SEVEN
Emerson
One Week Later…
It’sFriday night and work has finally calmed down for both of us and Denver and I are finally able to spend some quality time together. Denver is taking me out to celebrate tonight. I got my three-year raise at work on Tuesday but we’ve both been so busy that this is the first chance we’ve had to get together. I want to do something besides dinner to celebrate though.
He’s taking me out for sushi tonight and he should be here any minute now. I’m trying to make sure that everything is perfect because I think that tonight will be the night that we go all of the way. I’m not sure that I can last much longer without knowing what it feels like to have him moving inside of me.
I’ve woken up every morning for the last couple of days with my hands down my panties and his name on my lips. I’ve never had dreams like this before, so vivid and hot, and I know that the only reason they’re happening now is because I’m so sex starved for him.
We’ve had long make-out sessions whenever we could. Denver has even dry humped me up against my door one night. Unfortunately, we’ve barely had any free time together. We’ve been making plans all week and I’m hoping that tonight is the night when we finally spend the night together. I’m ready to lose my V card and there’s no one I want to give it to other than Denver.
I love Denver.
What I have with Denver is so special. What we have is the real deal. I know I thought I loved him before but after dating for the last couple of weeks and then spending the last week without him, I know that what I felt before was just infatuation. Now that I know him better, more intimately, I know that I love him. I think he feels the same way about me too.
We’ve had lunch together every day this week and it’s like we can’t spend enough time together. I know I would give anything to spend every day with Denver and I’m always sad at the end of the day when I have to go home alone. I know that we’ve only been dating for like two weeks but I’m ready for more. I want everything with him.
I finish styling my hair on top of my head before I slip my shoes on. I had gone shopping after work on Monday and picked out a sexy new dress and heels and I’m wearing them tonight. My makeup is done to perfection and I know I look smoking hot. I just hope that Denver thinks I’m irresistible too.
I’m just walking out of the bedroom when he knocks on the front door and I grin as I open it to greet him. He swoops in, wrapping me uptight in his arms as his lips come down on mine. I smile against his lips as he kisses me, slipping his tongue past my lips. He groans as he pulls back, slipping one more quick kiss on my lips before he takes my hand and leads me out to his car.
“You look beautiful tonight, Em.” He whispers in my ear as he holds the car door open for me.
“Thank you.” I say as I slip into the passenger seat.
We make small talk on the ride to the restaurant. I tell him about the big meeting that we had this week and Denver tells me about his week and some funny story about his niece. We walk in and get seated right away at a table in the back. We both order a couple of different rolls and some sake. We eat dinner and then decide to take a quick stroll along the beach. Denver holds my hand the whole time and once again holds my car door open for me as I climb into the passenger seat.
“Where to now?” He asks as he climbs behind the wheel.
“I want to go back to your place.” I say confidently.
“Thank fuck.” Denver says with a grin as he starts the car and heads home.
I thought I would feel more nervous about tonight but as we get closer to his place, I feel nothing but excited. I want this to happen with Denver so bad. Denver steers the car into his parking spot and hops out to get my door. He holds my hand as we head up to his apartment on the fifth floor.
I’ve only been to his place three times now and I walk right in, tossing my purse down on the side table in the entryway as I head into the living room. His place is the typical bachelor pad with leather furniture and dark wood floors and cabinets. His apartment is nicer than mine and bigger. Mine is only five minutes from base in downtown Biloxi but Denver lives down by the beach in one of the new high rises. I haven’t seen past the main room and I wonder if tonight will be the night that I finally see his bedroom.
“You want something to drink?” Denver asks as he follows after me.
“No, I’m good.” I say, taking a seat on the couch.
Denver sits down close to me and tugs me into his lap. I smile as I straddle his lap and wrap my arms around his neck. I can feel his erection as it pushes against the zipper of his jeans between us and my dress rides up my thighs as I scoot closer to him. His hands grip my waist, rocking me gently along his hard length. My lips hover over his as Denver pushes and pulls me along the hard ridge in his pants.
I tip my head back, moaning as my clit rubs along his length. The next thing I know, Denver is lifting me into his arms. My arms and legs automatically wrap around him and I gasp as he starts to carry me down the hallway to his bedroom. He lays me down on the bed, hovering over me and I can’t take it any longer. I need to feel his lips against mine, so I pull him down on top of me, tilting my head so that our lips meet before my hand's snakes down to his belt buckle.
The lights are dim, and I can’t see much of his room, but his bed is nice and comfy beneath me. Denver lays down on me more, pushing me further into the mattress and I spread my legs wide so that he can settle even more onto me. We pick up right where we left off in the living room. Both of us slowly rubbing against one another. I finally get his belt buckle and jeans undone and I work my hand between us and into his pants, wrapping my hand around his cock.
Well, I try to wrap my hand around his cock but it’s too wide and my fingers barely touch around him. He moans as I give him a gentle squeeze and start to slide my hand up and down his length. Denver pushes up on his elbows and we both look down, watching as my hand glides up and down on him in a steady rhythm. I moan at the erotic sight and then groan when Denver pulls away from me.
I pout as he kneels between my spread legs and his hands reach for the hem of my dress, tugging it the rest of the way up my thighs and over my hips. I lift off the bed, helping him work the dress over all my curves until I’m lying underneath him in just my bra and panties. Just like in my dream on our first date, Denver lunges down on top of me and his lips cover my mine as his hands explore the rest of my body.
I moan and writhe under him as he starts to kiss down my neck to my heaving tits. He tugs one bra cup down before his fingers plump my hard nipple. He rolls the stiff bud between his fingers before his lips wrap around the hard bud. He bites down gently, then sucks as much into his mouth as he can. He rolls my nipple across his tongue before he moves unto the other one, paying the same attention to that bud as the first. He unhooks it, sliding the straps down my arms and pulling the bra out of his way.
When he’s satisfied that he’s paid enough attention to my full breasts, he starts to kiss his way down my rounded stomach and between my legs. He pulls my panties down and I kick them off before he pins my hips to the mattress before he spears his tongue between my folds and licks up my center. I moan and squeeze my eyes shut tight as his tongue licks around my sensitive clit. I moan and try to process all of the different sensations. I’ve never had anyone touch me like this before, but I suddenly understand what all the hype is about. It feels incredible.
I lay back and just try to soak in everything. I moan as his tongue circles my clit and then he sucks it between his lips. His tongue flicks over the sensitive bud and my legs tense on either side of his head as I feel my orgasm start to build. I’m about to come harder than I have in my entire life when he pushes one long finger into me.