Nine #2
While his lips mingled around my chest, his hand continued back down to my skirt. I thought he was about to dip his fingers back in me when he surprised me by pulling back and then hooking both hands under the hem of my skirt and yanking down.
I leaned up to reach to the back where the zipper was but couldn’t get to it. I pushed towards him, letting him know I had to stand up.
As I did, Sean turned me around and pulled my back against his chest. I dropped my head back to his shoulder and he trailed more kisses along my shoulder as I heard the short zipper come down, letting the skirt fall with it.
Sean’s hand slipped around, diving under the hem of my panties and finding my core again.
“Oh, God.” I moaned, unable to hold back.
His fingers moved in perfect unison with my body and soon, I was looking for anything to hold onto as I came hard. My whole body was quivering, and Sean wrapped his free arm around me to hold me steady.
“Wow.” He whispered in my ear. I could tell he was searching for more to say but couldn’t find it.
“Mm hmm.” I offered as I all but collapsed against him.
Finally, he broke the thick air of silence. “Are you ready for more?”
“More?” I asked, bringing myself back from euphoria.
“Oh yeah.” Sean turned me around then quickly lifted my shirt from the bottom hem and slipped it over my head in one smooth moment. It fell to the ground beside us as he slipped his hands around the band of my panties and pushed them down. I helped kick them off so he wouldn’t have to bend down.
Then, it finally hit me. I was standing there, completely naked, in front of the guy that I never once thought would ever see me this way.
And even as his eyes raked over me and my heart slammed against my chest, I wasn’t terrified. I didn’t immediately feel the need to cover up or hide or rush against him so he couldn’t see me. I didn’t try to distract him or do anything that would cut this moment short.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Zette. I can’t take my eyes off you.”
I couldn’t form any words. What was I supposed to say?
Thank you? That didn’t feel right. So instead, I let my hand speak for me as I slowly stepped forward until I could reach for him.
I cupped his balls with my hand and carefully dragged my hand up and around his very erect cock until I got to the hem of his boxers.
With both hands, I eased his boxers down, and stared at him as his dick sprang free.
My eyes were so wide, I could feel the cold air rushing into them.
“Holy. Shit.” I blurted.
Sean chuckled just enough for his whole body to shake.
“How….” I trailed off.
He was thick. And long. And very impressive. And almost terrifying. How was that supposed to fit…
I ripped myself from my thoughts and distracted both of us by sinking my mouth around him and as far as I could go down.
“Oh, fuck, Zette.” He cried out. He fisted his hand into my hair just to hold on. I swirled my tongue around him, moving my mouth up and down. Every time I did, he’d let out a small moan. And every time he did, I’d go faster, letting his moans entice me on.
“I don’t think I can hold back any longer, Zette.” He finally broke the moment.
I pulled back. “Then don’t.” I wiped the corner of my lips and was about to go back down on him when he hooked his hands under my arms and lifted me back up.
“I need you. All of you.” Sean’s voice was low as he pushed me back onto the bed and eased my legs apart.
He made quick work of grabbing and rolling on a condom from the drawer beside his bed. Then, he was back over me, hovering just above and teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock.
“I should repay you for that.” He dropped his mouth down to my ear.
“How so?”
“By going down on you.” He pulled up to see my reaction but continued before I could say anything. “But forgive me. That’ll be next time. Right now, I’m feeling a bit greedy.”
He ran his hand down my leg and under the back of my thigh and lifted it to where my leg rested on his shoulder.
Slowly, he pushed himself into me, letting my body adjust to his size. Just that moment alone had me climbing but then he started pumping, still slowly. It wasn’t going to take much more before I’d come all over again.
As if sensing it, Sean started pumping faster and harder.
I was crying out at almost every move. I came and before I’d even finished, I was already climbing again.
My entire body was riddled with sensations, and I gripped his back with my hands.
He groaned as I did so and slowed down his movements, staring into my eyes as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly, teasing me.
I started tugging at him, silently begging for more and it wasn’t long before he gave in, resuming his heavy pace.
He kept a somewhat steady rhythm. He’d bring me up until I was crying out and digging my nails into him then he’d slow down, letting me come back to earth just enough to tease me again until I was bucking for him.
He went round for round, holding one leg on his shoulder then pulling my other leg up, letting him hit even deeper.
I’d lost count of how many times I felt like I had come. My fleeting thoughts were just long enough to remember that I’d never felt like this before. Hell, not even on my own. I had always been a maybe-one-and-done kind of girl.
Or maybe, I just wasn’t with the right person.
“Fuck, Zette. Fuck, I’m gonna come.” Sean cried out. “Come with me.” He moaned as he pumped a few more times before freezing. I felt him pulsating and I let myself right out my last orgasm with him.
He let my legs down and then collapsed beside me, pulling me to his chest.
“I’ve never felt like that before.” I blurted, staring at his ceiling.
“What do you mean?”
I turned and looked at him for a few moments before finally responding. “I’ve never in my entire life had more than one orgasm at a time.”
Sean wrapped his hand around my cheek and pulled my lips to his so we could share a deep kiss. “I’ve never had sex as good as this before.” Sean whispered.
I smiled up at the ceiling and Sean ran his fingers along all the curves of my body. I could imagine him memorizing every part of me, just like he said he’d wanted to.