you. I need you inside me.”

He moved away to search, she assumed, for a condom. “In my
bag,” she said, breathless and already aching for his return.

“Ah, you’re the Boy Scout.”

“No,” she panted as he touched the spot once again. “Gift
from hopeful friend.” She wasn’t capable of complete sentences. She heard the
telltale sound of a package opening and looked to see him slide the latex
quickly down his cock. Somehow it looked bigger than it did when she was
sucking him.

He rejoined her on the bed. She pulled him on top of her and
opened her legs. She never craved, never hungered like this for a man. The need
was overwhelming.

She placed her hand between their bodies and lifted her hips
to guide him into her. He moved slowly, concerned, she thought, for her
comfort. “I want all of you, Daniel. Deeply. Touch that place in me again, this
time with your cock.”

“God, yes,” he said and didn’t hold anything back as he
sheathed himself completely inside her.

Lena cried out his name again as he stretched her, filled
her. Wrapping her legs around him, she pulled him closer. She kissed him,
exploring his mouth with her tongue the way she explored his body. He met her
heat with his own, giving as much as he was taking. Her hands traced his chest and
over his shoulders, raking down his back. She loved feeling his muscles move as
he pumped into her in long, deep strokes.

Taking a quick breath, he said, “Lena, I’m so close again.”

“Thank goodness,” she replied. “I don’t know how long I can
last.” He lifted himself slightly away from her body, but before she could
protest, he slipped a hand between them and found her swollen clit. He rubbed
the slippery nub, raising her excitement further.

“God, we feel good together,” he said. As he continued to
stroke her, she could feel every inch of his cock sliding into her body. It was
all she needed to go over the top again.

Her nails dug into his ass, her body rose off the bed as her
second orgasm crashed through her, starting at the center and radiating out so
forcefully she yelled. Her cry of pleasure was shortly joined by his and he
crushed his mouth over hers, effectively silencing them both as he drove
himself into her more deeply than any man ever had.

As her orgasm slowed, his kisses gentled, although he continued
to move within her, massaging her swollen passage and creating ripples that
added to her pleasure and the sated feeling stealing through her.

She cupped his face in her hands. “That was truly amazing,”
she said, unable to keep the wonder out of her voice.

“Yes, you were,” he answered.

“That’s not what I—”

He stopped her with a finger over her mouth. “I know it’s
not, but it’s what I meant.”

She smiled and let her body go limp. She sensed the truth in
his words and they were as wonderful as his abilities in bed, which were
considerable. Michelle was right. Multiple orgasms could indeed solve myriad
problems.

“Where are you going?” she asked as he rolled off her.

“I don’t want to crush you,” he said.

“Oh, you’re not that big. Well,” she ran a finger down his
cock, “you are, but I didn’t mind.”

He laughed. “You’re good for my ego.” He reached over for a
tissue from the bedside table and removed the condom. “Besides, being in this
position allows me to hold you better.” He pulled her close and she rested her
head on his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.

His arm came around her as she curled comfortably against
him. She was too exhausted to move. A short rest would be good and then she
would say her goodbyes and thank him for the most incredible night of her life.

Why did thinking of saying goodbye cause such a twinge of
regret?

As he held her, Lena tried to remember the last time she was
this content or enjoyed herself in bed so completely. No memories came to her.
All she could think of was the incredible highs she enjoyed this evening. Her
friend was right. Risks could be good. Drained, she closed her eyes.