This is part 2 of Paul and Meg's story. Although it can be read alone, the back story (and phone sex!) appear in part one. I'm new to writing, these stories are the first I've ever written so I welcome any feedback - although please be gentle! Thanks, Minnie x
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Meg lay in her bed, breathless from the intense orgasm she had just experienced. She had just had mind blowing phone sex with her best friend's brother and her legs were still shaking from the force of her orgasm.
"I'm coming over," Paul told her after they had cum together. Meg wondered whether it was a good idea but Paul had already hung up the phone before she could voice her concerns.
"Oh god," she murmured, sliding out of her bed. She slid on her silk short dressing gown and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed and her still damp hair was messy. She looked like a woman who had been fucked senseless. And that's exactly how she felt.
She remembered the sound of his deep voice as he told her what he wanted to do to her. Listening to him stroking his cock for her. The crack in his voice as he told her he was going cum. He had sounded so fucking sexy. She could feel the moisture pooling between legs and her clit started to throb.
She couldn't deny it. She wanted him.
She quickly ran a brush through her hair, conscious it wouldn't take him long to drive down the few streets separating her apartment from his sister's house where he was staying.
She paced up and down, both anxious and excited. What would happen between them? What if he changed his mind? What if it didn't live up to the phone call?
The buzzer to her apartment startled her thoughts. He was here. She quickly buzzed him up and tightened the tie around her dressing gown. There was a knock on the door and taking a deep breath she answered it.
"Hi Meggie," Paul's deep voice rumbled through her body as he leaned casually against the doorway.
"Hi," she murmured, her eyes drinking him in. He had thrown on a casual t-shirt and jeans and his dark eyes were smiling at her. His short dark hair was slightly tousled and she had a sudden urge to run her hands through it.
"Can I come in?" he prompted, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh god, yes, of course, sorry," she rambled as she took a step back to let him. She closed the door and turned to face him. She wrung her hands nervously, not allowing herself to look at him.
"Meggie, look at me," Paul urged as he stepped closer. He lifted her chin with a finger and brought her gaze to his. She saw the usual twinkle in his eyes but this time there was something else. Something darker.
As she looked up at him she suddenly became aware of how tall he was. Of course she always knew that, but now she could feel his breath on her face, his height and broad muscled body made her feel small and feminine.
Her pulse quickened as she felt his eyes studying her face. His eyes lowered and rested at the opening of her dressing gown, showing just a hint of cleavage. He reached out a finger and traced it over her exposed cleavage.
He reached for her and suddenly his lips were on hers. Her mouth opened below his and she felt his tongue tangle with hers. She felt his hand slide round the back of her neck, holding her there as his mouth hungrily devoured hers. She pressed herself against him, loving the feel of her soft body against his much harder one and felt her nipples tighten in response.
"Ah Meg..." He groaned as he pulled his lips away from hers and began to kiss and lick her neck. His hands found the tie holding her dressing gown together and he deftly undid it. He slid the silk material off her shoulders and allowed it to fall to the floor she was stood before him completely naked.
"Fuck," he groaned as his hands cupped her breasts. He pushed them together and ran his thumbs over her sensitive breasts. "I've wanted to touch you like this for so long," he confessed as he squeezed and played with her breasts. Her head fell back in pleasure as he teased her.
"Bedroom," he muttered and she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her room. When inside, his eyes went to her unmade bed.
"Is there where you were lying when we had our call?" he asked, his eyes dark with lust.
"Yes," Meg confirmed as he pushed her gently to the bed. She was surprised when he didn't join her and instead stood at the end of the bed, his eyes all over her body.
