Another Taste of Heaven (erotic story continued)

A while later, you smiled at my sleepy form. "Don't go to sleep yet," you demanded. "There's plenty more where that come from."1

I almost laughed at your cocky tone, while silently admitting to myself that you had every right to be that way. God, you’re talented!2

"Oh, yeah?" I asked teasingly in a doubtful voice.3

"Oh, yeah," you confirmed. "You think the orgasm my mouth and fingers gave you was great, wait until I work up enough energy to bury myself inside you. That little scream before was nothing. I'm gonna make you come so loudly you'll wake the whole neighborhood up," you promised, laughing when I gasped in surprise.4

"You don't think I can do it?" you asked.5

I looked up at you, a little dazed, but didn't answer.6

"Trust me baby, I can." You looked down at me with a funny expression. Leaning close, you whispered, "You like when I tell you things like that, don't you?" I shook my head in denial. "Yes, you do," you pressed. " I bet if I was to shove two fingers inside you right now, or if I would slip my fingers between your legs and play with you, you'd be dripping wet and ready for me, wouldn't you?" 7

I moaned, pressing my thighs tightly together to stop the insistent throbbing. 8

"Wouldn't you?" you repeated.9

"You don't know what you're talking about," I insisted, though both of us knew I lied. I didn't mind you knowing I wanted you. I denied it because I knew you would see it as a challenge, and when faced with a challenge, you never missed an opportunity to prove yourself.10

And I was looking forward to it.11

My heart rate skyrocketed as you kneaded my breasts, stopping to lave and suckle one nipple, then continuing your downward path with your right hand. Your fingers lightly skimmed over the top of my feminine mound, and I had to fist my hands in the sheets to keep from pressing your fingers into my most intimate place. 12

When you opened me expertly with one finger, another slipping in for a sample, I cried out, reaching for you, but you pushed my hands back down with a smile. One finger circled my nub, while the other probed my entrance. My hips began to move with a rhythm of their own as I followed your lead, intimately seeking your touch.13

"Please..." I begged. I sighed when you slipped two fingers inside, instantly finding my the point of intense pleasure. You pressed your thumb directly on my clit, and I couldn't control my body's reaction as I surged upward.14

As soon as you brought me to the brink of orgasm, your touch became lighter, not so insistent. I got the distinct impression that you didn't want to bring me to completion just yet.15

Your gaze was intense as you watched me. You seemed to be searching for something, though I wasn't quite sure what it was, or if you ever found it. 16

" I want you," I cried, " I want you inside of me, now." 17

Slowly, you nodded. 18

Breathlessly, I told you, "There are condoms in the nightstand." I laughed. "I guess I kind of planned this. I put them in there yesterday," I admitted.19

You continued to stare deep into my eyes. Finally, you spoke. "I don't want to use one," you told me. "I want to feel you around me with nothing between us, but it's up to you. I'll use one if you want me to." 20

It was my choice. Oddly enough, I didn't even have to think about it. 21

"Yes," I agreed. "Nothing between us." 22

I knew as I said it that it wasn't just about sex. It was much, much more.23

"I need you," I moaned.24

You kissed your way up the inside of my silky thighs, sucking the wetness from the crease where thigh meets hip, wetting the skin with your tongue and blowing cool breaths over the moist skin, causing me to shiver. I tangled my hands in your hair, urging you up, but you insisted on taking your time, slowly kissing a path up my body. 25

Our lips met with a feeling of coming home, and I smiled as I felt your bare flesh make its way inside me, inch by agonizing inch. You were so gentle, it brought tears to my eyes. We had never been together this way, with no barriers, no secrets. 26

I gazed up into your eyes, the color of heaven, as you began to thrust slowly, filling me to completion. I struggled to stay focused as my senses became drugged with pleasure and we moved in an age-old rhythm, the air scented with the musky scent of our desire. 27

As I finally reached the pinnacle, terrifying words made their way to my tongue and tumbled out. “I love you,” I whispered, amazed.28

Your eyes flashed with raw emotion as you followed me over the edge with a shout of triumph, and you kissed me as you collapsed. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that,” you said softly, your soft breath tickling my ear before you sealed our fate, our future, with a gentle kiss...29