After a short respite during which he almost fell asleep with Jenny curled up against him, his attention was brought to his rumbling stomach. His other needs had been overwhelmed by the powerful presence of the woman he loved and her ability to coax a mind-blowing orgasm out of him. But with that desire temporarily assuaged, his stomach needed some nourishment.
He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she stretched to kiss him fully on the lips, her tongue hungrily parting his lips and snaking inside his mouth. "Hey," she said after their lips finally parted.
"I'm famished," he said. "You interrupted my plan! I was going to have a quiet afternoon resting and my lunch is in the bag."
"Well, we don't want this big boy to go hungry," she mocked. She sat up so he could remove his arm from under and he got up to get his bagged lunch. He walked away from her and bent down to pick up his lunch and she whistled, "Nice ass, big fella!" He turned around and smirked.
"So that's all I am to you, a piece of meat?" he asked.
"A gourmet piece of meat," she joked. "But yes."
The playful look on her face told him that she was just kidding with him and he did love her sense of humour; it was one of the things that drew him to her in the first place. She stared at his naked body, focusing in on his cock that was dangling between his legs. He stared back and was amazed at how sexy she looked in her bra and panties, sitting cross-legged on the bed with a seductive smile on her face. Her breasts were probably a C cup and he remembered her small, perky nipples from their video chats before. He could barely wait to reveal them in person but wanted to take care of his hunger first.
"So I've got a sandwich and a bag of chips," he said. "I'm happy to share, but if we do, we'll have to get another meal sooner rather than later."
"I'd love some sandwich," she replied. She scooted over to the edge of the bed and hopped off, moving to the loveseat beside the bed where they could sit and use the coffee table to keep the food. He put on his boxer-briefs and sat down next to her, fishing the sandwich out of the bag. He unwrapped it and handed her half and they both sat and ate in silence. He leaned back, sandwich in his right hand as his left slid around her waist. He finished chewing and swallowed and said, "I could get used to this."
The pause was palpable as she finished chewing her bite. She swallowed, took a swig of his water and asked, "Why don't you live closer, Rick?"
He smiled inwardly. He never shared how many times he had planned things out in his head. He never had thought that there might be any hope in making the things he thought out actually happen, but here she was, opening that door just a crack.
"You know, this is the closest we've lived to each other in a long time, Jenny," he replied. They finished their sandwich and she cuddled up against him. He gave her little kisses: on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose and then her lips, the kisses getting longer and deeper. His hands started to explore her body, running his fingers up and down her spine, making her tingle all over and raising goose flesh. He started to caress her breasts through her bra, scraping his fingers over the sides and under the bottom, feeling the smooth fabric and imagining the soft skin underneath. He could feel her nipples start to crinkle and harden through the bra and he targeted them with his thumbs. He sensed her breath start to quicken and could feel her body shiver under his fingers.
He reached around her, kissing her deeply while his hands found the clasp of her bra and he released it, sliding the straps over her shoulders and gently removing the silky garment. He kissed her neck, moving down to her shoulder, then her collarbone. His hands were on her smooth legs while his lips moved further down, kissing her breasts. He brought his right hand up to cup the underside of her breast, rubbing her nipple with his thumb then traced a circle around her areola with his tongue. The circle grew smaller and he could hear her inhale when his tongue started to swirl around her nipple. He brought his other hand up to cup her other breast while he paid attention to the left one with his tongue. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and gently scraped his teeth along the hard bud.
She started to moan and he intensified his efforts. He moved to the right breast, repeating the same techniques but this time, his right hand snaked between her opening legs, feeling her wetness spread through her panties. He placed his palm over her clit and applied pressure as he was gently grazing her nipple with his teeth. He could sense her head falling back and her breath escaping in a rush. He sucked on her nipple a couple of times quickly and then started to kiss down her stomach. Lower and lower, one hand still on her pussy mound.
He traced the top of her blue panties with his kisses, going from one hip to the other, applying pressure to her clit with his hand and rubbing in circles. "Fuuuuck," she breathed. He took that as an indicator to keep going.
He pulled her panties to one side, extended his tongue and licked up her slit, finishing with a circle around her clit. He repeated the action again, using a bit more pressure at the top. He pulled the hood of her clit back and breathed warm air on it, getting closer and closer until he flicked it with his tongue. He surrounded it with his lips and sucked on it, slurping away.
She ran her hands through his hair as he worked on her pussy. "Oh yes, Rick. Yes," she breathed throatily. She could barely catch her breath now as she felt him slide a finger into her dripping pussy. He started to finger fuck her as she felt her pleasure build up within her. She gripped his finger with her pussy and felt his tongue lashing her clit from side to side, then up and down, sometimes in circles. All of her senses combining to continue her build.
