It was funny, how things we never thought would happen, occur and leave us breathless and happy.
Scarlett smiled looking back upon all the things, she and Drew went through and an emotion of pure love and longing swept through her, as she stared at the late noon sun from the kitchen windows.
"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" Drew murmured snaking his hands along her waist and gliding his nose across the bare skin of her neck. Automatically, she tilted her neck, so as to give him a better exposure.
"Because, I was thinking about an idiot," she teased him, and turned slightly to press her lips against his equally soft ones.
"Enough thinking," he said, capturing her lower lip and softly tugging and sucking it, while she moaned in agreement.
In the back of her mind though, something had finally clicked and she knew that she was ready. Ready, for more. She was no more satisfied with just 'fooling around' with him. She wanted more. She wanted him.
Drew had no idea what was coming for him when she guided them around the house towards their bedroom. They had done this before, quite a many times, always stopping when the foreplay got a bit too hot. But, this time, there would be no stopping.
Scarlett pushed him down on the bed, making Drew smile, and straddled him. "Stop smiling," she commanded kissing him into momentary submission.
It always made something stir inside Drew, when she took control and commanded him things. It was actually simple; listening to her commanding tone turned him on to no end.
Drew was so lost in pleasure of Scarlett's tongue sucking his and exploring his mouth, that he didn't even notice the slight tremble of anticipation of Scarlett's hands, as she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Her hands glided over his muscular chest and delicious abs as she lost herself to his kisses.
Drew, had always appreciated her soft, delicate hands running over his bare skin, but today the same gesture made his stomach flip in anticipation. He needed to distract his mind, for his imagination was getting better of him. He slowly unlatched himself from her mouth and proceeded to plant small kisses on her neck and ever so slowly got near her sensitive sweet spot.
She was getting too much worked up and she decided to 'play' with Drew to pay him back for the sensual torture that was going on her neck.
Ever so slowly she unzipped his pants and dragged them down and put her hand on the top of his boxers, near his member. Drew gasped when she took his member in her hands and slowly massaged him through his boxers. The tantalizing friction was deliciously taking his breath away.
She suddenly stopped and then with the band of the boxers in between her lips, she dragged it down removing the last piece of cloth from Drew's body. Slowly kissing her way up his legs she caught his member in her lips and sucked him long and hard.
His moan resonated through the entire room and he had to beg her to stop, even if his body was screaming otherwise.
"Do...do you...want it, Scarlett?" he asked in between his pants, caressing her red tinted cheeks.
She blushed further, nodding as no words could escape her.
"Then, please... I beg you... stop!" he panted and dragged her body up and gave her a quick kiss, tasting himself on her lips.
