I explained as much as I could to Sarina about the scene that started up before us. She was honestly surprised that Lirael was the dom and not Lance. Which I explained that the power exchange could go both ways, especially if the person was considered a switch, who could do either roles.
"So what are you, Brian?" She asks me. Her bright, excited eyes still focused on Lirael who's spanking Lance for something he did earlier in the day.
"My preference is a dom, but I can do either, depending on the scene." I grin, when she looks back to Lirael and Lance.
I watch as she shuffles her legs in her seat. Her arousal is evident, the more she watches, the more she moves and her breathing becomes shallow and quick. I also notice that she slowly, inches her body closer to me, making my heart beat faster. I've got to breathe myself, and I've barely spared a glance towards Lirael and Lance.
I lean closer to her, saying softly, "You should breathe, otherwise you'll become lightheaded."
She turns crimson being caught, so intrigued by the scene playing out in front of her.
"You're teasing me." She mumbles and I shake my head.
I lean back over closer, my arm laying across the back of the couch, so I can whisper and not interfere with the scene, "Not intentionally. I'm trained to notice how someone is breathing and realized you needed to take a deeper breath."
I caught the faintest whiff of her perfume, something floral and citrus. I had to control myself to not take a deeper breath myself.
Curiously, I ask, "So may I inquire, which dynamic has you so intrigued?"
She turns her gaze from Lance and Lirael, her eyes back in thought as she states, "I'm not sure. I'd like to try them both out, I think." Her gaze meets mine, her eyes widen with curiosity, but quickly she looks away clearing her throat.
Words tumble out of my mouth, "Are you single, Sarina?" I could kick myself the second I ask. Hearing my own words, I sounded like a lustful creep who thought they were irresistible to women.
Her eyes shy away, sadness crosses her face as her shoulders slump, "I am now."
Immediately, I apologize, "I'm sorry. That's obviously a sore subject. You need not say anything more."
She shakes her head, "No, it's alright. How could you know, unless you ask? I should be over it by now, it's been four months." She sighs, leaning back into the couch, close to my arm.
Her thoughts enrapture her, her eyes glazing over in a far away look. She snaps back from them when Lance lets out a muffled groan. Lirael was rewarding him, standing in front of him, so Sarina could not see Lance, but you could tell she was jacking him off.
A little surprised at the sudden modesty, I look to Sarina and realize it's for her sake. She three different shades of red, her eyes looking down, resting on my hand that's resting in my lap. I point to her and make the okay sign with my hand and she nods.
Lance's groans are getting louder, his breathing faster as he grows closer. I lean over and whisper, "Would you like to leave so they can be alone?"
She looks up at me, gratefully, nodding.
I take her hand and lead her from the room, quietly shutting the door behind me.
Out in the hall we stand there awkwardly, for a moment before the sound of Lance coming is heard through the door.
"Well, someone must feel better now." I joke, trying to break the awkward tension as I turn back to her.
Next thing I know, her mouth is on mine, kissing me ferociously. Surprised at first, but quickly I take her in my arms and kiss her back. Her hands are all over me and she's rubbing her body against mine. Taking a hold of her thighs, I lift her up and she wraps her legs around me with a purring hum. I press her back against the wall, letting her feel my arousal for her against where she's aching for it.
Our mouths part and I look into her eyes, wondering what it is she wants.
"I think we need a contract." She whispers, lust heavy in her voice and eyes.
"Or we could just have sex and worry about contracts next time." I offer up the suggestion.
She giggles, a confident, lazy giggle that only adds fuel to the fire burning inside of me.
"Sounds good to me." She breathes against my lips, kissing my open mouth in with a wondering tongue.
I set her down, taking her hand, "Follow me." I lead her to my rented room, unlocking it and entering.
Upon entry, we're back at kissing each other again, stripping off pieces of clothing as we get closer to the bed. She rips my shirt open, letting out a pleased moan as she runs her hands over my chest. I was not as defined as Lance had become, but we worked out together most mornings before work, so I wasn't lacking any confidence in that area. But hearing her pleasure at just feeling my chest, made my inner beast purr and roar at the same time.
Pulling back from her lips, I take a look as I begin to help her from her blouse. We both slide our arms out of our tops, dropping them to the ground and going for each other again. She tastes of rum but smells of floral citrus. I take my lips and begin to kiss and suck on her neck, her hands holding my face close as she grips me and moans.
My hands creep around her back, unsnapping her bra to release her mounds. Still kissing her neck, I slide it off her arms and move down to take her nipple into my mouth. The gasp she releases has me groan. Her sounds are so damn sexy, my cock is straining in my pants, almost painful as reach down and pick her up again.
I take her to the bed, place her down and lean back to view this goddess before me.
"Damn, you're beautiful." I say in awe, looking at her plump breasts on display, her lips swollen from our kisses, her lustful, heavy lidded eyes have my balls twitching for release.
She smiles at my compliment and begins to undo her pants. "Less talking, more fucking, please."
A chuckle escapes me before I undo my belt and drop my slacks to the floor, "Since you asked nicely, I think I can oblige you."
We're both in our underwear, as she climbs up on to the bed properly, waggling a finger at me to follow. I climb on the bed and go to kiss her but think better of it. I pull back and take her underwear down quickly, making her squeak in surprise and clasp her legs together.
I slide my hand between her legs, parting them as I go back up for a kiss. Our tongues are swirling, discovering each other as her tension starts to fade and her legs begin to let me in. My mouth trails down her neck again, sucking at her sweet and tangy skin, that scent invading my nostrils. Her legs finally part, letting me get my legs between them. I slide myself down, spreading her thighs apart with my body, pressing against her making her gasp.
My mouth trails kisses down, until I get to her warm and wet womanhood, adorned with mousy brown, curls of hair. Even her scent between her legs is divine as I take a deep inhale before lapping at her sensitive lips.
"Oh!" She gasps out, her hands going into my hair. "I haven't trimmed in a while.." She admits, nervously.
I pop my head up for her to hear, "Doesn't bother me." Diving back into her with gusto, I lap and suck on her wet folds, finding her clit that's begging to teased.
"Oh dear god!" She cries out in shock, when I suck her clit into my mouth and use my tongue to circle it.
She tastes like a tart peach, and I love peaches.
"Oh my god, you are delicious." I mutter as I pause for a breath of air, before going right back to work, listening to her gasps and cries crescendo. She gripping my hair hard, holding my mouth on her clit as she starts to grind her body against my face. The coil inside her is tightening and as I slide a finger inside of her warmth, her thighs grip me in a headlock. Even with those thick thighs clamped around my head, they could not drown out her cries of pleasure as her orgasm rocked her world.
When she release me, I slide up over her quaking body, wiping her juices from my face, and kiss those whimpering lips. She's still shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm as I reach over and open the drawer for a condom. Slipping my briefs off, I slide the condom on, and prepare to enter her.
"Are you ready for me?" I ask, grinding my hardness against her thigh.
She nods, still panting, "Yes, please fuck me." She asks, pulling my face to hers for a kiss.
I move into position, breaking our kiss, to watch as my cock enters her warmth.
"OH! Fuck you got a fat cock!" She gasps as I push in and pull back, having to work myself into her.
Damn this woman just keeps stroking my ego.
She's so fucking tight, it's hard to concentrate and not blow my load like a fucking teenager.
"Fuck, Sarina, you're so fucking tight." I gasp, working myself farther in but still not seated as deep as I wanted to be. I can only imagine how she would feel with out a condom, if she felt this amazing with one on.
She bends her knees up to her chest, opening herself up for me, sinking into her to the hilt of my cock.
"OH FUCK!" We both cry out in unison, our eyes wide at the feeling. I place my hands under her knees and begin to pull back and sink in deeply. My thrusts are slow and I watch how she reacts to my cock when my body moves it in and out of her.
"Fuck, your cock feels so good. You're so deep inside of me." She whimpers, her mouth dropping open in an large O, as her words fuel me to start moving faster.
"Fuck Sarina, you like my cock deep inside you? You like how I'm making you feel?" I ask her, pounding a little harder into her, making her cry out with each thrust in side of her.
"Yes! Fuck me, oh god, don't stop! I'm going to cum, yes right there!" She cries out and I feel the tension coiling around my cock, my whole body building up with my release on it's way. I wrap her legs around my waist, and lean over her, grinding our bodies together, and take those moans escaping her mouth into mine.
Her hands grip my ass, pulling me harder against her body, when she breaks from our kiss, screaming out in pleasure.
"FUCK!" I feel her walls cling to my cock, rapidly pulsating on my member and I can't hold back anymore.
Grunting and increasing my thrusts, I pound into her, and feel like I've been gut punched when I release.
"SHIT!" I'm shuddering on top of her, my body convulsing as we both moan and pant for breath.
"Oh my god, that was fucking great!" She gasps, letting out a giggle, making her muscles clench tightly on my cock.
I gasp and let out a whine, my sensitive cock feeling choked before I slide out of her as she apologizes.
"Fuck, don't apologize. That was fucking amazing." I lean down and place my lips back on hers, for a lazy, post orgasm kiss.
I remove the condom, tossing it into the trash and snag a towel from the drawer by the bed. I wipe her up first then wipe my cock clean.
"Care to join me for a shower?" I ask her, smiling at the glowing woman laying on the bed.