The taste of your desire
Rain tapped against the window, draping the city in a veil of fog. The two of us were in her apartment—wine, dim light, and the barely perceptible scent of her perfume mixed with the damp air.
"You're so beautiful..." I whispered, tracing my finger along her bare collarbone.
She smiled, tilting her head back onto the pillows. Her dark hair was tousled across the sheet, and her eyes sparkled in the nightlight's glow.
"Prove it," she challenged, shooting a provocative glance from beneath half-lowered lashes.
My lips trailed down her neck, lower, to her chest, leaving hot kisses on the path to her stomach. She sighed as I unfastened her belt and slowly removed her last barrier.
/> Her body was perfect—soft hips, delicate skin, and between her legs, a wet, enticing paradise. I pressed my face against her inner thigh, kissing and biting, feeling her tremble."Don't make me wait..." she whispered, tangling her fingers in my hair.
I didn't keep her waiting. The first touch of my tongue made her arch her back. Her taste was sweet, like ripe fruit, and every movement of mine drew soft moans. I pleasured her slowly, now gently tracing the tip of my tongue over her clitoris, now delving deeper and faster into her.
"Yes... just like that..." her voice was breathless, her fingers digging into the sheets.
I felt her body tense, waves of pleasure washing over her. When her legs closed around my head and her moans grew louder, I knew she was close.
And then I quickened my pace, making her cry out my name until the tremors of orgasm rippled through her entire body...
Her body was still shuddering from the waves of pleasure when she pulled me up to her lips. Our kiss was hot, salty from her taste mingling with mine.
"You... that..." she gasped, unable to finish, but her eyes said everything for her.
I smiled, feeling her heart pounding wildly beneath my palm. Her chest rose with each breath, and her nipples, hard and sensitive, lightly brushed against my chest.
"That was just the first round," I whispered, kissing her earlobe and feeling her shiver again.
Her hands slid down to my belt, but I gently stopped her.
"No, now I want to explore you... completely."
She froze, curiosity and desire mixing in her gaze. I slowly turned her onto her side so her back was to me and pulled her in by the waist. My fingers slid between her legs from behind, feeling how wet she was.
"You know I don't stop at just one," I whispered in her ear, feeling goosebumps rise on her skin.
My middle finger slowly slid along her slit, gathering drops of arousal, then began circling her clitoris. She moaned, pressing her back against me, her buttocks softly rubbing against my already hard cock.
"That's not fair..." she whispered, but her hips began moving in rhythm with my touch on their own.
I quickened my movements, adding a second finger, plunging it inside, feeling her body tighten around me. Her breathing became ragged, and her hand reached back, gripping my hair.
"I... I'm going to..." she didn't get to finish because a wave of a second orgasm washed over her, making her arch and cry out.
I didn't stop until her trembling began to subside, then gently turned her onto her back. Her eyes were dark with desire, her lips slightly parted.
"Now it's your turn," she reached for me, pulling off my clothes.
But that's a whole different story...