Lifting her chin with a finger, “Elsie…” her eyes raise to meet his. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” he asks soflty.
God, how I wish that were true! her mind cries out.
His eyes search hers looking for a sign to tell him what she wants from him. He sees wanting in them, and in the way her lips are slightly parted, and in her body, the way her chest rises and falls quickly with her breathing. He shouldn’t be here, he should have dropped her out front and left. But he couldn’t resist, he ignored all of the warnings his mind had shouted at him, while he was looking for a parking space. He pushed them all into the back of his mind and slammed the door shut.
I don’t give a shit, I want to at least kiss her goodnight, just the feel her lips on mine. And that will be enough.
And that’s what he’s going to take. The finger from under her chin moves so his hand is holding her cheek. His thumb strokes her lower lip and he can feel the warm breath she exhales as her eyes flutter at his touch. His tongue follows the path of his thumb, gliding along her lower lip, then moving to trace along the top lip. Her tongue reaches out to meet his, softly stroking, teasing, savoring the taste of him as it explodes on her taste buds. It’s perfect, perfectly him, perfectly delicious and it only serves to ignite her hunger for him even more.
Her hands reach up, and she buries them in his long black hair, pulling his mouth hard against hers, as her body arches into him. His hand on her cheek slides to the back of her neck as his other arm wraps around her body and pulls her into him, molding her to him, lifting her feet off the floor. The kiss has turned from a soft caress to consuming, devouring and ravenous.
A deep growl rumbles from deep inside John. His hunger for this tiny woman is intense, and consuming, it fogs his mind and takes over his senses. The only thing that he knows is an overwhelming need to have her, take her, make her his.
Elsie moans softly and John eats it as if it were her, sucking it into him and letting it feed him. She melts into him, her body burning to have him all over her.
He stands taller lifting her with him as her legs wrap around his big frame, never breaking the kiss. He turns and holds her against the wall while his hands cup her ass cheeks, squeezing them, as his fingers graze her sex through the black vinyl material. That tiny little touch sends her over the edge, escalating her need. He feels the intensity of her desire, her need for more. John tears his mouth from Elsie’s and moves to her neck, exposed to him, begging for him to taste. His mouth moves further down, nipping at her collarbone before his tongue strokes the valley between her breasts.
“Oh, God…,” it comes out on a long drawn out heavy breath from Elsie.
And her body opens to him, one little caress of his tongue was the key that opened her lock. Her body begins to move against his, grinding up and down along his groin. One hand moves from her ass cheek up to the zipper of her suit, nestled between her breasts, and pulls it down, the sound echoes through the silent rooms. His fingers push the cups of her bra down causing her breasts to pop up and out. His hand returns to that round cheek. The sight of her porcelain breasts, topped with the blush pink nipples, makes his cock want to explode. Bringing his bare chest closer so it touches Elsie’s hardened nipples, he moves softly against them, teasing them, flesh against flesh.
“Please…,” she moans throwing her head back and pushing her breasts into John’s broad tanned chest.
“Please what, Angel?” he asks quietly, between gritted teeth.
“More…,” she answers almost absently. She’s riding higher on that wave and the sweetness feels so good.
His mouth lowers to flick the tips of her breasts with his tongue, one at a time, twisting them between his lips as he moves her sex up and down along his rock hard erection while one finger pushes into her hole through her clothes. He pulls one pink bud into his hot mouth sucking and flicking it. Her nails dig into his naked back as her body stiffens against him.
“OHGODOHGODOHGOD!” the long continuous moan comes from within the depths of Elsie, deep, strong and guttural.
Oh, my God! I’m cumming! The thought floats through Elsie’s erotically foggy mind as she rubs herself against, what feels like, the biggest dick she’s ever felt in her life. The last waves of her climax sends shivers through her and she doesn’t want it to end. Fuck, if this was that good, I can only imagine what being naked with him would be like, with both of them. And that thought causes her body to jerk with the final jolts of her orgasm.
“Fuck, Elsie, the things we would do to you…,” John’s voice is strangled as his face is buried in the curve of her neck, speaking more to himself than to her.
“Yeah, Big Fella, I think I have a pretty good idea,” and the images that fill her mind make her want him even more.
“I’d better leave now before I can’t stop myself,” he says as he gently places her feet on the floor. Bending to place one more soft kiss on each pebbled nipple, he fixes her bra and gently zips up her suit.
Taking her face in both of
