Tristin felt his warm, strong hands moving up her thighs, gently pushing them apart. She let them go, keeping her eyes closed as he continued to kiss his way up her right calf. His smooth skin was felt as he raised the other leg hooking her knee over his shoulder. He continued his slow decent, and Tristin found herself moving her hips, pulsing with anticipation. Still not wanting to wake up fully and ruin the moment.
He took her leg off and began placing wet kisses up the other thigh to the edge of her labia. Teasing. She was already wet with eagerness and anticipation. Still slowly undulating her hips. She willed herself to be calm. Pinning back both knees towards the bed, he licked across her folds, opening them. Tristin uncontrollably bucked harder.
"You are so wet for me. Always, so wet for me." He said into her pussy, while he blew cool air into it.
She reached down and put her hands in his long dark brown hair. It was tied back in a messy knot keeping it out of his face.
"I'm going to taste you and fuck you with my fingers until you scream for me to make to let you cum. I am going to make you wait for me though. When I decide you are ready, I will enter you slowly and drive you wild with need."
With that, his mouth pierced her clit, sucking and licking. Tristin gasped and dropped her head further back on the bed. Her hands gripped his hair tighter and he assaulted her clit. He took one finger and rubbed her opening before plunging inside.
"Oh god," was all she could say out loud. In her head thoughts were going wild. How hot he made her feel by the way he controlled the night. How he spoke to her so openly. She, herself, could barley squeak out an, 'I like that,' let alone actually say what she wanted a man to do to her. She could turn a guy on, tease him, taste him, please him, but talk erotically to him, nope, not a word.
Tristin snapped back into the present and bucked hard against his mouth, as he put another finger inside. "You're so tight. I can't wait to fill you up and hear you scream. When you cum, over and over." With each word he drove his fingers in harder, deeper, making her raise her hips up even more, begging.
I want it all. Fuck me hard. Fuck me now. Is what she was thinking but couldn't get herself to say, feeling foolish. All that could be heard was her quickening breathing and moans as he stroked her g-spot and sucked on her clit.
Knowing she needed more and wanted release, Tristin grabbed his head, pushing him harder against her clit. Needing the pressure and quickening pace on her clit to find it. She was getting closer and held onto him, fucking his face with fervor, while his fingers were pumping inside of her with the same speed.
"Don't stop. Don't stop." She spoke between breaths as her insides squeezed down in his fingers.
He pushed back and broke her hold. His bravado was palpable and cocky half smile could be seen through his trimmed beard. Looking up at her, "I told you to wait for me."
Tristin woke with a start. Heart racing, wet, pulsing, still needed release.
Drrrrrrrr. Drrrrrrrr. Drrrrrrrr.
Reaching over she grabbed her vibrating phone off the nightstand. "Hi mom." She didn't even need to look. No one called at this hour but her, always forgetting, Tristin now lived on the West coast. "What's up? My alarm hasn't even gone off yet."
"Oh just making sure you are doing alright out there in San Diego. Are you making friends, boyfriends?" She trailed off. The subtle hint wasn't missed.
"Only in my dreams," Tristin mumbled. "I work all day. I don't have a lot of time to meet people. I'm good mom. Look, my alarm is about to go off, so I will let you go."
"Wait Honey, why don't you try finding a date on the internet. Your cousin Haley just met a nice man and they have been dating for a few months now. We met him at Thanksgiving. You know the Holiday you were too busy to visit during. Christmas is coming and I think it would be good for you to have someone. You could bring with him when you fly home."
"I love you mom, but I'm not going to find a good man on the internet. Its full of penis pictures and whores. I don't even know where to start. Gotta go." Tristin hung up without listening for a good bye, knowing hers mom's chin was on the ground and jumped in the shower. Her dream had left her hot, swollen, and more frustrated then even her mother could make her. He had been in her dreams for the past few weeks, always something new, different, pushing her boundaries.
"I don't want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need." Tristin's phone alarm went off, buzzing along to the sounds of the Season. She signed loudly into the tiled wall knowing she needed to get herself a dildo, soon.
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Lucas stretched as he uncoiled himself from his hotel office chair. They were not made for people six foot four. It was past one am and any work he did at this point was going to be subpar. He needed to get some sleep before tomorrows meetings, and then make an appearance at the company Christmas party, before taking the redeye back home. Sleep was something he almost didn't recognize these days. Being in a hotel for the past week didn't help. During the few hours he managed to get, he hadn't been sleeping well. He needed to get back to the East coast. The warm weather and toned tanned bodies were messing with his head.
Only the fuzzy dim light from the alarm clock could be seen from underneath his t-shirt, as Lucas jolted upright in bed. He squinted trying to get his bearings. The quiet knock sounded again on the outside door to his suite. Grabbing his phone to check the time. It was 4:42am, who ever it was must die. He wouldn't be able to fall asleep again.
Padding to the door in his boxers he quickly adjusted himself. Not even caring whom it was, Lucas open the door quickly ready to lay into them for disturbing him. Before him, stood her. The one who he had been having erotic dreams about since he arrived in San Diego. He thought she was just a fantasy, a mesh of women he had been with in the past, but here she was in front of him.
He scanned her tall body. She had to be almost six feet tall, more with her heels on. But he already knew this, by all the times he had those long toned legs wrapped around him as he buried himself deep inside of her every way he wanted. His cock started to pulse and heart rate sped up rapidly.
She was wearing a short black dress, made to look even smaller with her long leg poking out the bottom falling into her teal colored high heels. Clearly she wasn't wearing any stockings over her tanned legs. Maybe the weather here wasn't so bad after all.
Lucas held out his hand, and looked up at her face. Big hazel eyes stared back. Her pink lips were parted like she wanted to say something but couldn't. Without a word, Lucas led her to the living area and turned to face her again. Her long brown hair was cascading over her shoulders and down her back. He couldn't wait to feel it on his chest while she rode him.
