Sandy Lynn: Kiss and Tell

“Don’t fight what you feel,” he told her as his thumb caressed her lip. “Why do you bite your lip?”

She was embarrassed by his question, the answer an awkward one. “It’s just something I started doing.” His left eyebrow rose, but Seth never stopped fondling her breast leisurely.

“Tell me?” he asked gently.

With a sigh, she relented. “One of my exes complained that I was too…vocal. It was…embarrassing. So, I’ve just bitten my lip to keep my moans inside ever since.”

“The man was a fool. There is no sweeter sound than the moan of desire from a woman’s lips.” He removed his thumb from her lip and moved it between them, rubbing her sensitive clit. Unable stop herself, Willow began to bite her lip again.

Seth removed his other hand from her breast, sliding his thumb across her mouth, stopping her from abusing the lip further.

“Let me hear you. I want to hear how much I please you.”

She was stunned. Not once since that asshole complained, had any man asked to hear her.

“Will you let me hear you?” Seth moved his hand back to her breast.

Struggling, she barely resisted the urge to bite her lip. I’ve been holding my moans inside for so long, I’m not even sure if I can give in to his request.

He increased the pressure and speed of his fingers across her sensitive clit and she felt a moan beginning deep inside her.

Almost as if he knew she needed help, Seth pulled her down into a kiss. As he sucked on her abused lower lip, she moaned. He was gentle with her, his tongue easing any pain she felt. She wanted to moan more for him. Moving his lips down past her neck to her breast, he gently bit her pebbled nipple and she let another moan escape her mouth. It felt good to be free to express her desire, her pleasure.

“Do you feel what your moans do to me?” Taking one of her hands, he placed it between their bodies at the base of his cock. As her fingers pressed against him, she could feel him growing hard beneath her touch. It was a heady sensation. She’d never felt a man harden with her hand while he was still buried deep inside of her. His hand remained over hers. Guiding it higher, he arranged her fingers so they brushed against her clit. He encouraged her to touch herself, to tease her body.

Willow pulled her hand back, embarrassed. Though she had pleasured herself in the past when a lover had left her less than satisfied, never before had anyone ever watched her do it.

“Don’t fight it. Let me watch you give yourself pleasure. Show me what you like,” he coaxed.

Willow bit her lip again, this time from nervousness. She moved her fingers against her sex, moaning as she caressed herself the way she liked. The sensation of her fingers tugging her clit was made more erotic and intense as Seth grew harder inside of her while he watched her movements. His eyes held no condemnation, only intense desire. Quickening her pace, she shifted her hips, moving against him and creating a delicious friction.

His hand covered hers once again as he forced her to slow her movements. “Not yet, sweetheart, not yet. Allow me to enjoy watching you a little longer. I want you to go slowly, teasing yourself…teasing me. Make both of our bodies tremble.”

Nodding, Willow forced herself to decrease her speed. She tried to concentrate on keeping her pace slow instead of on the pleasure building inside of her. She moaned, slightly louder than before, as another orgasm built, but did her best to deny the climax. Willow shut her eyes. Her head fell back as she continued the leisurely pace.

Her moans increased as he lifted slightly from beneath her and suckled on her breast. He traced his tongue in a pattern over one sensitive nipple as he pinched the other between his fingers. Willow struggled to remain still. Her entire body seemed to scream for her to move against the hard cock inside of her.

“Oh, God,” she moaned.

“A bit longer, sweetheart,” he groaned around her nipple.

“Seth, I need you.”

“Just a little longer.”

Opening her eyes, Willow looked at him. More than anything she wanted to stop, to move her hand and begin to ride him, finally allowing herself to orgasm as she pressed his head closer to her body. But she obeyed him. She continued to stroke herself, but could no longer keep her hips still. Willow started thrusting against him with each stroke she gave to herself. Willow tilted her head to the side as she watched him feast on her. Her moans came louder and faster, pleading for release.

He lay back down on the bed. His hands gripped her ass and allowed him to direct her movements.

“That’s it, let yourself go.” He encouraged her as he increased the pressure on her hips, speeding her motions.

Willow pulled her hand away from her body, intending to pull him back to her, but he quickly stopped her.

“Not yet. You aren’t done yet.”

When she didn’t put her hand back immediately, Seth stopped thrusting and lifted her off his hips, withdrawing himself. When she stared at him confused, he smiled. Her attempts to lower herself back onto him were met with resistance.

“Not until you begin to please yourself again,” he whispered.

Wasting no time, she put her fingers back on her dripping pussy. Feeling a bit mischievous herself, Willow stuck a finger in her pussy, wiping the juices on her swollen clit as she slowly slid her fingers across. Seth pulled her back down onto his cock, once again filling her completely.

Watching his face closely, Willow smiled. Seth seemed excited by what she had just done. Taking a chance, she switched hands and lifted the finger with her cream on it to his mouth. Slipping her finger past his lips, Willow increased her speed as he sucked on her finger hungrily.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “Harder.”

Seth pulled her hard against him but it wasn’t enough.

“Harder,” she moaned again.

With a growl, Seth pulled her hand away and, rolling them over, he shifted her legs to his shoulders. Holding most of his weight on his arms, he began to pound inside of her.

“Oh, God, yes,” she cried out. Willow curled her fingers, her nails digging into his arms but neither paid any attention. They were both too lost in the sensations to stop. He was thrusting inside her hard and fast, and she loved it, raising her hips to meet him with as much force as she was able to manage. The harder he thrust, the louder her moans became and the more intense her pleasure. This time as an orgasm ripped through her body she swore she saw stars coming to life. Within seconds Seth collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged and muscles trembling beneath her touch.

No woman has made me lose control like this in a very long time! He was exhausted.

Lying on top of her, he was completely spent, unable to even hold his weight off her because every muscle was shaking as he fought desperately to regain control of his body.

He had lost count long ago of how many years had passed since any woman had affected his body as Willow had that night. He wasn’t even sure if any other woman had made him lose control as fully as he just had with her. Seth’s teeth lengthened, wanting to taste her more fully but he forced himself to wait. There would be time enough to satisfy that particular craving after he made sure she was well satisfied. He had never left a lady unfulfilled, and wouldn’t start now. Besides, if the small sample of blood he had tasted during one of their kisses could cause such havoc on his senses, how much more would truly drinking from her affect him?

Finally getting his hunger under control, he rolled off her, not missing her low whimper when he moved. Pulling slightly away, he removed the well-used condom and dropped it into a trashcan he kept beside his bed. When that chore was completed, he pulled her close, fitting her body tight against his. Propping his head on one arm, he draped the other across her waist and stroked her stomach.