Trust me, he says. What choice did I have in this position? The man was straddling my waist with his knees barely touching my sides, his shaft was pointing toward my rising breasts, his sac was just brushing my stomach. All I wanted to do is touch him, but he had my hands locked above my head and I couldn't reach anything. All I could do was feel the heat emanating from his body. I tried to raise my hips but he wouldn't let me do that for long. He just shook his head and lowered his mouth to my face again. Oh that tongue of his as it traveled across my brow, licking the perspiration from it. When he started to nibble around my eyes and cheeks, I could feel that tension, that heat building again.
"Mmmmmmm, yessssssssss" I purred. Down the face, under the chin and back up the other cheek and eye, he slowly devoured me. I wanted him to find my mouth and let me taste him, but he had his own time schedule and was doing things to me I couldn't resist. That tongue, oh that warm, wet tongue, sliding over my face was ecstasy in itself. It moved and traced my upper lip's outline from left to right, before doing the reverse on the bottom lip. My mouth opened, searching for the invasion of his tongue. Nat lifted his head from mine to look at my pleading eyes.
"What darling? What do you want?" he whispered quietly.
"Kiss me. Pleeeeeease, kiss me" I whimpered.
"Like this?" Nathaniel captured my mouth with his and thrust his tongue inside. He continued licking my teeth, running his tongue between them and the inner surface of my lips, licking the inside of my cheeks, then nudging my teeth to part so he could rub his tongue against mine. He was attacking my mouth like he had attacked my neck and earlobes earlier. When he realized I was breathing harder beneath his chest, he trust his tongue deeply down the back of my throat and just held it there as he pressed his erection against my pelvis. I could feel the curl of his tongue trace a path from the back of my mouth, across the roof of it to my lips.
A single point of contact within my mouth, finally exiting at the same time as he started rocking his hips into me and rubbing the shaft of his cock on the triangle of hair above my pussy. I was on fire again and as soon as I thought I had him locked into a rhythm, he changed tunes, just like the music from the CD player. I sighed a little in frustration. My body kept telling me there was more to this sex thing and I wasn't getting it all yet, but my brain knew that the Hawk hovering over me with his wings spread around me, would fly me higher still, until I crested at the mountain's peak.
"What are you thinking Jessie?" he asked as he moved his body lower down mine. He rested on his elbows and started to lick my chest slowly. From the hollow of my throat, down between my breasts, he blazed a new trail of passion and excitement.
"I'm trying to think about the music I'm listening too, and I'm trying desperately not to pay attention to what you're doing. Mmmmmm," I tried to sound convincing with my reply, but when he took his teeth and nipped the skin under my breast, I 'yipped' out in surprise.
