Hey everyone!
I'm happy to report that I have internet :) I'll start posting asap; hopefully I'll have something up by tomorrow - I'm going out tonight and I have to start getting ready soon, cause I'm meeting up with an old guy friend whom I haven't seen in nearly 8 years!!! :O He's very cute, so I gotta make sure I look good ;) haha!!!
Thank you sooo much for being patient! I'm trying my best to juggle everything - I've been here a week and all I've done is spend time with my family, try to get adjusted to the time difference, unpack and I've seen 1 friend, so I've barely had time to sit down on the laptop!!
I'll post soon, I promise!!!!
xoxoxoxo
gcg
A story about a girl who is hopelessly in love with a guy (Calvin) until she meets a guy she hates, and then things change...
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Prom update and trip tomorrow!!! :O lol
So as you know last night was my prom, and nana, it was a blast!!! My feet were killing my by the time I actually got to the venue with my friends (we had a "pre - prom" get together at a friend's house for pictures and stuff, so imagine 40 parents/ older siblings with their cameras clicking away (my mum being with my sister being a part of that, of course! - she has an obsession with pictures, hence why every moment of my life is captured in a picture and why we have hundreds of photo albums!lol). The venue was really nice inside and when we got there there were already a good 100 people there, most lining up for the pictures a photographer was taking, and the rest dancing. It was funny seeing some of my teachers there - my dress was quite revealing at the top (something I wasn't aware of until I put it on right before leaving the house, with my new bra on! lol) so all the guys were pretty much staring at my boobs and the girls kept saying, and I quote "your boobs look amazing" and "wow, that's sexy" LMAO but w/e :P lol I eventually got over it! Needless to say my mum wasn't thrilled, but at least she didn't complain! lol So anyways, prom was 8-12 (I danced with a ton of ppl, and even 2 guys that I thought were really cute and 1 guy which I've had a crush on and off - he actually told me I'm sexy 3 times!!! yes, I know I'm a loser, I counted! lol :D) and after that we went on our ride again to an after party, which wasn't too bad. I'm not much of a drinker so I didn't drink much, but a guy offered me this drink he was drinking, and I'm not sure why but I actually had a few sips (it had rum, vodka, sprite, coke, and raspberry cooler in it - which although I hate sprite and rum and coke, I was surprised to find that it tasted quite good) and I drank a bit of some coolers; and I paid for it this morning, trust me! lol But no worries, a little bit of oj, aspirin and a ton of water later, I feel as good as new! haha Plus, at least I didn't smoke weed or anything, so I was a good girl :) lol
So overall, it was a good night! I got home quite late, and stripped down, put on a slip, washed my make up off and crashed till this afternoon! :)
And to show you how dedicated I am, I checked fb to see what pics are up (I looked decent in all of them - yay! lol) and then I immediately went here :) and wrote the story of my life... :P lol sorry about that :P
BUT back to the POSTS, I will be posting round 2 today, seeing as that I won't be able to tomorrow, since I'm leaving the continent and all! lol BUT, I will have internet access where I am going (I'm actually going away until september! lol) so I will definitely be posting stuff :)
Thanks for putting up with me!! lol
<3 <3 <3 gcg
P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM :D :D
So overall, it was a good night! I got home quite late, and stripped down, put on a slip, washed my make up off and crashed till this afternoon! :)
And to show you how dedicated I am, I checked fb to see what pics are up (I looked decent in all of them - yay! lol) and then I immediately went here :) and wrote the story of my life... :P lol sorry about that :P
BUT back to the POSTS, I will be posting round 2 today, seeing as that I won't be able to tomorrow, since I'm leaving the continent and all! lol BUT, I will have internet access where I am going (I'm actually going away until september! lol) so I will definitely be posting stuff :)
Thanks for putting up with me!! lol
<3 <3 <3 gcg
P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM :D :D
Monday, June 28, 2010
Thank You!!! :D
THANK YOU for the Birthday Wishes!!! :D I'm officially legal! lol :P
and YAY I'm glad you all liked the post :D :D It actually was hard writing it, because I kept having family members come in my room to yell at me cause I wasn't getting my stuff ready for my suitcase! lol But, I knew you guys were waiting and I didn't want to leave you hanging, so I ignored everyone and wrote ;)
Mum, lol at your comment - it was actually done unconsciously, but I guess it's good to know that safe can still be hot :) lol And Happy early Birthday to you for the 30th :D BTW I can't believe you actually took my post to work with you :) lmao I sure hope none of your coworkers saw it :P lol Although it would be funny :)
Stephanie, thanks for the warning!!! :) and Jayjay0jt thanks for the supportive comments!! and the birthday wishes!! lol :P and I agree with you and nova, where the hell is a Ben when you need one!?
I'll admit I was talking to a guy friend of mine over msn the other day, writing to him some of the stuff I was writing, and things got a little weird... lol we're just friends (really close actually) so it was pretty awkward cause everything just kinda changed, so we decided to call it a night after a while before things got... weirder! lol
But anyhoo, I gotta get back to packing! I'm already working on "round 2" - I wasn't actually gonna write it, but I figured I'd write you some more :) - so that should be done by tomorrow sometime. Although, it might be Wednesday, cause I just remembered that I have prom tomorrow... and speaking of which, I need to figure out how I'm gonna do my hair for that :S lol
Anyhoo, enough talking (or writing, I guess!)
Thanks for the comments!!!Feel free to write more!
gcg :D
and YAY I'm glad you all liked the post :D :D It actually was hard writing it, because I kept having family members come in my room to yell at me cause I wasn't getting my stuff ready for my suitcase! lol But, I knew you guys were waiting and I didn't want to leave you hanging, so I ignored everyone and wrote ;)
Mum, lol at your comment - it was actually done unconsciously, but I guess it's good to know that safe can still be hot :) lol And Happy early Birthday to you for the 30th :D BTW I can't believe you actually took my post to work with you :) lmao I sure hope none of your coworkers saw it :P lol Although it would be funny :)
Stephanie, thanks for the warning!!! :) and Jayjay0jt thanks for the supportive comments!! and the birthday wishes!! lol :P and I agree with you and nova, where the hell is a Ben when you need one!?
I'll admit I was talking to a guy friend of mine over msn the other day, writing to him some of the stuff I was writing, and things got a little weird... lol we're just friends (really close actually) so it was pretty awkward cause everything just kinda changed, so we decided to call it a night after a while before things got... weirder! lol
But anyhoo, I gotta get back to packing! I'm already working on "round 2" - I wasn't actually gonna write it, but I figured I'd write you some more :) - so that should be done by tomorrow sometime. Although, it might be Wednesday, cause I just remembered that I have prom tomorrow... and speaking of which, I need to figure out how I'm gonna do my hair for that :S lol
Anyhoo, enough talking (or writing, I guess!)
Thanks for the comments!!!Feel free to write more!
gcg :D
Chapter Eleven - The Revelation - Complete Part 3!!!!
Ok, here it is!!! lol
I just added the stuff I posted last day so that it flows nicely!!
Btw sorry for taking so long with this one but I wanted to make sure the writing was good and today is actually my birthday, so I've been busy trying to see some friends before I go off on vacation!!!
Enjoy everyone!!! :)
xoxo
Shit. It was Ben.
I quickly tiptoed away from the door to the kitchen hoping that he would leave. The next second I heard him pounding on my door, and realized that he wasn’t just gonna disappear, so I went to the door and opened it. There stood Ben, all six feet of him, wearing a T-shirt (Calvin Klein) and boxers (also CK), looking irritated.
“What the hell Jess?” he asked and stormed into the entry, bringing in his masculine scent with him.
I shut the door behind him and folded my hands under my breasts.
“What do you mean, ‘What the hell Jess’?”
“Oh, you know very well what I mean,” he answered.
The light from my entranceway chandelier bounced prisms about the hall and across Ben’s black T-shirt. Within the small confines he seemed larger than life. A big, muscular man dressed in black. He placed his hands on his hips and his eyes travelled the length of my body slowly as if noticing was I was wearing for the first time, his eyes widening a little.
I gave him a sexy smile and then he went back to Arnold Schwarzenegger mode again.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not.”
“Why did you run away like that from the elevator, and why weren’t you answering your door before?”
“I had to pee, and when you first rand the doorbell, I didn’t hear it.”
“Uh huh.”
Clearly he wasn’t buying it, so I decided to be honest.
“I think that we should not see each other for a few days.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I need to wrap my head around this. Plus I can’t have you over here whenever you’re horny, and want to get laid.”
His gaze narrowed. “What do you mean you want to ‘wrap your heard around this’? Isn’t it simple? Cause I think it is. And wait, you think that’s why I’m here? Cause I want to get in your pants?”
I didn’t really know, but suddenly, I found myself feeling what I accused him of feeling.
“I mean to get used to the idea. And isn’t that the reason you’re here? Cause you want to get laid, I mean.”
“No.” He leaned toward me and said, “Maybe I just wanted to talk about tonight’s events. Maybe I think that you are intelligent and a sparkling conversationalist and wanted to talk about work. Maybe I just like looking at you.” He leaned in closer so that there were only six inches separating us. “And maybe I just want to spend more time with you and get to know you better and prove to you that I’m not this asshole you think I am.”
My heart pounded in my chest.
“Maybe the reason I’m here had nothing to do with sex.”
“Really?”
“Maybe.” He placed his long fingers under my chin and raised my face to his. “Maybe I just want to kiss your full lips like before in my office. Maybe that’s all I want.” He turned his heard slightly to the side and said against my lips, “Maybe I just miss the taste of you in my mouth and the feeling of your body pressed against mine.”
My breath caught in my chest next to my pounding heart, and I couldn’t remember why in the world I hated him so much. Well actually, I could, but at the moment, what might happen in the future didn’t matter. I was standing in my apartment clad in VS lingerie, and I had a sexy as hell, funny, charming guy standing in front of me whose touch made me want to do things I had never even dreamed of.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked, even though, technically, he was already inside.
“Maybe.” He opened his mouth over mine and soul kissed me, deep down where nothing matter but him.
He pulled back and looked at me with those gorgeous gray eyes, which had now turned a shade darker.
“Do you want me to come in?”
Surely he was kidding. I mean after kissing me like that did he honestly think I’d say no? I mean I was never really known for my self control. Plus, I’d spent so much time fantasising about Calvin, that I hadn’t had a boyfriend for months. And that last kiss... well, let’s just say that it got me thinking that I’d rather do something more... physical, than talk. Oh, God, I thought. This was bad. Real bad.
“Yes,” I answered weakly.
I turned and walked towards the kitchen, before I changed my mind.
“Would you like anything to drink?” I asked looking over my shoulder, playing the good hostess. I noticed that he was been checking me out. Oh, God, I had forgotten I was wearing sexy lingerie.
“Yea, sure. Got any beer?” he asked and slowly raised his eyes to meet mine. He smiled that sexy, half smile that always annoyed me, which caused my heart rate to double. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Uh, yea, help yourself to one from the fridge,” I answered, swaying my hips as I walked. Before I turned to the kitchen, I stole a peek at his crotch, and saw that he was obviously satisfied with what he saw.
Trying to hide my excitement, I turned to the vase of red roses I always kept on my kitchen table, and since they were looking a little droopy, I decided to snip the ends off.
As I did that, I heard Ben open the fridge door followed by the hiss as he ripped off the ring pull, but no sounds of anything going down his throat.
“So...” Snip, snip. “your sister seems really cool,” I said lamely trying to lighten the mood. I could feel his eyes on me, non-stop and it was driving me crazy. “I saw her just the other day, actually.” Snip, snip.
“Yea, she is,” came his reply. I heard a faint tap as he set his beer down on the granite counter. “But do you really want to talk about my sister right now, cause there are better things I’d rather be saying... or doing actually.”
That was quite enough to send another zillion volts into an already charge atmosphere.
Just as I wanted him to, he came to stand right behind me. Then, he blew very lightly on the back of my hastily upswept wavy hair. “You look sexy as hell, did you know that?” he asked, his voice raspier than ever.
Already, I was going weak at the knees. “Oh well, thanks,” I said.
As I continued to trim the roses, he put his large, strong hands on my waist and bushed his lips against the back of my neck.
God, that felt good. So good, I wanted to keep the heart-throbbing anticipation going on as long as possible. “Just something I threw on.”
He was so close behind me, I could feel the vibration of his suppressed laughter as he brushed his lips against the back of my neck.
“Do you always wear sexy lingerie to bed?” he asked while dropping light kisses on my right shoulder.
I honestly don’t know how I was able to keep from turning around and taking him, right there, in the kitchen, but I carried on with the roses. “Yea, sometimes.”
Again, I felt that warm vibration.
“Oh, really? Well in that case, I’m an idiot for coming over from the night I moved in,” he said and pressed his erection into my butt causing my breath to catch in my throat.
“Well if you can wait until I’m done with these,” I said unsteadily, “I might be able to show you what you’ve been missing...”
“Jesus, are you almost done with those?”
As his lips found my left earlobe, his hands slid slowly up the sides of my ribs, over the sides of Victoria Secret clad 34Ds, squeezed them lightly, and slid down to my waist again.
“Uh oh,” I said unevenly, snipping the second last rose. “Are you going to be able to wait until I’m finished with these?”
“I wouldn’t count on it. There’s a chance I’m going to turn into one of those dreadful guests who help themselves.”
I threw my head back and laughed at that.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” he asked.
“No,” I said giggling.
“Hmm, that didn’t sound sincere. I think I’ll have to punish you for that. Hmm... let’s see... do you like being tied up?
I’d never been tied up before, and the thought of Ben tying me up made my skin tingle with anticipation.
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Handcuffed to the bedpost?”
Oh, God. I’d never been handcuffed either. I had a feeling that I wasn’t gonna get much sleep that night. I nodded.
“Can I handcuff you?” I asked.
“Any time,” he said and turned me around to face him. “My grandfather used to be a cop for a while and he gave me a pair. You know, so that I can handcuff people in order to protect myself,” he added through a wicked grin, and pulled me into his chest.
“Are you insinuating that I’m dangerous?” I asked amused looking up into his gorgeous eyes, also placing my hands on his waist.
“Honey, I knew you were dangerous from that moment in The Food Emporium,” he answered. “I also knew that I had to have you. And speaking of which, just a quick question, how would you feel if I were to tie you to your bed and lick you like ice cream? Would that be ok?”
Jesus.
“Yes.”
He raised a hand to my check and ran the tip of his tongue against the side of my neck as if to illustrate what he wanted to do to me.
“And what if I slid my hands up the backs of your thighs to your beautiful behind and raised you to my mouth? Is that too dirty?” he asked.
Oh, fuck.
“No,” I said closing my eyes, imagining it. “That would be ok.”
“Good,” he said mischievously.
He gently pressed his mouth to mine and settled for a slow, toe curling kiss that made my insides turn liquid. Wanting more, I slid my left hand from his waist to the back of his head, forcing deeper contact and slid my right hand down to cup his incredibly large, hard cock.
Then suddenly, as if I’d lit a fire within him, the kiss turned greedy and he devoured me, sucking the breath from my lungs. In an instant I had lost all control. There was nothing else that mattered but him. A loud moan escaped me.
He pulled his head back. His breath was ragged.
“Fuck, Jess, you don’t even know what you do to me,” he said and grabbed my ass with his hands.
Another moan escaped me. He let go of me and impatiently pulled at the knot at my waist. It slipped free beneath his fingers and he removed my robe in two moves, almost ripping it in the process.
As he removed the robe, one of my thin bra straps slid down my shoulder, revealing the top part of my left breast. He took a step back and looked at me, his eyes travelling the length of my scarcely clothed body.
“Oh, God,” was all he said.
When his eyes met mine, I noticed that they had turned a steel gray. I knew that mine had turned a deep chocolate brown and that he could see my desire for him – the same desire he had for me. He moved closer and this time softly kissed my left breast. Next he trailed soft kisses up to my throat again, and I felt my head roll back and my eye lids grow heavy.
“More,” I demanded.
He slammed his mouth against mine with all the held-back intensity he possessed and at the same time, he pushed down the straps of my bra and brought his hands behind my back to unhook my bra. Then he moved his hands to cup my breasts and squeezed them gently. And then everything got so hot and dizzy that all I could concentrate on was the feeling of his thumbs and forefingers rolling my hard nipples with a skill, I could only define as sublime.
Wanting to feel his skin, I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up. My hands were on him before his shirt hit the floor, pulling at the soft, sort hair on his chest. Ben groaned deep in his chest as I continued my own exploration of his upper body. He pulled back and his steel gray, lust-filled eyes searched mine, and as I watched him, he slid his hands down to my waist, and lowered his head to bury it between my breasts. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and pushed his head against me as he started kissing the soft area between my breasts. Then, he moved his head and with his slick tongue, he licked my left breast, and then, he moved to the other one and popped my nipple in his mouth, expertly rolling it beneath his tongue.
I arched my back while digging my fingers into his smooth, broad shoulders and moaned heavily this time.
“Oh, Ben,” I signed.
“What is it honey?” he asked mischievously. “Do you want me to stop?”
I closed my eyes as a shudder ran up my spine. Ben licked me like the ice cream he’d talked about earlier; then he sucked the taut flesh of my right breast into his hot, moist mouth. While he drew my breast in his mouth, his hand moved down my stomach and between my widely spread thighs. He cupped me there, pushed his big palm into my crotch, and softly squeezed. He moved to my other breast and popped my nipple into his mouth. His hand slid to the inside of my right thigh, and he slipped his fingers beneath the edge of my panties.
“You’re wet,” he whispered as he touched me between my legs, feeling me where I was slick, his touch making me greedy for more. “I want you, Jess.”
He looked up at me from my breasts, his eyes filled with lust, his eyelids heavy, and when he saw my own desire, he placed his hands on my waist and manoeuvred me against the kitchen wall, where he pinned my hands above my head with one of his.
Against the wall he slammed his mouth against mine and ripped my panties off with his free hand, throwing them on the ground. Then he travelled all over my body like a road map with his mouth. Every hill, every valley, every little bump in the road. He eagerly parted my legs and moved his fingers against me, then in me, rubbing that very sensitive spot between my legs with his middle finger while thrusting his tongue in my wetness. His touch and tongue made me scream out as I felt myself cum.
“That’s right baby, scream for me,” he said still licking me, and I screamed again.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his forearms and pulled him up. I crushed my naked breasts, wet from his mouth, against his strong bare chest. His mouth sought mine, and his hands pulled my body hard against him. I ground my hips like mad against his stone hard cock which was in danger of ripping through his boxers. I didn’t care if I seemed desperate. I wanted him right that moment.
I wrapped my right leg around his back and ground harder, rubbing myself against his huge erection.
“Oh, my,” I mumbled through his kiss as I heard a deep, wrenching moan escape him. “Oh, Ben, Ben.”
Not able to control myself, I reached down and tugged at the waistband of his boxers. His flesh jutted forward into my palm, and I closed my fist around the hot circumference of his erection.
A groan tore through Ben’s chest, and I pulled back to look into his face. His eyes were slits of steel gray and his breath was uneven. I lowered my gaze to my hand, and saw that my hand was nowhere near big enough to cover even half of his cock, so I started slipping my palm up and down the smooth shaft, sliding my thumb over the velvet head. I spread a bead of clear moisture over the plump cleft, learning the weight and texture of him.
“Oh, my, look at that? Do they even make condoms your size, big boy?”
“Oh, fuck,” he said, his voice rough as if I was torturing him.
I knelt down and sat on my knees, raising my hips so that my mouth was level with his crotch. I looked up at his and slowly licked my lips seductively. I saw his mouth open in shock, and then slid my middle finger in my mouth and started sucking on it, sliding it in and out slowly.
“JESS,” he said pleading.
I took my finger out and leaned forward a bit, letting the tip of my tongue touch his big cock. He growled and moaned and leaned his arms against the wall to steady himself. I ran my hands up the hard muscles of his thighs while teasing him with my tongue.
“JESS.” A dark sound escaped him and formed into my name. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started sliding it up and down fast, while placing my mouth below and sucking on his balls. I saw his knees bend and realized how close to going over the edge he was.
I let go of him and moved my mouth up to replace my hand. I opened my mouth wide and he plunged his cock into it, causing me to move back a bit at the sudden force. I started sucking him and after a few seconds, Ben placed both hands around my head and kept it steady while he thrust his rock hard cock into my mouth.
“You like that baby?” he asked out of breath.
I moaned in response.
“Oh, fuck, I think I’m gonna cum” he said. He let go of my head and pulled his hips back a bit. I was close to having an orgasm as well, and decided we’d both had enough.
“One, sec,” I said.
I ran to my bedroom and grabbed a few condoms, and then ran back to the kitchen where Ben was leaning against the wall with his back breathing hard.
I knelt down again, carefully ripped the condom and slowly rolled the thin latex down Ben’s long, rock hard, throbbing erection.
He pulled me up and placed both hands on my waist, and before I knew what was happening I was sitting on the smooth kitchen table which seemed to be the perfect height for Ben’s plan to push me over the edge again. He placed his mouth on my nipple again, and the heat was more than I could handle. He thrust two fingers into my wetness and I gasped.
“You’re soaking wet, and I’m extremely hard,” he said. “I think it’s time.”
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, feeling myself start to drip.
“Come here,” he said and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his muscular waist. He slid me off the table and onto the warm head of his cock. He glided himself to my opening and shoved up as he pushed down on my thighs. He didn’t get far before a painful cry escaped me.
“Shhh, it’s okay, honey,” he whispered, and moved me back a bit so that I was sitting on the table. “I’ll make it good for you.”
He laid me on the glass table and my right hand landed on the beautiful roses. He leaned over me and kissed my neck and breasts while he put my feet on the table and pushed my thighs wide. He rocked his hips, slowly thrusting into me, easing his way further and further, until his vast cock was buried inside me. His groan was a deep rumble.
“Jesus Christ,” he swore and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Are you ok?”
At that moment, I honestly didn’t know. I hadn’t had sex in a while and his huge manhood has caused some pain, but I was more than ready to carry on. I nodded.
He pulled back and thrust deep, turning my gasp into a moan this time. The heat gathered between my legs and spread across my body like a fire. He filled me completely, touching me so deeply that I felt utterly consumed by him.
I clawed his back to encourage him to keep going and after looking at me with his now almost black eyes, he bent down and kissed me. He thrust his tongue inside my mouth long and deep, as he moved over me, slipping in and out with a slow, even rhythm that built up and up until neither of us could breathe at all. He pulled back just long enough to look into my equally dark eyes, and his breath became ragged with the punctuating thrust of his hips.
“Oh, Ben,” I sighed his name while wrapping my legs around his waist, and he placed his hands on the table on either side of my face. He bent down and kissed my breasts, while still thrusting into me, and when I squeezed my kegel muscles, he bit my nipple and I noticed his hands turning to fists, as though to keep from cumming.
The pleasure from his mouth on my nipple and his cock inside me was making my toes curl. It kept building tighter and hotter, until it pulled me completely under. Wave after wave seared through me from my head to my toes.
“BEN, BEN, BEN, BEN,” I called out, clawing his back.
I grasped his bare shoulders and clung to him as the walls of my body pulsed around him. It went on and on like nothing I’d ever experienced in my life. He moved faster, harder, pumping into me again and again until the air whooshed from his lungs as if he’d been smashed in the chest and is muscles beneath my hands turned to stone.
In the aftermath, the only sound was that of heavy, spent breathing. Still wrapped, we stayed there a few minutes, letting our heart rates get back to normal. He was lying on top of me, our damp, sex-heated skin glued together. A warm, fluttery afterglow settled on my flesh and I tuned my head and kissed his shoulder.
“My God,” he moaned. “That was amazing.”
I smiled. I thought so too.
How ironic, the man I had hated so much had just given me the most amazing sex of my life. And the most amazing orgasms.
“Yea, it was,” I said. “There’s no way that that could have been any sexier or hotter.”
“Hmm, you think? Cause I think we should go another round, and see what happens,” Ben said mischievously.
“Hmm, that’s not a bad idea. In fact, the more times we do it, the better. And we should try out different spots. Like my bed for one.”
“You read my mind. Ready for round two then?”
“Yes, sir.”
I just added the stuff I posted last day so that it flows nicely!!
Btw sorry for taking so long with this one but I wanted to make sure the writing was good and today is actually my birthday, so I've been busy trying to see some friends before I go off on vacation!!!
Enjoy everyone!!! :)
xoxo
Shit. It was Ben.
I quickly tiptoed away from the door to the kitchen hoping that he would leave. The next second I heard him pounding on my door, and realized that he wasn’t just gonna disappear, so I went to the door and opened it. There stood Ben, all six feet of him, wearing a T-shirt (Calvin Klein) and boxers (also CK), looking irritated.
“What the hell Jess?” he asked and stormed into the entry, bringing in his masculine scent with him.
I shut the door behind him and folded my hands under my breasts.
“What do you mean, ‘What the hell Jess’?”
“Oh, you know very well what I mean,” he answered.
The light from my entranceway chandelier bounced prisms about the hall and across Ben’s black T-shirt. Within the small confines he seemed larger than life. A big, muscular man dressed in black. He placed his hands on his hips and his eyes travelled the length of my body slowly as if noticing was I was wearing for the first time, his eyes widening a little.
I gave him a sexy smile and then he went back to Arnold Schwarzenegger mode again.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not.”
“Why did you run away like that from the elevator, and why weren’t you answering your door before?”
“I had to pee, and when you first rand the doorbell, I didn’t hear it.”
“Uh huh.”
Clearly he wasn’t buying it, so I decided to be honest.
“I think that we should not see each other for a few days.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I need to wrap my head around this. Plus I can’t have you over here whenever you’re horny, and want to get laid.”
His gaze narrowed. “What do you mean you want to ‘wrap your heard around this’? Isn’t it simple? Cause I think it is. And wait, you think that’s why I’m here? Cause I want to get in your pants?”
I didn’t really know, but suddenly, I found myself feeling what I accused him of feeling.
“I mean to get used to the idea. And isn’t that the reason you’re here? Cause you want to get laid, I mean.”
“No.” He leaned toward me and said, “Maybe I just wanted to talk about tonight’s events. Maybe I think that you are intelligent and a sparkling conversationalist and wanted to talk about work. Maybe I just like looking at you.” He leaned in closer so that there were only six inches separating us. “And maybe I just want to spend more time with you and get to know you better and prove to you that I’m not this asshole you think I am.”
My heart pounded in my chest.
“Maybe the reason I’m here had nothing to do with sex.”
“Really?”
“Maybe.” He placed his long fingers under my chin and raised my face to his. “Maybe I just want to kiss your full lips like before in my office. Maybe that’s all I want.” He turned his heard slightly to the side and said against my lips, “Maybe I just miss the taste of you in my mouth and the feeling of your body pressed against mine.”
My breath caught in my chest next to my pounding heart, and I couldn’t remember why in the world I hated him so much. Well actually, I could, but at the moment, what might happen in the future didn’t matter. I was standing in my apartment clad in VS lingerie, and I had a sexy as hell, funny, charming guy standing in front of me whose touch made me want to do things I had never even dreamed of.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked, even though, technically, he was already inside.
“Maybe.” He opened his mouth over mine and soul kissed me, deep down where nothing matter but him.
He pulled back and looked at me with those gorgeous gray eyes, which had now turned a shade darker.
“Do you want me to come in?”
Surely he was kidding. I mean after kissing me like that did he honestly think I’d say no? I mean I was never really known for my self control. Plus, I’d spent so much time fantasising about Calvin, that I hadn’t had a boyfriend for months. And that last kiss... well, let’s just say that it got me thinking that I’d rather do something more... physical, than talk. Oh, God, I thought. This was bad. Real bad.
“Yes,” I answered weakly.
I turned and walked towards the kitchen, before I changed my mind.
“Would you like anything to drink?” I asked looking over my shoulder, playing the good hostess. I noticed that he was been checking me out. Oh, God, I had forgotten I was wearing sexy lingerie.
“Yea, sure. Got any beer?” he asked and slowly raised his eyes to meet mine. He smiled that sexy, half smile that always annoyed me, which caused my heart rate to double. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Uh, yea, help yourself to one from the fridge,” I answered, swaying my hips as I walked. Before I turned to the kitchen, I stole a peek at his crotch, and saw that he was obviously satisfied with what he saw.
Trying to hide my excitement, I turned to the vase of red roses I always kept on my kitchen table, and since they were looking a little droopy, I decided to snip the ends off.
As I did that, I heard Ben open the fridge door followed by the hiss as he ripped off the ring pull, but no sounds of anything going down his throat.
“So...” Snip, snip. “your sister seems really cool,” I said lamely trying to lighten the mood. I could feel his eyes on me, non-stop and it was driving me crazy. “I saw her just the other day, actually.” Snip, snip.
“Yea, she is,” came his reply. I heard a faint tap as he set his beer down on the granite counter. “But do you really want to talk about my sister right now, cause there are better things I’d rather be saying... or doing actually.”
That was quite enough to send another zillion volts into an already charge atmosphere.
Just as I wanted him to, he came to stand right behind me. Then, he blew very lightly on the back of my hastily upswept wavy hair. “You look sexy as hell, did you know that?” he asked, his voice raspier than ever.
Already, I was going weak at the knees. “Oh well, thanks,” I said.
As I continued to trim the roses, he put his large, strong hands on my waist and bushed his lips against the back of my neck.
God, that felt good. So good, I wanted to keep the heart-throbbing anticipation going on as long as possible. “Just something I threw on.”
He was so close behind me, I could feel the vibration of his suppressed laughter as he brushed his lips against the back of my neck.
“Do you always wear sexy lingerie to bed?” he asked while dropping light kisses on my right shoulder.
I honestly don’t know how I was able to keep from turning around and taking him, right there, in the kitchen, but I carried on with the roses. “Yea, sometimes.”
Again, I felt that warm vibration.
“Oh, really? Well in that case, I’m an idiot for coming over from the night I moved in,” he said and pressed his erection into my butt causing my breath to catch in my throat.
“Well if you can wait until I’m done with these,” I said unsteadily, “I might be able to show you what you’ve been missing...”
“Jesus, are you almost done with those?”
As his lips found my left earlobe, his hands slid slowly up the sides of my ribs, over the sides of Victoria Secret clad 34Ds, squeezed them lightly, and slid down to my waist again.
“Uh oh,” I said unevenly, snipping the second last rose. “Are you going to be able to wait until I’m finished with these?”
“I wouldn’t count on it. There’s a chance I’m going to turn into one of those dreadful guests who help themselves.”
I threw my head back and laughed at that.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” he asked.
“No,” I said giggling.
“Hmm, that didn’t sound sincere. I think I’ll have to punish you for that. Hmm... let’s see... do you like being tied up?
I’d never been tied up before, and the thought of Ben tying me up made my skin tingle with anticipation.
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Handcuffed to the bedpost?”
Oh, God. I’d never been handcuffed either. I had a feeling that I wasn’t gonna get much sleep that night. I nodded.
“Can I handcuff you?” I asked.
“Any time,” he said and turned me around to face him. “My grandfather used to be a cop for a while and he gave me a pair. You know, so that I can handcuff people in order to protect myself,” he added through a wicked grin, and pulled me into his chest.
“Are you insinuating that I’m dangerous?” I asked amused looking up into his gorgeous eyes, also placing my hands on his waist.
“Honey, I knew you were dangerous from that moment in The Food Emporium,” he answered. “I also knew that I had to have you. And speaking of which, just a quick question, how would you feel if I were to tie you to your bed and lick you like ice cream? Would that be ok?”
Jesus.
“Yes.”
He raised a hand to my check and ran the tip of his tongue against the side of my neck as if to illustrate what he wanted to do to me.
“And what if I slid my hands up the backs of your thighs to your beautiful behind and raised you to my mouth? Is that too dirty?” he asked.
Oh, fuck.
“No,” I said closing my eyes, imagining it. “That would be ok.”
“Good,” he said mischievously.
He gently pressed his mouth to mine and settled for a slow, toe curling kiss that made my insides turn liquid. Wanting more, I slid my left hand from his waist to the back of his head, forcing deeper contact and slid my right hand down to cup his incredibly large, hard cock.
Then suddenly, as if I’d lit a fire within him, the kiss turned greedy and he devoured me, sucking the breath from my lungs. In an instant I had lost all control. There was nothing else that mattered but him. A loud moan escaped me.
He pulled his head back. His breath was ragged.
“Fuck, Jess, you don’t even know what you do to me,” he said and grabbed my ass with his hands.
Another moan escaped me. He let go of me and impatiently pulled at the knot at my waist. It slipped free beneath his fingers and he removed my robe in two moves, almost ripping it in the process.
As he removed the robe, one of my thin bra straps slid down my shoulder, revealing the top part of my left breast. He took a step back and looked at me, his eyes travelling the length of my scarcely clothed body.
“Oh, God,” was all he said.
When his eyes met mine, I noticed that they had turned a steel gray. I knew that mine had turned a deep chocolate brown and that he could see my desire for him – the same desire he had for me. He moved closer and this time softly kissed my left breast. Next he trailed soft kisses up to my throat again, and I felt my head roll back and my eye lids grow heavy.
“More,” I demanded.
He slammed his mouth against mine with all the held-back intensity he possessed and at the same time, he pushed down the straps of my bra and brought his hands behind my back to unhook my bra. Then he moved his hands to cup my breasts and squeezed them gently. And then everything got so hot and dizzy that all I could concentrate on was the feeling of his thumbs and forefingers rolling my hard nipples with a skill, I could only define as sublime.
Wanting to feel his skin, I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up. My hands were on him before his shirt hit the floor, pulling at the soft, sort hair on his chest. Ben groaned deep in his chest as I continued my own exploration of his upper body. He pulled back and his steel gray, lust-filled eyes searched mine, and as I watched him, he slid his hands down to my waist, and lowered his head to bury it between my breasts. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and pushed his head against me as he started kissing the soft area between my breasts. Then, he moved his head and with his slick tongue, he licked my left breast, and then, he moved to the other one and popped my nipple in his mouth, expertly rolling it beneath his tongue.
I arched my back while digging my fingers into his smooth, broad shoulders and moaned heavily this time.
“Oh, Ben,” I signed.
“What is it honey?” he asked mischievously. “Do you want me to stop?”
I closed my eyes as a shudder ran up my spine. Ben licked me like the ice cream he’d talked about earlier; then he sucked the taut flesh of my right breast into his hot, moist mouth. While he drew my breast in his mouth, his hand moved down my stomach and between my widely spread thighs. He cupped me there, pushed his big palm into my crotch, and softly squeezed. He moved to my other breast and popped my nipple into his mouth. His hand slid to the inside of my right thigh, and he slipped his fingers beneath the edge of my panties.
“You’re wet,” he whispered as he touched me between my legs, feeling me where I was slick, his touch making me greedy for more. “I want you, Jess.”
He looked up at me from my breasts, his eyes filled with lust, his eyelids heavy, and when he saw my own desire, he placed his hands on my waist and manoeuvred me against the kitchen wall, where he pinned my hands above my head with one of his.
Against the wall he slammed his mouth against mine and ripped my panties off with his free hand, throwing them on the ground. Then he travelled all over my body like a road map with his mouth. Every hill, every valley, every little bump in the road. He eagerly parted my legs and moved his fingers against me, then in me, rubbing that very sensitive spot between my legs with his middle finger while thrusting his tongue in my wetness. His touch and tongue made me scream out as I felt myself cum.
“That’s right baby, scream for me,” he said still licking me, and I screamed again.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his forearms and pulled him up. I crushed my naked breasts, wet from his mouth, against his strong bare chest. His mouth sought mine, and his hands pulled my body hard against him. I ground my hips like mad against his stone hard cock which was in danger of ripping through his boxers. I didn’t care if I seemed desperate. I wanted him right that moment.
I wrapped my right leg around his back and ground harder, rubbing myself against his huge erection.
“Oh, my,” I mumbled through his kiss as I heard a deep, wrenching moan escape him. “Oh, Ben, Ben.”
Not able to control myself, I reached down and tugged at the waistband of his boxers. His flesh jutted forward into my palm, and I closed my fist around the hot circumference of his erection.
A groan tore through Ben’s chest, and I pulled back to look into his face. His eyes were slits of steel gray and his breath was uneven. I lowered my gaze to my hand, and saw that my hand was nowhere near big enough to cover even half of his cock, so I started slipping my palm up and down the smooth shaft, sliding my thumb over the velvet head. I spread a bead of clear moisture over the plump cleft, learning the weight and texture of him.
“Oh, my, look at that? Do they even make condoms your size, big boy?”
“Oh, fuck,” he said, his voice rough as if I was torturing him.
I knelt down and sat on my knees, raising my hips so that my mouth was level with his crotch. I looked up at his and slowly licked my lips seductively. I saw his mouth open in shock, and then slid my middle finger in my mouth and started sucking on it, sliding it in and out slowly.
“JESS,” he said pleading.
I took my finger out and leaned forward a bit, letting the tip of my tongue touch his big cock. He growled and moaned and leaned his arms against the wall to steady himself. I ran my hands up the hard muscles of his thighs while teasing him with my tongue.
“JESS.” A dark sound escaped him and formed into my name. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started sliding it up and down fast, while placing my mouth below and sucking on his balls. I saw his knees bend and realized how close to going over the edge he was.
I let go of him and moved my mouth up to replace my hand. I opened my mouth wide and he plunged his cock into it, causing me to move back a bit at the sudden force. I started sucking him and after a few seconds, Ben placed both hands around my head and kept it steady while he thrust his rock hard cock into my mouth.
“You like that baby?” he asked out of breath.
I moaned in response.
“Oh, fuck, I think I’m gonna cum” he said. He let go of my head and pulled his hips back a bit. I was close to having an orgasm as well, and decided we’d both had enough.
“One, sec,” I said.
I ran to my bedroom and grabbed a few condoms, and then ran back to the kitchen where Ben was leaning against the wall with his back breathing hard.
I knelt down again, carefully ripped the condom and slowly rolled the thin latex down Ben’s long, rock hard, throbbing erection.
He pulled me up and placed both hands on my waist, and before I knew what was happening I was sitting on the smooth kitchen table which seemed to be the perfect height for Ben’s plan to push me over the edge again. He placed his mouth on my nipple again, and the heat was more than I could handle. He thrust two fingers into my wetness and I gasped.
“You’re soaking wet, and I’m extremely hard,” he said. “I think it’s time.”
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, feeling myself start to drip.
“Come here,” he said and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his muscular waist. He slid me off the table and onto the warm head of his cock. He glided himself to my opening and shoved up as he pushed down on my thighs. He didn’t get far before a painful cry escaped me.
“Shhh, it’s okay, honey,” he whispered, and moved me back a bit so that I was sitting on the table. “I’ll make it good for you.”
He laid me on the glass table and my right hand landed on the beautiful roses. He leaned over me and kissed my neck and breasts while he put my feet on the table and pushed my thighs wide. He rocked his hips, slowly thrusting into me, easing his way further and further, until his vast cock was buried inside me. His groan was a deep rumble.
“Jesus Christ,” he swore and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Are you ok?”
At that moment, I honestly didn’t know. I hadn’t had sex in a while and his huge manhood has caused some pain, but I was more than ready to carry on. I nodded.
He pulled back and thrust deep, turning my gasp into a moan this time. The heat gathered between my legs and spread across my body like a fire. He filled me completely, touching me so deeply that I felt utterly consumed by him.
I clawed his back to encourage him to keep going and after looking at me with his now almost black eyes, he bent down and kissed me. He thrust his tongue inside my mouth long and deep, as he moved over me, slipping in and out with a slow, even rhythm that built up and up until neither of us could breathe at all. He pulled back just long enough to look into my equally dark eyes, and his breath became ragged with the punctuating thrust of his hips.
“Oh, Ben,” I sighed his name while wrapping my legs around his waist, and he placed his hands on the table on either side of my face. He bent down and kissed my breasts, while still thrusting into me, and when I squeezed my kegel muscles, he bit my nipple and I noticed his hands turning to fists, as though to keep from cumming.
The pleasure from his mouth on my nipple and his cock inside me was making my toes curl. It kept building tighter and hotter, until it pulled me completely under. Wave after wave seared through me from my head to my toes.
“BEN, BEN, BEN, BEN,” I called out, clawing his back.
I grasped his bare shoulders and clung to him as the walls of my body pulsed around him. It went on and on like nothing I’d ever experienced in my life. He moved faster, harder, pumping into me again and again until the air whooshed from his lungs as if he’d been smashed in the chest and is muscles beneath my hands turned to stone.
In the aftermath, the only sound was that of heavy, spent breathing. Still wrapped, we stayed there a few minutes, letting our heart rates get back to normal. He was lying on top of me, our damp, sex-heated skin glued together. A warm, fluttery afterglow settled on my flesh and I tuned my head and kissed his shoulder.
“My God,” he moaned. “That was amazing.”
I smiled. I thought so too.
How ironic, the man I had hated so much had just given me the most amazing sex of my life. And the most amazing orgasms.
“Yea, it was,” I said. “There’s no way that that could have been any sexier or hotter.”
“Hmm, you think? Cause I think we should go another round, and see what happens,” Ben said mischievously.
“Hmm, that’s not a bad idea. In fact, the more times we do it, the better. And we should try out different spots. Like my bed for one.”
“You read my mind. Ready for round two then?”
“Yes, sir.”
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Chapter Eleven - The Revelation - Part 3
Ok, so I just finished reading what I wrote last night, and I am a little hesitant because I think it might be a bit extreme... lol :P By that, I mean that I was reading some novels that I have that have "sex" scenes (romance novels) and even though they are pretty good, I feel like my scene (which is 15 pages btw! lol) might be a bit much... So, here's a little preview (8/15 pages - the more pg stuff lol) so that you guys can tell me what you think :)
I had stripped down to my black lace Very Sexy Victoria’s Secret V Deep plunge push-up bra and matching Very Sexy thong, when the doorbell rang. I quickly threw on my VS black satin robe and went to the door and looked through the peephole.
Shit. It was Ben.
I quickly tiptoed away from the door to the kitchen hoping that he would leave. The next second I heard him pounding on my door, and realized that he wasn’t just gonna disappear, so I went to the door and opened it. There stood Ben, all six feet of him, wearing a T-shirt (Calvin Klein) and boxers (also CK), looking irritated.
“What the hell Jess?” he asked and stormed into the entry, bringing in his masculine scent with him.
I shut the door behind him and folded my hands under my breasts.
“What do you mean, ‘What the hell Jess’?”
“Oh, you know very well what I mean,” he answered.
The light from my entrance way chandelier bounced prisms about the hall and across Ben’s black T-shirt. Within the small confines he seemed larger than life. A big, muscular man dressed in black. He placed his hands on his hips and his eyes traveled the length of my body slowly as if noticing was I was wearing for the first time, his eyes widening a little.
I gave him a sexy smile and then he went back to Arnold Schwarzenegger mode again.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not.”
“Why did you run away like that from the elevator, and why weren’t you answering your door before?”
“I had to pee, and when you first rand the doorbell, I didn’t hear it.”
“Uh huh.”
Clearly he wasn’t buying it, so I decided to be honest.
“I think that we should not see each other for a few days.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I need to wrap my head around this. Plus I can’t have you over here whenever you’re horny, and want to get laid.”
His gaze narrowed. “What do you mean you want to ‘wrap your heard around this’? Isn’t it simple? Cause I think it is. And wait, you think that’s why I’m here? Cause I want to get in your pants?”
I didn’t really know, but suddenly, I found myself feeling what I accused him of feeling.
“I mean to get used to the idea. And isn’t that the reason you’re here? Cause you want to get laid, I mean.”
“No.” He leaned toward me and said, “Maybe I just wanted to talk about tonight’s events. Maybe I think that you are intelligent and a sparkling conversationalist and wanted to talk about work. Maybe I just like looking at you.” He leaned in closer so that there were only six inches separating us. “And maybe I just want to spend more time with you and get to know you better and prove to you that I’m not this asshole you think I am.”
My heart pounded in my chest.
“Maybe the reason I’m here had nothing to do with sex.”
“Really?”
“Maybe.” He placed his long fingers under my chin and raised my face to his. “Maybe I just want to kiss your full lips like before in my office. Maybe that’s all I want.” He turned his heard slightly to the side and said against my lips, “Maybe I just miss the taste of you in my mouth and the feeling of your body pressed against mine.”
My breath caught in my chest next to my pounding heart, and I couldn’t remember why in the world I hated him so much. Well actually, I could, but at the moment, what might happen in the future didn’t matter. I was standing in my apartment clad in VS lingerie, and I had a sexy as hell, funny, charming guy standing in front of me whose touch made me want to do things I had never even dreamed of.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked, even though, technically, he was already inside.
“Maybe.” He opened his mouth over mine and soul kissed me, deep down where nothing matter but him.
He pulled back and looked at me with those gorgeous gray eyes, which had now turned a shade darker.
“Do you want me to come in?”
Surely he was kidding. I mean after kissing me like that did he honestly think I’d say no? I mean I was never really known for my self control. Plus, I’d spent so much time fantasising about Calvin, that I hadn’t had a boyfriend for months. And that last kiss... well, let’s just say that it got me thinking that I’d rather do something more... physical, than talk. Oh, God, I thought. This was bad. Real bad.
“Yes,” I answered weakly.
I turned and walked towards the kitchen, before I changed my mind.
“Would you like anything to drink?” I asked looking over my shoulder, playing the good hostess. I noticed that he was been checking me out. Oh, God, I had forgotten I was wearing sexy lingerie.
“Yea, sure. Got any beer?” he asked and slowly raised his eyes to meet mine. He smiled that sexy, half smile that always annoyed me, which caused my heart rate to double. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Uh, yea, help yourself to one from the fridge,” I answered, swaying my hips as I walked. Before I turned to the kitchen, I stole a peek at his crotch, and saw that he was obviously satisfied with what he saw.
Trying to hide my excitement, I turned to the vase of red roses I always kept on my kitchen table, and since they were looking a little droopy, I decided to snip the ends off.
As I did that, I heard Ben open the fridge door followed by the hiss as he ripped off the ring pull, but no sounds of anything going down his throat.
“So...” Snip, snip. “your sister seems really cool,” I said lamely trying to lighten the mood. I could feel his eyes on me, non-stop and it was driving me crazy. “I saw her just the other day, actually.” Snip, snip.
“Yea, she is,” came his reply. I heard a faint tap as he set his beer down on the granite counter. “But do you really want to talk about my sister right now, cause there are better things I’d rather be saying... or doing actually.”
That was quite enough to send another zillion volts into an already charge atmosphere.
Just as I wanted him to, he came to stand right behind me. Then, he blew very lightly on the back of my hastily upswept wavy hair. “You look sexy as hell, did you know that?” he asked, his voice raspier than ever.
Already, I was going weak at the knees. “Oh well, thanks,” I said.
As I continued to trim the roses, he put his large, strong hands on my waist and bushed his lips against the back of my neck.
God, that felt good. So good, I wanted to keep the heart-throbbing anticipation going on as long as possible. “Just something I threw on.”
He was so close behind me, I could feel the vibration of his suppressed laughter as he brushed his lips against the back of my neck.
“Do you always wear sexy lingerie to bed?” he asked while dropping light kisses on my right shoulder.
I honestly don’t know how I was able to keep from turning around and taking him, right there, in the kitchen, but I carried on with the roses. “Yea, sometimes.”
Again, I felt that warm vibration.
“Oh, really? Well in that case, I’m an idiot for coming over from the night I moved in,” he said and pressed his erection into my butt causing my breath to catch in my throat.
“Well if you can wait until I’m done with these,” I said unsteadily, “I might be able to show you what you’ve been missing...”
“Jesus, are you almost done with those?”
As his lips found my left earlobe, his hands slid slowly up the sides of my ribs, over the sides of Victoria Secret clad 34Ds, squeezed them lightly, and slid down to my waist again.
“Uh oh,” I said unevenly, snipping the second last rose. “Are you going to be able to wait until I’m finished with these?”
“I wouldn’t count on it. There’s a chance I’m going to turn into one of those dreadful guests who help themselves.”
I threw my head back and laughed at that.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” he asked.
“No,” I said giggling.
“Hmm, that didn’t sound sincere. I think I’ll have to punish you for that. Hmm... let’s see... do you like being tied up?
I’d never been tied up before, and the thought of Ben tying me up made my skin tingle with anticipation.
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Handcuffed to the bedpost?”
Oh, God. I’d never been handcuffed either. I had a feeling that I wasn’t gonna get much sleep that night. I nodded.
“Can I handcuff you?” I asked.
“Any time,” he said and turned me around to face him. “My grandfather used to be a cop for a while and he gave me a pair. You know, so that I can handcuff people in order to protect myself,” he added through a wicked grin, and pulled me into his chest.
“Are you insinuating that I’m dangerous?” I asked amused looking up into his gorgeous eyes, also placing my hands on his waist.
“Honey, I knew you were dangerous from that moment in The Food Emporium,” he answered. “I also knew that I had to have you. And speaking of which, just a quick question, how would you feel if I were to tie you to your bed and lick you like ice cream? Would that be ok?”
Jesus.
“Yes.”
He raised a hand to my check and ran the tip of his tongue against the side of my neck as if to illustrate what he wanted to do to me.
“And what if I slid my hands up the backs of your thighs to your beautiful behind and raised you to my mouth? Is that too dirty?” he asked.
Oh, fuck.
“No,” I said closing my eyes, imagining it. “That would be ok.”
“Good,” he said mischievously.
He gently pressed his mouth to mine and settled for a slow, toe curling kiss that made my insides turn liquid. Wanting more, I slid my left hand from his waist to the back of his head, forcing deeper contact and slid my right hand down to cup his incredibly large, hard cock.
Then suddenly, as if I’d lit a fire within him, the kiss turned greedy and he devoured me, sucking the breath from my lungs. In an instant I had lost all control. There was nothing else that mattered but him. A loud moan escaped me.
He pulled his head back. His breath was ragged.
“Fuck, Jess, you don’t even know what you do to me,” he said and grabbed my ass with his hands.
Another moan escaped me. He let go of me and impatiently pulled at the knot at my waist. It slipped free beneath his fingers and he removed my robe in two moves, almost ripping it in the process.
As he removed the robe, one of my thin bra straps slid down my shoulder, revealing the top part of my left breast. He took a step back and looked at me, his eyes travelling the length of my scarcely clothed body.
“Oh, God,” was all he said.
When his eyes met mine, I noticed that they had turned a steel gray. I knew that mine had turned a deep chocolate brown and that he could see my desire for him – the same desire he had for me. He moved closer and this time softly kissed my left breast. Next he trailed soft kisses up to my throat again, and I felt my head roll back and my eye lids grow heavy.
“More,” I demanded.
He slammed his mouth against mine with all the held-back intensity he possessed and at the same time, he pushed down the straps of my bra and brought his hands behind my back to unhook my bra. Then he moved his hands to cup my breasts and squeezed them gently. And then everything got so hot and dizzy that all I could concentrate on was the feeling of his thumbs and forefingers rolling my hard nipples with a skill, I could only define as sublime.
I had stripped down to my black lace Very Sexy Victoria’s Secret V Deep plunge push-up bra and matching Very Sexy thong, when the doorbell rang. I quickly threw on my VS black satin robe and went to the door and looked through the peephole.
Shit. It was Ben.
I quickly tiptoed away from the door to the kitchen hoping that he would leave. The next second I heard him pounding on my door, and realized that he wasn’t just gonna disappear, so I went to the door and opened it. There stood Ben, all six feet of him, wearing a T-shirt (Calvin Klein) and boxers (also CK), looking irritated.
“What the hell Jess?” he asked and stormed into the entry, bringing in his masculine scent with him.
I shut the door behind him and folded my hands under my breasts.
“What do you mean, ‘What the hell Jess’?”
“Oh, you know very well what I mean,” he answered.
The light from my entrance way chandelier bounced prisms about the hall and across Ben’s black T-shirt. Within the small confines he seemed larger than life. A big, muscular man dressed in black. He placed his hands on his hips and his eyes traveled the length of my body slowly as if noticing was I was wearing for the first time, his eyes widening a little.
I gave him a sexy smile and then he went back to Arnold Schwarzenegger mode again.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not.”
“Why did you run away like that from the elevator, and why weren’t you answering your door before?”
“I had to pee, and when you first rand the doorbell, I didn’t hear it.”
“Uh huh.”
Clearly he wasn’t buying it, so I decided to be honest.
“I think that we should not see each other for a few days.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I need to wrap my head around this. Plus I can’t have you over here whenever you’re horny, and want to get laid.”
His gaze narrowed. “What do you mean you want to ‘wrap your heard around this’? Isn’t it simple? Cause I think it is. And wait, you think that’s why I’m here? Cause I want to get in your pants?”
I didn’t really know, but suddenly, I found myself feeling what I accused him of feeling.
“I mean to get used to the idea. And isn’t that the reason you’re here? Cause you want to get laid, I mean.”
“No.” He leaned toward me and said, “Maybe I just wanted to talk about tonight’s events. Maybe I think that you are intelligent and a sparkling conversationalist and wanted to talk about work. Maybe I just like looking at you.” He leaned in closer so that there were only six inches separating us. “And maybe I just want to spend more time with you and get to know you better and prove to you that I’m not this asshole you think I am.”
My heart pounded in my chest.
“Maybe the reason I’m here had nothing to do with sex.”
“Really?”
“Maybe.” He placed his long fingers under my chin and raised my face to his. “Maybe I just want to kiss your full lips like before in my office. Maybe that’s all I want.” He turned his heard slightly to the side and said against my lips, “Maybe I just miss the taste of you in my mouth and the feeling of your body pressed against mine.”
My breath caught in my chest next to my pounding heart, and I couldn’t remember why in the world I hated him so much. Well actually, I could, but at the moment, what might happen in the future didn’t matter. I was standing in my apartment clad in VS lingerie, and I had a sexy as hell, funny, charming guy standing in front of me whose touch made me want to do things I had never even dreamed of.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked, even though, technically, he was already inside.
“Maybe.” He opened his mouth over mine and soul kissed me, deep down where nothing matter but him.
He pulled back and looked at me with those gorgeous gray eyes, which had now turned a shade darker.
“Do you want me to come in?”
Surely he was kidding. I mean after kissing me like that did he honestly think I’d say no? I mean I was never really known for my self control. Plus, I’d spent so much time fantasising about Calvin, that I hadn’t had a boyfriend for months. And that last kiss... well, let’s just say that it got me thinking that I’d rather do something more... physical, than talk. Oh, God, I thought. This was bad. Real bad.
“Yes,” I answered weakly.
I turned and walked towards the kitchen, before I changed my mind.
“Would you like anything to drink?” I asked looking over my shoulder, playing the good hostess. I noticed that he was been checking me out. Oh, God, I had forgotten I was wearing sexy lingerie.
“Yea, sure. Got any beer?” he asked and slowly raised his eyes to meet mine. He smiled that sexy, half smile that always annoyed me, which caused my heart rate to double. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Uh, yea, help yourself to one from the fridge,” I answered, swaying my hips as I walked. Before I turned to the kitchen, I stole a peek at his crotch, and saw that he was obviously satisfied with what he saw.
Trying to hide my excitement, I turned to the vase of red roses I always kept on my kitchen table, and since they were looking a little droopy, I decided to snip the ends off.
As I did that, I heard Ben open the fridge door followed by the hiss as he ripped off the ring pull, but no sounds of anything going down his throat.
“So...” Snip, snip. “your sister seems really cool,” I said lamely trying to lighten the mood. I could feel his eyes on me, non-stop and it was driving me crazy. “I saw her just the other day, actually.” Snip, snip.
“Yea, she is,” came his reply. I heard a faint tap as he set his beer down on the granite counter. “But do you really want to talk about my sister right now, cause there are better things I’d rather be saying... or doing actually.”
That was quite enough to send another zillion volts into an already charge atmosphere.
Just as I wanted him to, he came to stand right behind me. Then, he blew very lightly on the back of my hastily upswept wavy hair. “You look sexy as hell, did you know that?” he asked, his voice raspier than ever.
Already, I was going weak at the knees. “Oh well, thanks,” I said.
As I continued to trim the roses, he put his large, strong hands on my waist and bushed his lips against the back of my neck.
God, that felt good. So good, I wanted to keep the heart-throbbing anticipation going on as long as possible. “Just something I threw on.”
He was so close behind me, I could feel the vibration of his suppressed laughter as he brushed his lips against the back of my neck.
“Do you always wear sexy lingerie to bed?” he asked while dropping light kisses on my right shoulder.
I honestly don’t know how I was able to keep from turning around and taking him, right there, in the kitchen, but I carried on with the roses. “Yea, sometimes.”
Again, I felt that warm vibration.
“Oh, really? Well in that case, I’m an idiot for coming over from the night I moved in,” he said and pressed his erection into my butt causing my breath to catch in my throat.
“Well if you can wait until I’m done with these,” I said unsteadily, “I might be able to show you what you’ve been missing...”
“Jesus, are you almost done with those?”
As his lips found my left earlobe, his hands slid slowly up the sides of my ribs, over the sides of Victoria Secret clad 34Ds, squeezed them lightly, and slid down to my waist again.
“Uh oh,” I said unevenly, snipping the second last rose. “Are you going to be able to wait until I’m finished with these?”
“I wouldn’t count on it. There’s a chance I’m going to turn into one of those dreadful guests who help themselves.”
I threw my head back and laughed at that.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” he asked.
“No,” I said giggling.
“Hmm, that didn’t sound sincere. I think I’ll have to punish you for that. Hmm... let’s see... do you like being tied up?
I’d never been tied up before, and the thought of Ben tying me up made my skin tingle with anticipation.
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Handcuffed to the bedpost?”
Oh, God. I’d never been handcuffed either. I had a feeling that I wasn’t gonna get much sleep that night. I nodded.
“Can I handcuff you?” I asked.
“Any time,” he said and turned me around to face him. “My grandfather used to be a cop for a while and he gave me a pair. You know, so that I can handcuff people in order to protect myself,” he added through a wicked grin, and pulled me into his chest.
“Are you insinuating that I’m dangerous?” I asked amused looking up into his gorgeous eyes, also placing my hands on his waist.
“Honey, I knew you were dangerous from that moment in The Food Emporium,” he answered. “I also knew that I had to have you. And speaking of which, just a quick question, how would you feel if I were to tie you to your bed and lick you like ice cream? Would that be ok?”
Jesus.
“Yes.”
He raised a hand to my check and ran the tip of his tongue against the side of my neck as if to illustrate what he wanted to do to me.
“And what if I slid my hands up the backs of your thighs to your beautiful behind and raised you to my mouth? Is that too dirty?” he asked.
Oh, fuck.
“No,” I said closing my eyes, imagining it. “That would be ok.”
“Good,” he said mischievously.
He gently pressed his mouth to mine and settled for a slow, toe curling kiss that made my insides turn liquid. Wanting more, I slid my left hand from his waist to the back of his head, forcing deeper contact and slid my right hand down to cup his incredibly large, hard cock.
Then suddenly, as if I’d lit a fire within him, the kiss turned greedy and he devoured me, sucking the breath from my lungs. In an instant I had lost all control. There was nothing else that mattered but him. A loud moan escaped me.
He pulled his head back. His breath was ragged.
“Fuck, Jess, you don’t even know what you do to me,” he said and grabbed my ass with his hands.
Another moan escaped me. He let go of me and impatiently pulled at the knot at my waist. It slipped free beneath his fingers and he removed my robe in two moves, almost ripping it in the process.
As he removed the robe, one of my thin bra straps slid down my shoulder, revealing the top part of my left breast. He took a step back and looked at me, his eyes travelling the length of my scarcely clothed body.
“Oh, God,” was all he said.
When his eyes met mine, I noticed that they had turned a steel gray. I knew that mine had turned a deep chocolate brown and that he could see my desire for him – the same desire he had for me. He moved closer and this time softly kissed my left breast. Next he trailed soft kisses up to my throat again, and I felt my head roll back and my eye lids grow heavy.
“More,” I demanded.
He slammed his mouth against mine with all the held-back intensity he possessed and at the same time, he pushed down the straps of my bra and brought his hands behind my back to unhook my bra. Then he moved his hands to cup my breasts and squeezed them gently. And then everything got so hot and dizzy that all I could concentrate on was the feeling of his thumbs and forefingers rolling my hard nipples with a skill, I could only define as sublime.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Another Quick Note
Hi everyone,
Just finished the last part, but I want to go over it a bit first, and seeing as that it's already 2 am, and I have to get up at 6 tomorrow, I'm gonna head to bed and edit it tomorrow, so it will be up by tomorrow afternoon!!!
I'm pretty excited actually! lol
So yea, no worries it will be up by tomorrow! :)
Just finished the last part, but I want to go over it a bit first, and seeing as that it's already 2 am, and I have to get up at 6 tomorrow, I'm gonna head to bed and edit it tomorrow, so it will be up by tomorrow afternoon!!!
I'm pretty excited actually! lol
So yea, no worries it will be up by tomorrow! :)
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Chapter Eleven - The Revelation - Quick Note!
Hey Everyone,
Just wanted to ask you quickly how I should go about writing the next scene... are you expecting pg13 stuff like the kissing part or 14a/18a? lol
Let me know cause so far I'm leaning towards 18a! lol But let me know :)
xoxo gcg
Just wanted to ask you quickly how I should go about writing the next scene... are you expecting pg13 stuff like the kissing part or 14a/18a? lol
Let me know cause so far I'm leaning towards 18a! lol But let me know :)
xoxo gcg
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