Finding Faith (21 page)

It took all my power to not pound my throbbing cock into her while she was in the middle of her orgasm. I was so hard for her I wanted to blow my load. The only thing that helped me control myself was to lean my forehead against her temple and talk to her as I jerked my cock to relieve some of the pain. She had me so hot my cock was already drenched in pre-cum, but I refused to rush.

I don’t care if she has to meet someone at noon. We’re going to do this right even if it means I have to drive like a Helion to get her where she needs to go later.

As she started to come down off her high, I ran my fingers across her flat stomach. My hand felt so cold against her burning skin. When her breathing returned to normal I spoke into her hair and said, “We’re just getting started,” pressing a kiss against her temple, taking in her soft floral scent when I finished.

Fully expecting her to give me some sort of argument she caught me off guard. She rolled over the top of me, straddling her legs, her cunt resting directly above the head of my dick.

Her hair hung around us like a curtain of auburn silk. With a wicked smile she purred, “I’m all in after that.”

The kiss that followed those words made my entire body spasm with excitement. I dug my fingers into her hips ready to flip her underneath when she stopped me. Leaning down so our chests touched, her mouth next to my ear, she said in a sultry tone, “Oh, no you don’t. This time it’s my turn.”

Her hands slid down my chest, tweaking my nipples. She was licking my chest and abdomen. When she’d had enough, she slid her sexy petite hands beneath me, reached my ass, grabbing my cheeks and dug her nails in.

“Ouch. Be careful with the equipment,” I said, sitting up on my forearms so we were eye to eye.

“Uh, honey I would never want to hurt the equipment, but I had to do it. I’ve been dying to do that since breakfast.”

Then breaking our connection she sat up so she was below my cock on my lap. Without any shyness she grabbed it and started stroking it. The look in her eyes is one I’d never seen from her. She was a woman possessed and wild. I was in love all over again with this new side of her.

My arms gave out, letting my head fall against the pillow, reveling in the sensations overtaking me. She leaned back down so we were skin to skin. Her breasts were stroking my stomach in time with every stroke her hand gave my cock. Deep guttural groans vibrated into my abdomen, causing her nipples to rub against me even more, putting me on the brink of breaking.

Luckily she started making her way down my body, rubbing me the entire time, heat on heat. When her mouth wrapped around the head of my erection I growled, “Oh, fuck!”

The cords in my neck strained under the tension. The heat from her breath swirling around my already sensitive tip was almost too much to handle. I clutched the sheets with my hands, otherwise I was pretty sure I would end up hurting her if I touched her. The feelings were so intense I wanted to die.

“Turn around and come here. Sit on my face. I want to taste your sweetness.”

Faith wasted no time obeying my request. I was licking her pussy, fucking it with my tongue like I would soon be doing with my cock. She tasted so fucking sweet. Sucking her clit into my mouth I teased the bundle of nerves until she was grinding into my face like I wanted her to do with my cock.

“Shit, John your tongue is fucking magic. I love it almost as much as I love your cock.”

Her back arched, pushing her drenched pussy further into my mouth.

I tongue fucked her, drinking in her sweet juices. Just as she was on the brink, I pulled out, lapping at her folds to bring her down, only to fuck her with my mouth harder the next time, pushing her over and taking everything she gave.

She picked up right were she stopped, taking my entire length to the back of her throat. My cock was twitching out of control, the veins throbbing with each stroke of her burning tongue. Her head traveled the same path up and down driving me mad, swirling her tongue around the sensitive tip before following a vein down to the root with kisses on her descent. If I looked at my cock I would swear it was aflame from her mouth.

“That’s right baby, lick it all the way down. I want to feel your saliva all over my thick cock. I want it dripping with you.”

Glorious fire that I could have all day everyday it felt so damn good. Her mouth trailed down to my balls, sucking one and licking it before paying the same attention to the other as she stroked the taint just behind them, sending my muscles into convulsions.

“Fuck, you’re so God damn beautiful. I love you so fucking much.”

Her mouth swallowed my massive cock up, making my muscles tense as my back arched off the bed. The heat and suction from her glorious mouth took all my control away. I started bucking under her, fucking her mouth with a force I hoped wasn’t too much for her to handle. With each deep thrust I could feel the back of her throat while my balls hit her chin. My hand dug into her hair, guiding her head down but she was in her own zone as well. Fuck she was so gorgeous. I couldn’t get over the realization she was here with me.

My heart wanted to burst with how much I loved her. The realization of how much I cared for her made my cock pulse with the need for release.

I don’t even know how I managed to dance with her earlier. It took every ounce of will power to get my feet to move with her tight little body in my arms knowing only a little piece of cotton was separating us. I had been dying to have this with her since last night. That song meant so much more to me than she’ll ever understand. Forcing my feet to move her around the floor, making love a different way than stripping her naked and dragging her to the couch was worth every bit of pain I endured. She felt like the old Faith as we glided across the kitchen together. Her face was glowing, her eyes twinkling, everything I burned to memory about her was there. When I saw a glimmer of confusion cross her face I decided it was best not to push it.

Hearing my sex kitten purr with my cock throbbing in her mouth brought me back to the now. She flipped back around planting kisses over my chest, still caressing my cock with her pussy, moving up and down, grinding on it like she had my face. I ran my tongue over my lips at the memory, savoring the last of her cum that she’d given me. Our breathing was jagged.

My eyes were glued shut but I could feel her gaze on me, watching my reactions to what she was doing. She gave me a reprieve, I thought, until I felt her take hold of my cock, placing the head at her dripping entrance before lowering herself on me in one swift movement.

“Shit.” My eyes popped open in surprise from the feel of her heat and wetness mixed together when she slid down my slippery length.

I had to take over. Without pulling out I flipped her underneath me, starting a slow shallow rhythm in and out. It wasn’t the pace I wanted. I really wanted to be a wild dog and pound the hell out of her but I was determined not to rush it.

Resting my forehead in the crook of her neck I growled through clenched teeth, “I want to pound your brains out about now. Do you have any idea how much I love being in your pussy?”

Then I gave her an open mouth kissed where my head was hiding, holding back the bite I was dying to deliver. The image of my mark on her neck exciting me, making my cock twitch in a frenzy.

“I love you in me. Feeling that thick cock stretching me,” she said arching her breast into me, urging me on by mirroring my movements. “Do it. Fuck me, I need it. I want it.”

She dug her nails into my ass again to make me move how she wanted. I was so enthralled with her I didn’t feel pain.

“No, Faith, I don’t want to fuck you. I want to make love to you,” I said breathing harder as I started to go faster, but still holding back what I wanted.

“John, speed doesn’t make the difference between a fuck and making love it’s how we feel. As long as you aren’t calling me a slut when you say it I like using the word fuck. It turns me on. So FUCK ME.” This time she made sure I felt her digging her nails into me.

Faith’s nails in my ass worked the same as a whip to a horse. That along with her words were all I needed and I let loose.

I slipped my arm under her waist to make sure I had hold of her and rammed in to her tight pussy like I’d wanted to do since her mouth was sucking the shit out of my cock. She was so drenched you could hear us slapping against each other, making us that much more excited. On my way back out of one of my powerful thrusts I asked, “Are you okay?

“YES!” she screamed through gritted teeth as she clawed at my back.

Every time I was about to ram into her she knew because I would hold on to her waist a little tighter. Instead of tensing up to get ready for it she did the opposite and became slack. Little grunts of pleasure after each thrust when I ground our pelvises together to rub her already sensitive clit some more would escape her straining throat.

We were both on the brink when she shuddered and asked, “Are you ready? I want you to cum with me.”

I had my head against her cheek drowning in her. All I could do was nod. Our sweat mixed to make a powerful elixir of seduction. I was wrecked.

As I thrust furiously into her she started screaming my name. When she yelled out, “John, I love you,” we went over the ledge together. The only sounds in the room were of our ragged breathing while I pumped languidly inside her bringing us down.

I held myself over her putting a kiss on the tip of her nose, then finding her mouth I meant to give her a gentle kiss but she took me, tasting every inch of my mouth like we had just begun instead of finished.

I was starting to get hard again while still in her. When I took a breather and looked toward the clock I saw she only had fifteen minutes to get back to her place.

“I hope you won’t get into trouble. You’re going to be late to meet whoever it is you’re supposed to at noon.”

I rolled off her, cupping a breast as I went and left my hand resting on it.

She looked down at my hand and in the dreamy voice that could make me cum all on its own asked, “Is that a new hand holder I wasn’t aware of?”

My mouth automatically curled up into a mischievous grin, “Yep,” giving it a squeeze for added emphasis before giving her shoulder a kiss. She giggled and rolled into my chest. I instinctively hugged her. I never wanted this to end.

“Did you hear me before? You’re going to be late, and you nuzzling into me like this isn’t going to help get us moving out of here any faster.”

I tickled her side to making her wiggle out of my arms.

After pushing her hair back out of her face she looked at me and said, “What do you mean us? You’re not coming with me.”

Now she was practically falling out of the bed she was so far away.

I tugged her by a wrist, bringing her closer to me, folding her up against me again. My cock was springing back to life but I had to ignore it.

“Yes, we.”

I gave her another smooch on the top of her head. “We never did have that talk I wanted to have before you seduced me.”

“Let me guess, you want to have it now while we’re naked and have no time to really talk?” She raised a brow at me, making me laugh. “And I seduced you?”

“Wow, you do know me so well. Yes, you seduced me. How could you rubbing yourself all over me not be considered a seduction?”

“You started it in the kitchen.”

“Lame. Try something else. You could have used that excuse if you ended up mounting me at the table, but unfortunately for us you didn’t.”

“Well, it wasn’t for lack of thought.” She pushed herself far enough away so she could peek up at me through her lashes and said, “So what do we need to talk about?”

“Us.”

“What about us?”

“This,” I gestured up and down at our mingled bodies.

“What about this?”

This time Faith gestured to our bodies hanging longer at my semi-hard cock then I think she planned. When she looked back at my face hers was red.

“Use more than a one word answer,” she said.

“What do you consider this? I know what I consider it.”

She wiggled her way out of my clutches and sat up. Oh, boy this can’t be a good sign.

“John, you know how I feel. We’re only friends.”

I sat up onto a forearm next to her so I could be eye level with her. She never could lie to me.

“Friends?” I repeated.

“Haven’t we talked about too many serious things in less than twenty-four hours? I have a rule about that.”

Before I could badger her to expand on how she thought we were just friends, she sprang out of bed and went into the bathroom. I really need to change door handles around here if this was going to become routine.

It may have taken me several years to learn her MO, but I was onto her game now. While she showered I got dressed so when she was done there was no running away while I was distracted. I didn’t mind, it meant I was able to keep her smell on me longer.