A Date with an Angel

It was unusual that the primary thought on my mind when we ordered our drinks was my hoping you hadn't minded that we meet for drinks instead of dinner, especially since the last message I'd sent via Tumblr the evening previous could have been considered a little forward. I had bragged about having 'magical hands' and nonchalantly offered to give you a massage.

The thought subsided once I saw your smile, so genuine and perfect. My smile betrayed me; showing that I not only enjoyed the company and conversation, but also the but also thinly veiled my excitement in asking you the question that I had hoped would garner a resounding "yes"

After receiving the bill and sharing a comforting silence while I looked into your eyes, I decided to just get it out.

"Would you still care for that massage Angel?" a smile played across my lips.

Thankfully, I did get the answer I was hoping for. The walk back to my condo seemed as if it were twenty miles away. The sexual tension was palpable. I was excited to finally be out of the bar and back at my place, which was dimly lit and fully prepared for the earlier "yes" I had so desperately hoped for. Soft music was playing from the nightstand, which made the room feel more like a spa than an apartment. I lit the four candles which were positioned in the corners and turned off the artificial lighting causing shadows to dance across the walls.

"I'm going to freshen up a little Angel, please feel free to get comfortable. I'm going to start on your back."

I was glad you couldn't see me in the bathroom. My excitement already took a firm hold of my body and I looked down at the obvious protrusion in my dress pants. There was little I could do to hide this from you and for a moment was relieved that I had told you to lie on your front. I brushed my teeth and knocked back a healthy dose of mouthwash and checked my hair in the mirror. Turning to the side, I realized my erection was much more noticeable from the side than it was from looking down at it from my own eyes. I attempted to distract my mind, hoping my arousal would subside but was constantly reminded of the way you looked at me during dinner; the way I had ached to touch your thigh on the ride over. The way your ass looked in your skirt as I followed you into the room. I was unmatched to quell the ferocity of my lustful side. The sight upon exiting the bathroom didn't help.

You had completely disrobed before lying prone on the bed and I froze the moment I saw your naked body. I could feel the lustful demons cursing me for turning out the lights which caused your body to be highlighted only by the flickering candlelight.

"Hi." was all you said.

It was a mixture of innocence and vulnerability which somehow made me want you even more. You exuded this aura of shyness, though I felt as though you were handing your body over to me to do with what I pleased. It was that trust that made me feel less embarrassed about my obvious bulge, which had somehow grown even harder. I smiled at the back of your head.

"Hi" I echoed.

I picked up the bottle of massage oil and rubbed it into my hands, warming them sufficiently before touching them to your shoulders. Pressing in and upward with my thumbs, I began to knead the muscles in your back, feeling the tightness immediately dissolve under my fingers as I worked it upward and down through your arms. I had intended to cover your entire body in that manner, not leaving a square inch untouched. I continued, pressing my palms, fingers and forearms against your back and reminded you to breathe deeply, matching mine.

Occasionally, your exhale took the form of a sensual moan, pleasing me to the core. I rubbed through your shoulders, neck, lower back and down the backs of your thighs, to your calves, forcing all of the negative energy from your body and replacing it with every ounce of positive energy I had. I should not have done what I did next, but I couldn't stop myself.

After finishing with your calves, I stood beside you to soothe the pressure points in your body. I slide my fingertips lightly up your right calf and along the inside of your thigh. I felt you. My fingers barely touched your folds and I felt your heat envelope my hand. You arched your back slightly and moved your legs apart - and I needed you. Not in the way I had wanted you in the bar or in the cab, but an intense, desperate need that made me temporarily forget the 'gentleman' you had come to know during our initial text exchanges. I moved to you quickly, lifting your right shoulder from the mattress so I could see your face. I slid in beside you and brought my lips to yours in a heavy embrace and felt your mouth welcome mine. You seemed to answer every call that my body put out so far and I moaned against your lips as I felt your hand reaching down between my legs, handling me through my trousers at first before tugging at my zipper.

As you aggressively pushed your hand inside and took hold of my cock you felt it 'flex' against your palm. Your touch escalated my passion even higher and I stood once again and removed my shirt, my pants and my socks, along with every inhibition I had that kept me from experiencing the pleasure of feeling your body against mine.

Covering your mouth with mine, I let my tongue quickly slide against your bottom lip and pulled my hips over yours, so that you could feel my cock pressing against your pussy, the base hot against your clit. I rocked my hips upward to coat my shaft with your juices as I felt you exhaled into my mouth. There was no real physical activity taking place, yet I felt out of breath, as if I needed to inhale deeply and fill my lungs with your scent. I broke the embrace and gently moved your head to the side with my chin, the stubble from the evening growth pressing into your soft skin. I took a moment to breathe you in, supporting myself on my arms, then kissed your neck just below the ear.

Teasingly, my lips began a trail down the side of your neck, to your collarbone where ten perfect kisses were left, leaving my mouth at the centre of your chest. The trail continued, straying left and right only at the moment to feel the smooth skin of your luscious, full breasts against my lips. I lingered there for a moment, letting my teeth pick up your skin, obeying the part of my wolf-brain that wanted to simply devour your flesh in lust, but also obeying the more sensible, sensual side that wanted to keep you 'perfect'. I continued further downward, over your tummy and hovered on your navel, letting my tongue dip into it slightly before moving on. I genuinely appreciated you opening your legs for me, but also recognized your shy nature which prevented you from really giving yourself to me. With my mouth now poised over the top of your pelvic bone, I abruptly pushed your thighs apart, upward and back so that your ass temporarily lifted from the mattress.

This time, I didn't tease - my mouth dropped directly onto your opening and I kissed you there just as I had your mouth only moments earlier. My tongue searched you, slipping against the folds until it found its target and I pressed my lips deeper, allowing my tongue to fully penetrate you. Curling it upward, I let your taste sit on my tongue for a moment before bringing it back into my mouth, swallowing your delectable juices. I then ran my tongue downward, letting the stiff tip brush against your asshole before running back up to your clit.

Once there, I held you apart with the sides of my thumbs, exposing the most sensitive part of you to my waiting mouth; and sucked you; fucking your clit with my mouth, urging you to cum onto me. My fingers of my right hand trailed downward, easing two fingers up into your pussy and began urging the rest of your juices out onto my bottom lip. I took delight in watching your hips buck upward onto my face as I pumped you, licking you and sucking your fucking lust from your centre. I felt a puddle of you collect in the palm of my hand as I pressed up inside you. For a moment, I wished I could feel what you were feeling - my lips and tongue polishing your clit, my fingers constantly pulling more of your juice out while continues waves of my hot breath bathed your exposed pussy. I wanted you to cum...Angel, I needed you to.

To be continued...