WEEKEND LOVE
She watched as he came through the gate. A slight whimper
escaped her lips, as she looked him over from head to toe.
Licking her lips, she stepped forward into his line of vision.
Hi.
Hey.
Their eyes met as he pulled her into his embrace. He lowered
his head and kissed her full slightly parted lips. His tongue
traced around her lips before sliding between the small
opening. She wrapped her arms more fully around his waist
and deepened the kiss, her tongue sliding along his. His
hands moved up and down her back before finally cupping
her butt. She moaned into his mouth.
Someone coughed and they jumped apart. She looked up at
him smiling shyly and blushing. He stared at her and licked
his lips. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the
gate.
Did you check any bags?
No. Lets go.
She led him outside to the car and waited for him to climb
in. She pulled out of the parking space and drove toward
the exit. She reached up and paid the fee while his hand found
a home on her thigh. She looked over at him and said nothing
as she pulled out into traffic. She began to tremble in silence
as they drove to the hotel. His big hand massaged and stroked
her thigh. She was sure he could smell her arousal. When
they reached the hotel, he pulled his bag from the back seat
and she went inside. He caught her at the elevator. As they
stood waiting, he enveloped her in a hug from behind and
pressed his hard dick into her ass. She almost melted into
a puddle. They stepped inside the elevator and pinned her
to the wall. He stood there pressing his hardness into her
and staring into her eyes. Her breathing became shallow
and she was nevermore glad to hear the ding as the elevator
reached their floor.
She opened the door and let him precede her into the room.
She smiled as she heard him laugh, knowing what met his eyes
when he entered. Candles, softly scented, were placed
strategically around the room to cast a shadow on the bed.
A bottle of white zinfandel chilled in a bucket on the table
with two glasses waiting to be filled. The covers were pulled
back on the bed and a fire and ice rose lay atop one pillow.
He turned and pulled her inside the room. He backed her against
the door, picking up where they left of in the airport.
She broke away from him. Giggling, she blew him a kiss and
went into the bathroom. He undressed and stretched out
on the bed. He looked up as he heard the soft strains of a soprano
sax. She returned to the bed and kneeling beside him whispered,
For this weekend I am yours. Whatever your wishes, let
me fulfill them. Whatever your desires, let me ignite them.
Let me be the food that feeds your hunger.
He gazed at her. Smiling slowly, he pulled her down to him
and kissed her breasts. His hands molded the full globes
of soft flesh. He brought one to his mouth and suckled as
if he were a babe, while is other hand massaged and teased
the nipple of the other. He pushed her back onto the bed and
leaned over her. His hand traveled across her abdomen and
down to cup the warm softness that marked her as a woman.
His index finger slid between the moist folds as his tongue
circled and pulled at her nipple.
An animalistic moan escaped her parted lips as she cradled
his head to her breasts. He leaned over and whispered, Remember
you are my feast.
His mouth nibbled and licked down her neck and shoulders,
over her breasts and to her stomach. He stopped and moved
so that he could kneel between her legs. Looking into her
eyes, he bowed and kissed both hips. She watched as his head
moved to the juncture of her thighs. She lifted her hips
anticipating his move. He growled and she heard an audible
sniff. I do so love the aroma of a pussy wet and craving me.
He leaned more and kissed her inner thigh. Coming back to
her center, he lay his cheek on the downy hairs and rubbed
it back and forth. Turning his head, he blew lightly across
her lips before kissing her there. She reached for him and
he pushed her hands away. He brought his hands up and parted
her dewy lips. He blew lightly across her clit before taking
it between his lips and sucking. She whimpered and he drew
away. As she whispered his name, his tongue peeked between
his lips and stroked her clit. Her hips bucked. He stroked
her thighs to calm her down before settling down to what
he craved.
He licked and nibbled her pussy as if worshipping. His fingers
slid in and out of her as his tongue teased and pulled at her
clit. He licked her thoroughly, not missing a drop. He wet
his finger in her pussy and pressed it between her cheeks
repeatedly until her ass gave him entrance. Her legs began
to tremble as she came over and over. He never stopped. The
more she came the more he licked and sucked. Her moans became
hoarse whispers begging him to stop. He began to pull away
and she pulled at his hair leading him back to her. When she
was too weak to do more than mumble his name, he laid his cheek
on her thigh and kissed her pussy. Rubbing her abdomen,
he waited for her to calm down. When the trembling stopped,
he moved up to lie beside her and pulled her into his arms.
I am not done. Im going to have some wine. Then I will be
back to let you feel me inside you. Tell me you dont want
to feel my hard dick stroking your pussy. Let me hear you
say you dont want me inside you.
Taking her silence for acquiescence, he got up, poured
a glass of wine and watched her sleep. A wicked smile crossed
his lips while he plotted how to end her nap.
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