III
Leah beat me back to the bedroom. When I entered, she was sitting on the edge of the bed; her elbows propping her up, and her shirt pulled up exposing her bra...almost like I left her before I went to make breakfast.
"Now where were we?" she asked teasingly, as I made my way over to her.
"Well I don't know," I responded as I sat on the bed facing her. "I wined you, and dined you. Only one thing left to do now."
I winked at her. She sat up, grabbed one of the pillows sitting at the top of the bed, and swung at me. I blocked the hit, and she grabbed the pillow again in case she needed it.
"What? You're the one who is playing hooky from work in order to get laid." I said laughing.
She swung the pillow again, and this time it hit me.
"Oh I see, sweetheart. You can tease me, but I can't tease you." I said as I grabbed the other pillow, but thought twice before hitting Leah.
Yes, I was a coward. I couldn't purposely hit her, even if it was with just a pillow, during a pillow fight.
She saw me hesitate, and found another opportunity to hit me. I threw the pillow I was holding on the floor before I placed my left hand behind Leah's head as I pulled her in toward me.
Once my lips found hers, I gently pushed her back down on the bed and straddled her body as I climbed on top of her.
"Alright missy, you want to play rough, I can play rough too," I whispered into her ear smiling, as we broke away from the kiss in order to catch our breath. Then we kissed again.
I felt her hands go under my shirt and touch my bare stomach. The touch was electrifying. Chills ran up and down my spine as Leah's hands climbed upward. My hands wanted to follow suit on her body. I took my hands from behind her head and softly dragged them down her shirt, lingering just long enough at her breasts. Just as I started to reach under her shirt, I felt her hands reach my bra. I slipped my hands up her belly toward her breasts. I could feel her nipples harden as I rubbed her through her bra. She mimicked my aggressiveness, and ran her hand around to my back, unhooking my bra.
Leah slowly slid the straps down my arms, and helped me take my shirt and bra all the way off. A pile of clothes was slowly forming on the floor. While kneading my breasts, her lips left mine and touched my neck. A current flowed from her mouth...I could feel her on my neck; kissing, licking, sucking, breathing. I wanted her so bad. I needed her. I needed her lips on other parts of my trembling body.
I held the bottom of Leah's shirt, and pulled it over her head. She lifted her arms in the air for a quick second, as I finished pulling her shirt all the way off. I tossed it off the bed, and got a good look at her shirtless body. She took my breath away. I couldn't believe I was laying here, caressing and loving a woman this incredible. I placed my lips back over hers, as my hands slid up her back. I found her bra strap, and using only one hand, I slowly unclasped it. She helped me get it off of her as slowly I kissed down her neck and her chest. My mouth found her right breast and I licked my way around it, in a spiral pattern until I came to her nipple. I slowly took it into my mouth and rolled it around with my tongue. As I sucked on her nipple, and gently bit it at random intervals, she grabbed my left hand. Leah seductively licked my palm and the spot where my hand meets my wrist. I could barely concentrate on my tasks as she held my wrist. The feel of her tongue on my bare skin was electrifying, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like further south. I needed release, but I wanted to make sure she climaxed before I did.
When I switched breasts, I wrapped my arms around her body. Even though we were as close as we could get, it made me feel like I was holding her tighter against my body and I felt the heat radiating from her. I repeated with the left breast what I had already done to the right. She was melting in my arms as they held her close to me. Through her moans I could tell that she was aching for more though...begging me not to stop. And I didn't plan to stop...not now...not when she was this close to release.
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When Leah's nipples were as hard as they could get, my lips slowly climbed back up to her mouth for one more kiss. I helped Leah turn to lay on her left side, so that I could lay on my side behind her. From this position, I was able to get at the back of her neck. After I moved her soft hair out of the way, I was able to continue where I had left off on her front: kissing, sucking, licking. My left arm held her body close to mine, as my right went back to giving attention to her breasts and nipples.
I felt Leah's hand move toward home plate, as she started rubbing herself through her sweatpants. I let my hand run down her arm, starting from her shoulder. When I reached her wrist, I stopped.
"May I?" I asked her.
She hesitantly nodded her head, and moved her hand. She swung her arm around to hold my head closer to her neck. I started moving my lips down to the front of her neck and dragging them back up, using my tongue to draw spirals on her.
My right hand slowly continued in a southward direction, under her pants. I was not sure how she would respond and I wanted her to feel completely comfortable with this. I felt her silky panties under my hand, and I slid my hand under them. I felt her body tense up and she froze as I moved my hand down to her most sensitive area.
"No...no..." she whimpered as panic set in.
"Shhh, its okay," I whispered in her ear. I could feel the heat coming from her core; I knew she really wanted it, but at the same time, she was scared. "Just let yourself go."
Although her body still seemed tense and nervous, she didn't try to stop me again, so I gradually continued down her body. As soon as I touched her dripping wet slit, she let out a loud moan.
Leah's hand tightened around my head as her other hand grabbed a pillow to muffle her screams of needed pleasure. I continued to let my hand graze her clitoris, as she started to grind herself against my hand. I slowly let two of my fingers enter her, while my thumb continued to rub her sweet spot. It didn't take long before she hit her first climax of the day.
When her muscles stopped contracting around my fingers, I brought my hand out from under her sweats. I rubbed up her body with my fingertips, and then used my hand to tilt her face toward me. I saw the look of release and complete pleasure in her face and half-closed eyes. I knew that I had to give her another orgasm. I was finding more pleasure in watching her climax than thinking about my own release.
"See," I laughed as I softly kissed her forehead, "that wasn't so bad, now was it?"
"Oh my God," Leah finally said as I moved my lips down and kissed her eyelids, one at a time. "I can't move. That was so amazing."
"Baby, I'm not even done with you," I responded as I finally made my way to her lips.
I helped her roll onto her back. She placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled me closer to her mouth. If the first kissed we shared was awkward, then this one was the furthest thing from it. This kiss was passionate...intimate...
