Stretching my bare legs across his I felt the warmth from his skin seep into mine. His hairy legs were a reminder to me of his strength and the familiar tickle on my legs. I tried to read the book but lost my concentration several times and had to re-read the same paragraph which was particularly hot and was not aiding my focus.

As he placed the flat of his palm of his hand on the side of my knee and slowly smoothed up my leg, I knew that I would not be reading any more of the book tonight. He was in my home, and I wanted him inside me and soon. I turned to look into his soft blue eyes and saw lust gleam back at me. He wanted me too, he leaned in and hovered over my mouth for a second and then kissed me passionately. 

He searched my mouth, exploring and teasing my tongue, that first touch sent a shiver straight between my legs and made my pussy sing. That instant throb that I felt when his warm wet tongue touched mine was blissful. As he pulled me tighter into his arms and kissed me harder, I began to whimper and shifted in the chair. I needed to feel his touch, and I told him. He pressed a finger to my lips to silence me and told me with his eyes that he knew what I wanted.

We both watched as his finger left my mouth and trailed its way down to my stomach between my thighs. Slipping my hand into his half-open shirt, I smoothed a finger over his nipple, waking it to a pinpoint. One more rub of his nipple accelerated his advance to my pussy, and he stroked the fold of my lips through my panties.

I bit my lip to keep from yelling out. I was already wet from reading the erotic story of lovers and his touch nearly sent me over the edge, but I held myself back. Sliding my panties to the side, he traced his fingers over my bare pussy lips. Up and down he dragged his index finger, each sweep of his finger pushing further into my wetness. He avoided my clitoris at first, teasing me slowly.

Widening my legs I urged and invited him to plunge his fingers into me, I wanted to feel the thrust of him even if I had to make do with two or three fingers sliding in and out of me. Holding onto the collar of his shirt, I began to moan quietly as he played with me without making me come. It was heavenly to feel his touch.

He removed his hand from my lips and sat up in front of my legs and stared down at me. My heart beat faster, I knew what that look meant. It was time for my panties to come off. The thrill of that feeling made my pussy throb repeatedly. He was going to fuck me, and I couldn’t wait. I watched as he hooked his fingers into the side of my panties and slowly dragged them down my thighs, over my knees and down to my ankles and onto the floor.

To be continued...