When he met her at Heathrow she leapt into his arms. He had never known her as more than a friend but still he recalled her scent perfectly. She held the embrace but released it before he began to suspect anything more than her excitement at arriving in London.
"Can I take your bags?" he asked.
"Oh, that's not necessary"
"I insist."
The gentlemanly gesture was one of many that he felt came more naturally to him in England. It sounded like a stereotype but it really seemed as though living in Britain was making him more refined. As much as he had changed, however, his feelings had not. And now she was here.
Walking through the airport terminal they spoke sparingly as they exchanged glances and furtive smiles. Every step began to make them more keenly aware of the magnetism between them. They boarded the Underground train, each avoiding the other's gaze; neither ready to look directly in each other's eyes. Transferring at Holborn station, they had a few minutes to wait for the next train.
"Are you tired from the flight or would you like to go out tonight?"
"Actually I'm not tired at all. But I was hoping we could stay... in."
Their eyes locked as the wind rose up in the tunnel, signaling the arrival of the train and tousling her ebony locks. The train was crowded and they stood close, their eyes now exploring each other's features intently. Their hands met grasping the pole and embers of passion smoldered inside them.
At the next station the crowd surged and pressed them together. The embers flared. He sensed her heartbeat quicken behind the supple breasts held against him. She felt the intimations of his arousal and her nipples likewise began to harden. Their breath was mingled over their flushed cheeks when a voice cut through their trance of desire.
"This station is Liverpool Street. Mind the gap between the train and the platform."
They didn't speak a word on the short walk from the station to his flat. When she brushed against his hand and took it in hers he didn't need it said that they should pick up the pace. They reached the apartment and he barely had time to drop her bags inside the door before she was on him.
Her mouth found his, hard and hot. Their tongues twisted together in a rolling, passionate dance. They stumbled towards the bedroom leaving a trail of clothes and torn buttons, their lips never parting.
They stood at the foot of the bed, still kissing, as their hands felt the fiery touch of warm flesh. Her fingernails traced crisscrossing red lines up and down his back and his hands made their way down to the perfect curves of her ass. He squeezed and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He held her there as her thighs pressed in and her hips moved to slowly grind her crotch into his. With his right hand he deftly unhooked her bra, pulling it off and tossing it to the floor.
He dropped her onto the bed and took a moment to enjoy the sight of her gorgeous, round breasts before his mouth descended to them. Lips sucked gently at her nipples and his tongue flicked playfully across them, sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine. His hands remained on her mammary mounds as he kissed a path down the smooth white plain of her stomach.
He reached the border of her panties and gripped them in his teeth, continuing to slide back and pulling them down around her milky thighs. She worked the thong the rest of the way down to her ankles and kicked it away, spreading her legs invitingly. He completed his trail of kisses past her shaved pubic delta to her already moistened pussy.
Spreading her labia, he revealed her swollen clitoris and blew on it softly. She shuddered in anticipation, but he wasn't about to get her off so easily. His hands hovered over her hips, then began to trace a V back down to her dripping vulva, fingertips gliding over the skin, barely touching. Simultaneously, he covered her inner thighs with wet kisses and she quivered, letting out a quiet, quaking moan.
"Please. Don't tease me anymore."
Wordlessly, he smiled and began to put his mouth to better use. He caressed her clit with slow strokes of his tongue, tasting her womanly fluids. He started sucking, then licking faster and firmer, and he inserted a finger inside her. She thrashed lightly, grabbing fistfuls of the blanket as electric waves shot through her. The intensity of the sensations only increased and soon her back arched, her face twisted in ecstasy, and she gasped sharply at the most spectacular orgasm she had ever experienced.
"Did you like that?"
"God yes. Probably as much as you're going to like this."
