- I had been visiting him for a while since he got back. Each day I’ve deflected his kisses. Some I blew off with jokes, and some I had to struggle to resist. It didn’t help that he was my ex and I still had feelings for him. They weren’t even residual feelings, because they kept getting renewed every time he returned. Someone said I was stupid for going back, but I didn’t think I was. They were just innocent visits, but the last one wasn’t.
I had taken a mad bike race over to his place because I had limited free time from work. My boss had sent me on an errand, but it wasn’t urgent so I decided to go over. I got to his gate and called him to open up. He came out and I went in. It was the usual bantering, joking around, teasing, and mild insults. Not until he kissed me. I so wasn’t expecting it. I stared at him in shock and couldn’t utter a single word. My brain kept screaming at me to leave, but a part of me wasn’t moving. And then he did it again. This time my eyes closed of their own accords. I couldn’t stop my hands from moving across his shoulder as he deepened the kiss and drew me closer. Suddenly the kiss became heated and the couch couldn’t contain us any longer. Still I didn’t want it to go any further, so I stayed in place. Little did I know I was only in denial stage. One that was going to pass soonest.
He bent over me and literally sucked my lips till they were raw. I had never felt so much sexual pressure in my life. All the pent up emotion of years and months was blown open at that moment. He was groping for the zip on the front of my gown and I let him. He drew it down to my navel and passed his fingers over my breasts. I sucked in a breath as his fingers subtly brushed over my left nipple. He did it again and again with the right one till I couldn’t take the teasing anymore. I pressed my hand over his and made him squeeze me hard. I couldn’t control the moan that escaped my lips. I think that gave him the encouragement he needed as his lips found my nipples. Damn! He sucked as if his life depended on it, while using his other hand on my other nipple. I threw back my head and shuddered. Then he stopped. He came up to kiss me and he moved apart. I guess that was his way of saying he didn’t want to go further. I took deep breaths and proceeded to calm myself, but it wasn’t working. I kissed him again and I felt his hesitation but I stayed put. He broke us apart again and I looked at him pleadingly.
“Tell me what you want.” He said in a raspy voice that sent a shiver down my spine.
I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow, indicating he wasn’t buying any of that. I knew my next words were going to be the end of me so I took a deep breath before talking.
“Touch me.” I said at last.
I saw the look of hesitation cross his face, so I took the initiative and pressed my lips against his. He sucked in a breath and kissed me back. I moved closer to his chest and backed him up against the chair. I groped for the edge of his shirt and pulled it up. A part of me expected him to resist but he didn’t. I pulled it up to his neck and my lips found his nipple.
He let out a groan that told me he was definitely affected. I smiled secretly to myself. I spent a while on it before moving to the next nipple, as I felt his breaths becoming raspier. I moved my hand into his shorts and found his hard on. He had definitely grown bigger than the last time I felt him. I stroked him a little before letting go of his nipple to suck him. My warm mouth engulfed his cock and he let out a string of curses at that. The next thing I knew he was pulling me up and steering me towards the dining area. He cleared the bar table and placed my hands on it. He pulled down his shorts totally and pushed up my gown. I didn’t know this was going to get this far, but at that moment, I needed him as much as he did me. Even with my instincts screaming at me to stop him. The invasion to my tight entrance had me spiraling out of my thoughts. I left the bar table against my will and bent over the refrigerator instead. It was much shorter and my position was able to grant him better access. He drove into me and I let out a silent scream. It was pain mixed with pleasure at first, because it had been a while I had sex. He tucked his hand under my waist and held me firmly against him. He pushed into me again and I moaned loudly. This time from total pleasure. In no time his thrusts became faster and I was gripping the refrigerator hard. I left the refrigerator and reached down to grip my feet instead.
“Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!” I screamed.
The feeling was maddening. It felt like I was going to combust any moment from now. Then we heard the door being banged, signifying entrance.