I remove my jacket, taking the remote out and click it up on her. Her body jolts in reaction, accompanied by a loud, low moan.
I work my shoes and belt off, while she tries to stay standing, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I pick her, letting her wrap her legs around my waist as she trembles in my arms and begins to kiss me.
I work my a hand to touch her where she aches, finding her drooling with hunger.
"Fuck, you are so wet for me." I gasp out, in between our lips meeting in a frenzy of need.
"Do you know how fucking sexy you've looked this evening?" She pulls back from my lips, and I set her back down.
Brushing her hair away from her face I shake my head, "No, why don't you tell me." I guide her back to my bedroom, as she begins to tell me.
"The suit," She lets her eyes run over me, licking her lips, "the flowers, the restaurant, the fact you WANTED to see my art and you..." she pauses as we near the bed, "you just know exactly what to do to drive me crazy. Every smile, every thing about you, you just....."
She does this growling purr sound that makes my hair on my skin rise, as she takes my face in her hands. I've never felt like someone would ever truly devour me, but right now though... I feel her desire to, causing a mixture of anxiety and excitement to build inside of me that I have never known.
She kisses me, her hands undoing buttons as they roamed, taking my clothes off with a desperate haste.
She breaks away and quickly removes my shirt, and undoes my belt, dropping to her knees as my slacks hit the floor.
Humming in delight, at the bulge in my underwear, she pulls my cock free and strokes my flesh.
The remote was still in my one hand and as she ran her tongue from the base under my shaft to the tip, I raised the power of the bullet. She moaned as she wrapped her lips around it, making me gasp. This view of mouth stretched wide to take me into her mouth had me weak in the knees.
I changed the vibration pattern of the bullet, as she sucked and moaned on my cock. I quickly found which setting had her gagging herself on my cock.
"Oh my god, Sarina..." I groan as she sucks hard, taking me farther into her throat, feeling her muscles attempt to swallow me. She releases her mouth from my cock, breathing heavily as her body quivers.
"Brian..." Her whine of need against my thighs as she regains her breath tells me she's close with the bullet's vibrations. She drags my boxer briefs down my legs, panting heavily, before working her body back up onto her feet.
"You don't need my permission to cum, Sarina." I whisper to her, as my lips find her neck, wanting to taste her skin.
"But I need you..." She says breathlessly.
I feel my heart jump in my chest as I pick her up and toss her on the bed, joining her quickly to kiss her and line myself up with her wet hole.
She pauses me with her hands, breaking from our kiss, "Wait the toy."
I smirk, "I know." and slide myself inside her, slowly. I feel the vibrations on my cock and groan out, as she starts to wiggle under me panting. When I begin to move, her cries of pleasure grow.
I make sure I move slow, letting her feel me stretch her with my cock, the bullet vibrating deep in her channel, and watch as I slowly bring her to the edge of bliss.
"Oh my god, Brian." She grips me tightly, holding me close to her body, her walls even tighter on my cock. "I'm right there..." she cries as I still keep my slow rocking pace into her.
I push her hair from her face, not wanting anything in the way of her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips, parted and gasping, her eyes that keep flickering open and closed as her pleasure builds, with each slow thrust.
"God, you're beautiful." I say breathlessly, feeling her walls tighten around my cock even more, making it harder to move more than an inch either way.
Her eyes pop open, and stare into me, pained and full of longing, as her pussy explodes on my cock, making me cum unexpectedly in that same moment.
"Oh shit!" I grip the pillow under Sarina's head, as she quakes and squirms making me feel like my life was pleasurably being pumped from my cock. "Sarina, please..." I grit out, hoping that she'll stop moving. Than I remember, part of that is from the bullet still going off inside of her.
Dumbass.
I grunt and pull myself out of her and grab the forgotten remote to turn it off.
Panting she lays there, shivering, and begins to laugh, "I can't feel my legs."
I lean on my hand, propped up on my elbow, and smile as I wrap an arm around her waist, "I'll take that as a compliment."
"Can I take the bullet out now?" She asks, adding, "Please, sir?"
"Yes." I chuckle, "Here, let me get a towel." I get up and grab a towel and get some warm water on a wash cloth. I come back and motion for her to spread her legs. She turns red, but spreads her legs, allowing me to wipe her and let her push the bullet out.
I finish cleaning her off, and hand her the towel to dry herself. I go to the bathroom and clean the bullet and myself quickly. I come back to the bed and see her sitting up looking at the picture of me and my family near the bed.
"You have a twin?" She turns to me, surprised, "Where does he live?"
It's an old ache, but it still catches me off guard. I crawl back into the bed next to her and sigh. "People always thought we were twins, but that's me and my older brother. He was two years older than me."
"Was? Oh... I'm sorry to hear that." She shakes her head, "Me and my stupid curiosity."
"It's alright, you didn't know." I bump my shoulder into hers and smile. "So care to elaborate on what you were saying earlier when we first got here?" I wink at her, teasing her as I roll onto my side. I begin to stroke her stomach as she giggles and avoids my eyes.
"I don't remember.." she starts, "I just had an amazing orgasm. Side effects are memory loss, you know." She giggles.
"Oh really?" I raise a brow at her and scoff, "You seem to remember everything else just fine." I run my fingers down over her belly button, making her body shiver.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" She giggles, her mouth dropping open as I take my fingers lower.
"Apparently, I'm too good at what I do, if my girlfriend can't even remember me after sex..." I roll my eyes, trying to keep a serious face on me.
"Girlfriend?" Her giggles slow as that question becomes heavier on her mind.
I realize my wish was said aloud before I even asked her. Biting my bottom lip, I shrug, "I guess not, since you can't remember me...." I sigh, "I'll just have to find someone else...." I sit up and go to climb out, but she grabs my shoulders and pulls me back.
"No you don't, Mr. Huller." She holds my back against her chest, still clutching my shoulders, but giving me a pointed look.
"Doctor." I muse.
"Excuse me?" She narrows her eyes in confusion at me.
"Doctor Huller. I did earn that title you know."
She scoffs rolling her eyes, "Excuse me, DOCTOR Huller. I don't recall you asking me to be your girlfriend."
I grin up at her, "You also don't remember what you said when we first came through the door either. How do you know you didn't say yes then?"
She thins her lips, trying to think of a retort, her indignation building before she suddenly deflates, "Fine. You win, I remember what I said." She rolls her eyes up at the ceiling and says in a monotone voice, "I told you how sexy you've looked all evening, how you're just so ... perfect." She sighs and closes her eyes. "Happy now?" She looks back down at me with only one eye open.
It stings my pride how she was frustrated over that term with me and how we've suddenly lost the playfulness between us. I sit up and shrug, "I was just trying to tease and poke fun at you. I apologize, I apparently took it too far."
She groans and sighs, "No, I'm sorry. I could see you were only teasing but I just..." She lets out a heavy breath and clutches her knees to her chest. "I just am still struggling with things going on in my life and want to find some balance before I commit to anything, or anyone. Even with you, Mr. .. no I'm sorry, Doctor Perfect Huller." She gives me a half hearted smile trying to lighten the mood again.
I roll my eyes, but lean over and kiss her hand on her knee. "I don't know about perfect, but it's fine."
I said fine... I hate that word, Frantic, Insecure, Nervous, Evading Emotions.... However in the moment, I guess it works for the situation. I knew from the start that she's got a full plate with her brother and business, still healing from a previous relationship and was just looking for sex. I'm the one who's getting ahead of myself.
"Would you care for a glass of wine?" I ask her, "or something else?"