I opened the door and glanced behind me, smiling at a smirking Howie. He walked in after me and we both stopped in the middle of the room, just looking at each other. We weren't nervous, but we both felt that every moment needed to be enjoyed, as if it was our last night together.
He finally stepped up to me, his hand softly cupping my cheeks, pulling me to his lips in one of the softest, sweetest kisses I've ever enjoyed. My hands rested on his waist as we just let our lips linger. How was it that even those soft brushes of lips could excite me and cause the moisture torment me between my legs?
His fingers moved from my cheeks to my hair, one hand cupping the back of my neck while the other lightly tugged, making my head swim and desire shoot through my body. This wasn't fair. I felt like I was the only one becoming undone and that wasn't right. I broke the kiss and took a small step back so I could undo the black jacket, slowly pushing it off those delicious shoulders.
"You know, I really like the color green on you," I smirked as I eyed his vest before removing that as well, and barely taking any time to work off his shirt. Once I have him exposed before me, I trail my hand and my finger tips over his chest and down his abs, enjoying everything that was before me. His skin broke out in goose bumps and I sent a small smile his way. I placed light kisses over his chest as I kept brushing my fingers over his skin.
"You got to undress me, it's my turn to undress you now."
"Help yourself." With that, I turned my back to him and allowed him to unzip the dress, pushing it down until it pooled at my feet. I closed my eyes as he pushed my hair to the side so he could place tiny kisses along the back and my neck, moving up to my ear.
"That thong was soaked with your essence, you know. They are in my pocket and you will not be getting them back. Or," he whispered, pulling at the lobe of my ear as he unhooked my bra and tossed it on his shirt, his hands cupping my breasts from behind, "that bra; I'm also keeping it."
"You can have anything you like," I muttered, closing my eyes as my head fell back, resting on his shoulder, causing my boobs to push more against his hands.
"I'll shall remember that," he said as he kissed along my shoulder and then down my arm.
"You are killing me, you know."
"Good." He walked in front of me, his eyes trailing over my body and I fought the urge to cover and hide myself. I still couldn't understand what a man like him saw in someone like me. I didn't think I was close to his sexiness but I wasn't going to let that plague my mind tonight. "Fuck, you are so gorgeous. Do you trust me?" I looked at him, rather curious about why he would ask but nodded my head.
"Yeah, I do, why?"
"Don't move." He stepped back and took his cell out and I quickly bit my lip, looking at him through my lashes, my cheeks on fire. I had sent some risqué pictures in my past, but I had never had a man take them of me. "These are just for me. You look too much like a sex Goddess for me to pass it up." He shoved his phone back in his pocket and then lifted me bridal style, causing me to squeal.
"I'm too heavy, put me down."
"Not till I'm ready." And once we reached the bed, he slowly slid me down his body, the skin to skin contact causing me to clench my thighs but it was the feel of his hardness that brought out the moan from my lips. I had done that. And the thought of making him hard gave me every ounce of confidence boost I could find.
I laid back on the bed and his eyes once again took in everything before he laid over me, his head dipping down to capture a nipple within his mouth as his fingers moved downward, running a finger over the slick folds. Lord have mercy, I was fit to come undone already, again.
"I plan on making you come over and over again, all night long," he muttered against my nipple as his finger pumped in and out.
"You want to leave me sore, is that it?"
"I want you to always remember this night." My eyes flew up as his finger moved faster and I gasped, coming hard and fast over his finger.
"I highly…doubt I could…ever forget…it. I've never given my underwear away, you know. That was the start to a hell of a night." He winked and kissed over my stomach, working his way over the tops of my feet as he took off the shoes, and up over my legs and thighs, settling right between them.
"Good thing I haven't eaten yet." I glanced down, seeing the wicked gleam in his eyes and felt my hips fly off the bed at the slight brush of air on my clit.
"Fucking A," I cried out, already wanting more. He chuckled before slipping his tongue inside, tasting the sweet juices. He groaned, honestly wondering if he could ever get enough. I tried lifting my thighs but Howie quickly held me down, shaking his head slightly as he kept my eye contact. I'll be fucking damned if I could explain why keeping eye contact with someone while they ate you out is highly erotic, but I can't. I just know that as I watched those eyes blaze with hunger and desire that it set me off even more, and even faster. I came hard on his tongue and he just moaned taking and tasting it all, almost as if he never wanted to stop. Hmmm, can you die from being devoured 24/7 by someone?
I tried to take steadying breaths as he kissed his way back up my body, but it was pointless; I could not draw a breath in deep enough. His hands roamed over every inch and he grinned down at me. I looked into those eyes and saw the devil dancing within.
"What?" I asked quietly.
"Roll over." I swallowed hard trying to find the strength from within to move. And once I did, Howie rested over me and kissed along my back and over my ass, lightly nipping it and I moaned. That was a first! He did say he wanted his lips everywhere, they had been everywhere now. He stood up and I heard the drop of his pants and turned my head to look at him, seeing the head of his dick wet with pre-cum and angry. Someone must be in some serious pain!
He grabbed my hips, lifting me so my ass was in the air and I had to smile. Doggy was always so much more enjoyable to me. And without warning, he slammed into me and I cried out. He rested one hand on my hip while the other fisted in my hair and tugged. Ah fuck, he just exposed one of my weaknesses!
I dug my nails into the bed as he pounded harder, his hand still tugging. I felt his lips over my back and had to move, feeling like I was already ready to explode again.
"Fuck Howie," I groaned, pushing back against him, "faster please!"
"Happy to." He let go of my hair and grabbed both of my hips, pushing into me even faster. My moans kept mixing with his grunts as he moved. "Theresa, God, you feel so amazing baby. Let me feel you explode all over me." I shifted as I reached down and pressed my finger against my clit, crying out loudly.
"Oh, shit, Howie!" I closed my eyes as I came so hard all over him, feeling him coming just as hard within me. I shivered as we both collapsed on the bed. That was, without a doubt, some of the hottest sex I had. How was I to walk away from this man who had stolen my heart, along with my sex drive, in only a handful of days?