Her bedroom was sparse. She had only a large bed with a rough-hewn wooden headboard and a matching bedside table.
He lay her on the bed. He took a moment to look down at her with her jade dress and her red hair spilling out across her white bedspread.
She looked so gorgeous in her dress that he hated to take it off of her. But he didn’t want to ruin it, and there was a high probability of that happening. He crawled on top of her, careful to keep his weight off of her.
He brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her again. She opened her mouth, and he licked over her lips and then pushed his tongue into her mouth. Her cool mouth tasted like mint, and the feeling of her tongue against his sent a surge to his already rock-hard cock.
He relaxed against her a little, letting his erection rub against her hip.
He pulled back from the kiss, gritting his teeth as he fought to hold off his orgasm. He wasn’t going to come in his tux pants.
He kissed his way across her neck. “As much as I love seeing you in this dress, I need to get it off of you.”
“Please,” she said.
He helped her sit up on the edge of the bed and sat behind her, straddling her with her backside pulled right up against his cock. Gently, he unzipped the back, letting it fall away from her shoulders. As her smooth skin was revealed, he pulled her hair away from the nape of her neck, kissing down her spine. He inhaled. “You smell so good.”
He ran his palms over her bare shoulders.
She leaned her head back. “What do I smell like?” she whispered.
“Honey. Vanilla.” He buried his face in her hair and inhaled. “And mint.”
He rocked his hips once, surrendering to the need to thrust against her. He kept unzipping, revealing all of her back.
“Stand up,” he said, helping her up. He got to his feet with her, moving to stand in front of her, and he pushed the rest of the dress away from her body, revealing her bra and panties. He stepped back, taking her in from her hair down to her dainty ankles.
“I loved the dress, but I like this even more.” Her undergarments matched the dress. They were the same jade green and covered in lace.
She blushed all the way down. He pulled her into his arms again. He let one hand rest against her bottom, squeezing the firm globe in his hand. With his other hand, he unclasped her bra. He let it fall to the floor.
He stared at her naked breasts, letting his eyes rove over them and then his hands. He lifted her up once again and laid her down on the bed. He lay next to her and lowered his mouth to her breast. He licked her nipple until the little bud tightened, then he covered her breast with his mouth and sucked.
She thrashed against the mattress, moaning. She grabbed his hair and tugged. “Eli!”
He moved to the other breast. “You want me to keep going?”
“Yes! Please,” she begged.
He gave her other breast the same treatment and her hips lifted off the bed, seeking friction. She was aroused, he could tell. Her hips shifted restlessly. He wanted to slot his cock between her legs, but he knew he’d come instantly.
He had to touch her. He moved his hand to the apex of her thighs, running his hand over the lace of her panties. He touched her mound, feeling how wet the fabric was. “Your panties are wet,” he said. He longed to taste her. He wanted to rip that thin fabric from her body and dip his tongue into her sweet pussy.
He sat back and peeled her damp panties away from her body.
Now she lay in front of him, completely bare. He pushed her knees apart, desperate to see her most secret place. As soon as he saw her glistening slit, his cock pulsed. He shoved his hand down into his tux pants, holding onto his cock so it didn’t erupt.
Her skin was mostly smooth. She’d waxed or shaved her pussy, so all of her pink folds were visible to him. He parted her folds with one hand, revealing even more of her.
Instead of hiding, she let her legs fall open even wider.
With his eyes on her face, he pushed one finger into her body.
Divine.
She was beyond tight, and her warm walls hugged his finger. He carefully pushed further in, seeking her g-spot. He was grateful to his past girlfriends, who’d taught him the specifics of the female anatomy. Before his first time, he’d spent hours reading and researching. He’d read everything from racy internet sites to medical textbooks, but there was nothing in the world that could come close to personal experience. Not where sex was involved.
With the pad of his finger, he reached her g-spot and began to put pressure on it, rubbing in circles.
Her muscles clenched up and she tried to squeeze her legs together. “Eli! Oh my God! More!”
He must be doing something right.
He gathered the moisture from her body, coating a second finger. Slowly, he added it to the inside of her body, watching closely as her walls accepted him into her pussy.
She felt even tighter now. “How does that feel?” he asked. “Too much?”
She picked up a handful of the bedspread in her hand and tugged on it. “No. Not enough. I’m so close!”
Her heart rate and pulse shot up. She was close to hitting her climax. She just needed a little more help getting there. He scooted closer to her and put his other hand on her clit. Using some more of her body’s own lubrication, he got his fingers wet. Then, he put them back on her clit
