chair. “Yeah, a siesta would be nice,” he says as he pulls off his T-shirt.
Am I particularly horny, or is his bare torso that amazing? My over stimulated libido wants to touch all those rippling muscles tightly packed under his beautiful golden skin.
I stretch out, feeling like a well fed cat as I will myself to cool down.
Gray sits down next to me and gives me a sexy smile. Then he runs the back of his fingers down my arm. It sends a tingle down the back of my neck as I hear myself gasp.
His smile turns intense as he watches my face while moving even closer.
I’m surprised by this bold move. Did he know what I was thinking? Are our thoughts running in the same direction?
His breathing intensifies, I can tell he wants to kiss me, and I want to kiss him too. The sound of the water makes me feel like we’re in our own private oasis. My fingers glide up his beautifully toned arm as I enjoy the ridges of his muscles.
My eyes focus on his lips. They look nice and inviting. We each move slowly toward each other, like magnets. Our lips meet. It’s been way too long between kisses. I take the lead and lightly kiss him. He feels soft and firm. It’s the first kiss I’ve had since Brandon and I broke up last December. Gray bends down a little farther, as we kiss again in full earnestness. The smell of chlorine and sunscreen oozes through his pores. I place my arm around his shoulder; my hand lays flat on his warm back. Our kiss gets deeper as our tongues meet. He tastes of the chocolate chip cookie we shared. As our tongues dance, I can feel a sexual energy waken inside me as it rolls down my core. He positions himself over me as he continues our kiss. I run my hand down his well-developed chest; desire fills every one of my pores as our kissing heats up. He maneuvers the lounge chair so it’s flat. I bark out a laugh as it drops down, he smiles wide and leans in to kiss me again.
His hands run along my body leaving a trail of shimmering excitement in their path. I gasp, all reason escapes me as his lips leave mine. He runs a trail of kisses to my ear, I giggle from the sensation along my jaw. He continues kissing me down my neck to my clavicle. My head automatically tips as I arch my back from desire. His hands are on my breasts as his tongue licks my nipple, causing me to shiver. I sit up and cup his head as he sucks my breast into his mouth.
His eyes look up at me, as I nod, then in a voice I don’t recognize I gasp out, “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”
He smiles as I lean back and close my eyes, enjoying the feelings that have awoken inside of me as he moves farther down. I spread my legs. I want more; I want that feeling, the one you get when you lose yourself to an orgasm. His gentle kisses run down my stomach making my diaphragm tight. I gasp loudly from pleasure. His fingers run up my inner thigh. My back arches again as his fingers reach my core, move my bikini bottoms out of the way, and probe my folds. He’s surprisingly skilled, or was it that Brandon was just clumsy? Whatever, his touch feels good, I crave more.
Not holding back I sort of whisper-yell, “Don’t stop.”
He chuckles as he continues to probe and play with me. The tingles move into spasms as an orgasm starts to form.
Gray stops touching me.
I gasp out, “No, I’m almost there.”
His soft voice is near my ear as he says, “Please let me join you.”
I nod. Then I hear a condom rip. Where did he keep that? While slowly opening my eyes, I see his intense face floating over me. I reach my hand up and cup his head as my lips reach for his. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his hips. My orgasm is so close, I crave the release. I want more friction. His fingers intensify as I gasp from their contact. I feel him run his dick along my folds, finding its way inside of me. Quickly he plunges into me. I gasp from the pain of his size and the shock of the fast, hard movement. He starts rocking in and out, and the friction