I was used to being the one in control, but I knew we had to do this at her pace. I would stop if she needed to, and give her whatever she wanted. All she needed to do was ask.
I wanted to run my hands down her back and cup her ass, pull her hips against my rock hard cock. Reesa broke our contact, grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway and into her bedroom. She’d made her point - she was willing and I was ready.
I scooped her high into my arms, and instantly our lips were locked. All the sexual tension that had built over the last few days erupted into a raging fire. I’ve never experienced such need with just a kiss.
Her hands pulled at my clothes. Buttons popped off and flew in different directions. She was practically ripping my shirt off my body. I set her back to stand on the floor, letting it slip off my shoulders. She was already feverishly working the buckle of my belt. Her fingers were trembling, and I brushed them away. In one swift move I unlatched the buckle and unbuttoned my pants, leaving the zipper up.
Reesa reached behind her back, unzipped her dress and let it fall onto the floor. My eyes roamed over her.
“You’re…even more beautiful than I dreamed,” I said.
She ran her hands up my bare chest and asked, “What else did you dream?”
Oh, you are a lot bolder than I gave you credit for.
She’d haunted my dreams since the first night we met. I’d woken to a few wet dreams, and knowing that tonight a few fantasies might become reality had my blood pumping.
“Why don’t we finish taking off these clothes, and I’ll show you,” I said.
We stripped down naked, and I swept her into my arms, and laid her in the middle of her bed. It was a lot smaller than I was used to, but the closer the better.
“Now, where should I start?” I kissed her neck, then traveled lower, taking one of her nipples in my mouth. She moaned. I sucked and nipped at it, twirling my tongue around and sucking again.
“Oh, I like your dream,” she groaned.
I lifted my head and said, “Oh, wait. In my dream you were screaming my name, begging me for more.” I nipped her nipple again, then said, “And I gave you everything you asked for.”
She arched her back and moaned again. “Then I want you to make love to me.”
I was just about to continue kissing my way lower, when I felt her tense. I lifted my head, afraid she’d changed her mind. I wouldn’t like it if she had, but I’d stop.
“Reesa, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice deep with need.
“Nothing…but…I…I don’t have any…condoms,” she said. “And I’m not on any birth control.”
I smiled and said, “I hate to break the news, but I only have two in my wallet. Guess we’ll need to save some of those fantasies for another time,” I winked.
She bit her lower lip then said, “Or try something that doesn’t…require a condom.”
Fuck yeah.
She ran her hand down my chest and stopped on my abs. “Now, where were we?” she asked,
“I was about to ask if you’re sure about this. I guess I have my answer,” I said, inching my way lower.
She licked her lips and said, “Then kiss me already.”
I pulled myself up to cover her body with mine before claiming her lips. I parted them with my tongue and darted in and out. I was teasing her, preparing her for another spot that my tongue yearned to be.
There was no holding back. I left her lips, and kissed my way down until I was positioned between her legs.
“Reesa, open for me. Let me taste you,” I said, nipping the inside of her thigh.
She giggled and said, “Your beard…tickles.”
“You mean like this?” I brushed it against her thigh again, and this time she trembled and moaned.
“Yes. Like that,” she said, opening her legs wider for me.