empty.
Watching Sara drink her
Jamaica, Eric then took a small swig from his glass. Eric set his glass down
reached for Sara’s glass and set it next to his. He pointed to the clock on the
microwave.
“It’s after midnight, are
you ready for bed?”
“Bed? You’re staying?”
Moving directly in front
of her positioning his hands her hips he dipped down placing little kisses on
her neck then he asked.
“Do you want me to go?”
Did she want him to go?
She was unsure, she couldn’t think especially while he was kissing her. All she
really wanted to do was let loose a moan, her body was heating and her nipples
were hard again. She didn’t understand but her body continued to respond so
quickly to him. It was like her body had a mind of its own and it was
insatiable. She had no idea any of this would happen. The only thing she could
think of was to say the truth. Drawing in a big calming breath, placing her
palms on his warm firm chest she answered his question.
"This all happened
so suddenly, my mind is still spinning and is having a hard time keeping up."
Speaking in between the
kisses he was still placing up and down her neck, giving her hips a slight
squeeze Eric asked.
"Do you like the
way I kiss you?"
"Yes."
“Do you like the way I
touch you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you like how I make
you feel?”
“Yes.”
“Do you like the way I
make I make cum?” He accentuated his question with a bite on the most sensitive
place on her neck eliciting a gasp and groan from Sara.
“AAhhhhrrrrr”
Her voice was barely audible.
“Yes.”
“I want you and not just
for tonight. You want me?”
“Yes.”
“Then let's go to bed.”
“Ok.”
Taking hold one of her
hands and the clothes he had brought out of the bathroom. He led her down the
hall; opening the only other door which obviously had to be her bedroom. Eric once again ran his
hand along the wall to feel for the switch. Finding it he flicked the overhead
light on; tossed the clothes he was carrying to the side, after that he looked
around her room. She had clothes neatly stacked on the floor up against the
right side of the room, next to what looked to be her closet.
There was a pretty good
size window in the middle of the center wall; it had what looked like antique
styled roman shades. “She really loves
the antique style” He thought as he gazed at her window. Directly under the
window was what looked like a bed made of comforters. “She really has been sleeping on the floor; well I’ll change that
tomorrow.” She had a few pillows at the head of her bed and a long body
pillow lying parallel with the bed. “She
must like to cuddle.” With that thought lingering in his mind he stepped
further into her room pulling her behind him. Releasing her hand he walked
across her room to her window and raised the shade just enough to let the light
of the moon and stars in. When he thought there was enough light he dropped the
shade string and he turned to Sara.
“Turn off the light and
come here baby.” He stretched his hand out into the air gesturing her to come.
Sara didn’t know why she
was being so compliant; after all wasn’t her new motto to do what she wanted.
Who was she kidding she wanted him, with everything he has made her feel over
the last few hours she wanted more. Her body has never felt as alive as it has
in these few hours with him. Who would have thought that virtuous Ms. Sara
Stevens would be able to have a sexual tryst with a man she’d know for less
than a day. If someone would have come up to her this morning and told her this
was how her day was going to go she would have laughed in their face and told
them they were crazy. But here she was in her bathrobe with a towel wrapped
around her head; standing a few feet away from a naked man wrapped in a towel
who was waiting for her.
Sara slowly reached for
the switch and turned off the light. It took a minute before her eyes adjusted
to the darkness of the room. With only
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