A perfect night, part 2

A perfect night, part 2


Your eyes riveted on mine, you rise, slowly, at the simple command I’ve given you. I see

the muscles in your calves moving under your taut skin, and it arouses me, as do the

simple curves of your arched feet. Stepping into the hallway you feel the cool tile beneath

you, and it causes goosebumps on your skin. Coupled with this, the electricity between us

causes your nipples to immediately harden, rustling against the silk camisole as you step

slowly towards me. Even that small stimulation causes your eyes to soften and close

slightly. I know that look, Lisa, as I’ve caused it many times.


But none like tonight.


As you come close to me you reach for my outstretched hand. Taking yours I pull you to

my side, facing me. Through the silk I feel your engorged nipple against my arm as,

gripping your hand, I slide my hand around to your hip, pulling you tightly against my

side while forcing you to stand on your toes. Your mouth is slightly open, wine-scented

breath hot on my cheek as I nuzzle against yours. My lips graze your warm throat, and

you flinch, pushing harder against me, crushing the nipple, and your right breast, between

us. A soft squeal slips from you as I kiss your throat, down to the hollow of your

shoulder, and back up again. I love your taste, Lisa. I want to devour you.


Your mouth moves to mine, your free hand grasping the back of my neck to pull me

down to you. Forcefully our mouths come together, instantly opening to each other. I let

loose of your hand, pushing it aside so I may grip the curve of your ass, pulling up hard

and towards me. Recognizing that you’re wearing a thong excites me. I reach around

your neck with my right hand, pulling us together more tightly. Forcing my forearm

against your left breast, roughly I grip you now. We are both breathing faster, our teeth

crashing together as our mouths writhe on their own, but I don’t care. All I want right

now is to get as much of you into my mouth and hands as possible.


I want to give in to your desire completely but I know I must wait. Breaking free of your

mouth I push you backwards against the wall. One hand against your chest, over your

heart, between your rising breasts. I feel the racing beat of your heart, knowing, and

loving, that I’m the reason for it. You grip my arm, feeling the immense strength,

knowing there is no escape unless I grant it. My eyes never leave your face, your lovely

face, as I try to slow my breathing, and quell the fire within me.


A few moments go by, both of us focused on nothing but the other. Our breathing slows,

and I release you. I turn to go up the stairs, taking your hand in mine, kissing it sweetly

before we step up to my bedroom.


You see immediately that I’ve planned this carefully. The aromas of cinnamon and apples

permeate the air. A dozen candles have been burning here since before dinner. The same

soft music from below is playing here. My bedroom is sparingly furnished, only a dresser

in the corner, two nightstands, and a king size bed. On one nightstand there is a bowl,

suspended over a short, unlit candle. Another, taller candle stands next to it, in a weighted

holder. The familiar bottle of cinnamon flavored massage oil is there as well. The bed has

several bath sheets laid out on it, and another folded by the nightstand. Understanding

dawns on your face as you realize what I have planned for you, and you smile warmly.


I said before, Lisa, that I will know all of you before the morning. And I will.


My instinct is to tear your clothing off and bury myself deep in you before anything can

rip this final chance away from me. I want you so badly my hands are beginning to

tremble. So deeply, so long, I have wanted you for myself, I can barely breathe, my heart

is pounding, my stomach is knotted tightly. I am near tears, Lisa, my need for you is so

painful and overwhelming. I am so close to being completely with you I want to scream. I

am losing control, and that scares me.


The only reason I don’t is because your eyes mirror mine. Everything I feel I see in your

enchanting eyes, and on your lovely face. Reaching out to your bare arm I touch you

gently with one finger. I see your sharp intake of breath, and feel you shudder. I know

that right now you are finally, completely, with me, as you’ve never been before. Only

me.


To vent the inferno in me my mouth crashes onto yours, forcing into you as my strong

hands encircle your throat and lower jaw. You trust my aggression for what it is and

respond in kind; with a strangled mewl your hands yank at my hair. I taste blood and it

only increases my arousal. We are animal for the moment. Gasping, I bite at your lips,

your chin, your throat. My hands are gripping you so tightly I’m hurting you. I don’t care.

With your pain comes our pleasure.


Suddenly realizing how intense this has become I have to wrench myself away. The lust

in your eyes tells me you will give me anything, and that only fuels my desire to please

you in turn. I know that bringing you up and down as I have tonight will only take us

farther. Anticipation heightens the moment. Letting my hands fall from you, down across

your silky breasts, I back away to take you completely in. I want to expose you, Lisa, all

of you, in the flickering candlelight.


Noticing the moonlight streaming into the windows at the back of my bedroom, I have a

better idea.