Page 131 of Play of Love
“Yes.”
“I missed you, too.” I told her. Now there was sadness in her eyes. I didn’t want her to feel sad. I didn’t want her to feel anything but happy and to feel the pleasure they felt earlier. “And your fantasy body.” I thought I’d bring it back to the fun, so as not to open wounds that shouldn’t have been made.
The smile returned to her face, and I went back to my plan to indulge on her fine body. I ran my fingers over the soft fabric of her top, backward and forward over the hard peaks of her nipples, which were hard for me again. She pressed into the wall, enjoying the feel, just as I intended her to.
Enough waiting. It was time for action. I lifted the little top over her head and undid the pink clasp that held her bra together. Those beautiful breasts spilled out, full and rounded, ready to suck.
“I missed burying my face between your tits.” I did miss this, and so bury my face I did between her large globes, nuzzling the soft skin there and inhaling her sweet scent. She laughed as I rubbed my face between again, but drew in a breath as I made my way over to suck on her nipples. I wanted to do it like earlier and tease the pleasure out of her. The little bead hardened between my lips, and I looked up to see that her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as she gasped for air. I sucked her harder and moved over to the next one while I rolled the other between my fingers.
“That’s so good,” she moaned.
“I’m about to make you feel better.”
I lifted her up once more and gently lowered her to the center of the bed. I was right; she did look good there. She gave me the pleasure of taking off her jeans, but I decided to leave her panties on for a little longer. They were a soft pink, lacy high-leg ones that look almost like a thong. It was a great color against the gold of her skin .
Calm. I needed to stay calm. If I didn’t, I’d finish right here just from the sight of her. How could I have been without her for the last six years? And, worse, how had she been mine once and I allowed her to leave me? I was known for my swift ability to think fast when I played football; my team relied on that talent of mine. But, I hadn’t used it when I needed it the most. What an idiot I’d been. I shouldn’t have needed anybody besides the perfect woman who sat before me now.
I shrugged out of my own clothes and enjoyed the hungry look she gave me when she saw my super hard cock. I moved to her just wanting to kiss her. I wanted to taste that sweetness of her that made me want her. Only she tasted like this. She kissed me back with reckless abandon, and my soul sank into it. I traced kisses right down her body, from head to toe then back up to between her thighs where I parted her legs and ran my fingers right over her center and made a circling motion. I wished I could take a picture of how she looked right now. There was nothing more arousing than to see how turned on my woman was for me.
I didn’t stop circling, and the orgasm that shook her sent her reaching for me and shuddering against the sheets. Still, I held back on going beneath her panties because I wanted to see her do that again.
I stroked her again and again. Now, the strained look on her face was between pleasure and pain, but it was telling me that she wanted more, so much more. And I was ready to give it to her. I rolled the pink panties down her legs and tossed them with the rest of clothes on the ground. Then, before she could recover, I reached inside her with my fingers and stroked the jewel that would take me home, the spot that opened the doorway to pleasing her.
“Scott…” She cried out my name and grabbed onto the sheets.
A blast of pleasure and the same triumph I had felt earlier surged through me because she was all mine now. All mine, and I had to taste her. I went down between her legs and relished the sweet taste of her. She was sweet like fruit, like the most delicious fruit I had ever tasted, and never had until now. I stayed there, greedily, as orgasm and pleasure shook her, and until the need to be inside her completely overwhelmed me.
Earlier, my knees nearly buckled when I first thrust in. It was the very same feeling of pleasure that rippled through me now as I made my way inside her, and I was glad for the bed. The look on her face got me going, pumping deeper and faster into her. The mindless sounds of pleasure that escaped her lips sent me overboard, and I couldn’t control my pace. I’d wanted to go slow here, too, but my mind was way past that thought, and my body took over. I hammered into her, sending her into more orgasmic fits. This fiery possession that took hold of me scorched my soul, and I lost all awareness I had on reality.
It all felt like a dream.
At least I could rely on my ability to last, and I did last for what seemed like eons. Just like that, we were joined as one in the intimacy that bounded us. I felt my own release starting to build, and I held back, trying my best to go on for even longer, but her orgasm weakened me, and we came as one in a shuddering cry that I was sure shook the room.
I practically collapsed next to her on the bed, breathing hard and unable to steady my racing heart. I turned and looked at her next to me, her hair damp with sweat and her skin glowing. It made me want her again, and I was shocked to find myself going hard again. We’d already gone three times in a matter of hours, and I wanted her again.
It had to be my punishment for letting her go.
Now I was cursed to always want her.
She snuggled against me and I held her close to my chest. I looked ahead at the beautiful scenery outside. She looked on, too. “We should check it out,” she suggested, seeming to read my thoughts. “It’s not like we’re in a rush anymore.”
She smiled when I looked down at her. “No, and I have another idea.”
She laughed. “We’ve already had seriously wild sex three times, Scott.”
“I know, but how about we go out and have a great time.”
Down the road, there was a casino and a club. It was still quite early, so we could have time to explore the place and then come back here for even more fun.
“Yes, it’s like we’re here on vacation,” she giggled.
“Come on, let’s go.”
The walk by the lake was great. No one would have been able to guess that we weren’t really there on vacation, or that we hadn’t always walked together as a couple. We walked arm in arm and enjoyed the beauty.
As night fell, and we made our way to the casino, I felt I should call Margo to see if she was okay. She was; she was tucked away safely in the staff room at the bus station. That ticked the checkbox in our minds, so all that lay ahead for us was a wild night of fun. The trip to the casino began with some tequila shots at the bar which sent us into a crazy frenzy. I remembered more drinking with her, dancing, winning three thousand dollars at the roulette table which I gave to her, and more sex in the alleyway behind the club, and then even more when we got back to the hotel in the elevator, and then much more when we got back to our room. we were out of control and had pushed past the boundaries of mere fun. All night, we devoured each other until we both passed out.
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