Leo guided her over to the bed, and together they sank into its softness, their arms tangled as he leaned in to kiss her again. Leo fought to understand what the hell was going on with him when it came to this woman, but he couldn't pull himself away and he didn't want to. Their lips made a soft smooching sound in the room. Their tongues met and dueled. He noticed she was more confident and much more passionate, willing to meet him halfway and demand her due.
"You're wearing way too many clothes. Maybe I need to get you out of them." He said.
Her smile lit up the entire room. Then her eyes glinted and her smile turned mischievous. She put her hands to his shoulders and pushed until he reclined on the bed.
"Yes I agree, but so are you. Granted you have more experience with these matters than I do, but maybe I should be in charge this time. You never know what I'm capable of when I put my mind to it."
He lifted an eyebrow but his eyes gleamed devilishly. "That's an arrogant statement, Suzy. Seems to me you have to back up that statement with action."
Susan was silent, although her eyes did the talking for her. Slowly, you got rid of his clothes, and he watched as she did the same to hers. Almost like she was doing a strip dance, and Leo enjoyed every second of it. She returned to the bed, and her hair fell in a curtain over her shoulder as she straddled his naked body with her own. His approval of her arrogance was evident in his straining arousal. The idea of her covering him with her softness and of taking the initiative in loving tested the bounds of his discipline and control.
He was a patient man… To an extent, but at the moment he felt the insane urge to tumble her over and drive between her thighs until it was all either of them knew or could feel. He glanced up her body as she sat astride him, following the line over her flat belly to her full breasts and then back down to the slim curve of her waist to her fuller hips.
His cock strained upward, thrusting against her soft curls nestled at his base. His breath caught and wheezed out in a strangled gasp when she lowered her hands to grasp his cock. Her expression was one of wonder as she gently caressed his length. Up and down, she drew the skin tight and then rolled it back down until the blunt crest had widened and blood had rushed to the tip. It was nearly painful. Each touch drove him more daft by the minute. She was exquisitely gentle, almost as if she feared hurting him. Finally, he was able to take it no longer, and he curled his hand around hers, tightening her grasp.
"Like this," he rasped out.
He worked from the bottom up and then down, tightening and loosening until moisture formed at the tip and slipped over their linked hands.
"Oh, Suzy, you drive me mad."
"That's a good thing, I hope." Susan replied with a smile.
"Yes, the best."
Her hand still wrapped around him, she leaned down, her breasts bobbing like tempting apples in front of him. Then she lifted her hips upward but then seemed at a loss. She had good instincts, but she simply didn't have a lot of experience. Leo found that it gave him great satisfaction to have to offer instruction. She was his, at least for now. It was up to him to teach her what she needed and to give her ultimate pleasure.
He grasped her hips and aided her in lifting up. "Like this, Barbie. Just like this." He fitted her over his cock and carefully began to pull her down.
They both gasped when he found her heat and sank slowly into her. She paused and chewed nervously at her bottom lip as her body spasmed around him.
He raised one hand to stroke her hair, wanting to soothe her. "Easy. Nice and slow," he murmured.
She trembled as she began a slow descent once more. It was the most excruciating agony of Leo's life and he wanted to die from the pleasure of it.
She surrounded him. Bathed him in her fire. Her velvety softness grasped him and sucked him deeper. She stroked his cock with liquid satin. She sheathed him whole.
Gingerly she settled her tiny rounded bottom over his groin as flesh met flesh. He was embedded as deeply in her as he could go, and still it wasn't enough. His flesh felt alive. Like a thousand insects crawled just below the surface. He needed to move. Sweat broke out on his forehead and on his upper lip. His breaths came ragged, harsh in the silence. Smooth, silken flesh seduced his fingers as he caressed her slim back and stroked over her hips. He wanted to give her as much time as she needed to grow accustomed to him. She gave a tentative rotation, and he groaned aloud.
She stopped instantly, concern flashing in her eyes.
"No, don't stop, damn it. God, please, don't stop. It's wondrous." He told her.
Placing her hands on his chest, she levered up, his cock gliding through her damp heat. Then she sheathed him again, pushing downward until her bottom met his groin once more. Then she rotated in a tight circle, watching his face all the while.
"You are a fucking temptress," he said raggedly.
"Is that so? Now I'm a demon from hell?" Susan teased him, enjoying every moment of this.
"Wicked angel. The very best kind." He rose up and circled her in his arms, the action pushing her further onto his cock.
She cradled him against her and then tilted their heads and took him in a savage kiss. She took his breath away. Possessive. Like he belonged only to her. And in this moment he did. No other woman existed for him. He reached down to curl his fingers around her hips. He needed her. Needed to push deep. To demonstrate his possession again. He lifted and then drove deep, arching his hips. They both cried out.
Her hands flew frantically over his shoulders, seeking purchase. With a growl, his lips found her neck, nipping and biting at the delectable flesh. She arched her back, plumping her breasts against his chest. The chords in her neck strained and bulged as he lifted and thrust over and over.
"I was supposed to be in charge this time," she said breathlessly.
"Oh yes, you were and you did. If you love me any harder, I'll die from the effort."
"Please," she begged. "Leo… I can't … I must …"
"Do what you must," he urged.
Leo guided her over to the bed, and together they sank into its softness, their arms tangled as he leaned in to kiss her again. Leo fought to understand what the hell was going on with him when it came to this woman, but he couldn't pull himself away and he didn't want to. Their lips made a soft smooching sound in the room. Their tongues met and dueled. He noticed she was more confident and much more passionate, willing to meet him halfway and demand her due.
"You're wearing way too many clothes. Maybe I need to get you out of them." He said.
Her smile lit up the entire room. Then her eyes glinted and her smile turned mischievous. She put her hands to his shoulders and pushed until he reclined on the bed.
"Yes I agree, but so are you. Granted you have more experience with these matters than I do, but maybe I should be in charge this time. You never know what I'm capable of when I put my mind to it."
He lifted an eyebrow but his eyes gleamed devilishly. "That's an arrogant statement, Suzy. Seems to me you have to back up that statement with action."
Susan was silent, although her eyes did the talking for her. Slowly, you got rid of his clothes, and he watched as she did the same to hers. Almost like she was doing a strip dance, and Leo enjoyed every second of it. She returned to the bed, and her hair fell in a curtain over her shoulder as she straddled his naked body with her own. His approval of her arrogance was evident in his straining arousal. The idea of her covering him with her softness and of taking the initiative in loving tested the bounds of his discipline and control.
He was a patient man… To an extent, but at the moment he felt the insane urge to tumble her over and drive between her thighs until it was all either of them knew or could feel. He glanced up her body as she sat astride him, following the line over her flat belly to her full breasts and then back down to the slim curve of her waist to her fuller hips.
His cock strained upward, thrusting against her soft curls nestled at his base. His breath caught and wheezed out in a strangled gasp when she lowered her hands to grasp his cock. Her expression was one of wonder as she gently caressed his length. Up and down, she drew the skin tight and then rolled it back down until the blunt crest had widened and blood had rushed to the tip. It was nearly painful. Each touch drove him more daft by the minute. She was exquisitely gentle, almost as if she feared hurting him. Finally, he was able to take it no longer, and he curled his hand around hers, tightening her grasp.
"Like this," he rasped out.
He worked from the bottom up and then down, tightening and loosening until moisture formed at the tip and slipped over their linked hands.
"Oh, Suzy, you drive me mad."
"That's a good thing, I hope." Susan replied with a smile.
"Yes, the best."
Her hand still wrapped around him, she leaned down, her breasts bobbing like tempting apples in front of him. Then she lifted her hips upward but then seemed at a loss. She had good instincts, but she simply didn't have a lot of experience. Leo found that it gave him great satisfaction to have to offer instruction. She was his, at least for now. It was up to him to teach her what she needed and to give her ultimate pleasure.
He grasped her hips and aided her in lifting up. "Like this, Barbie. Just like this." He fitted her over his cock and carefully began to pull her down.
They both gasped when he found her heat and sank slowly into her. She paused and chewed nervously at her bottom lip as her body spasmed around him.
He raised one hand to stroke her hair, wanting to soothe her. "Easy. Nice and slow," he murmured.
She trembled as she began a slow descent once more. It was the most excruciating agony of Leo's life and he wanted to die from the pleasure of it.
She surrounded him. Bathed him in her fire. Her velvety softness grasped him and sucked him deeper. She stroked his cock with liquid satin. She sheathed him whole.
Gingerly she settled her tiny rounded bottom over his groin as flesh met flesh. He was embedded as deeply in her as he could go, and still it wasn't enough. His flesh felt alive. Like a thousand insects crawled just below the surface. He needed to move. Sweat broke out on his forehead and on his upper lip. His breaths came ragged, harsh in the silence. Smooth, silken flesh seduced his fingers as he caressed her slim back and stroked over her hips. He wanted to give her as much time as she needed to grow accustomed to him. She gave a tentative rotation, and he groaned aloud.
She stopped instantly, concern flashing in her eyes.
"No, don't stop, damn it. God, please, don't stop. It's wondrous." He told her.
Placing her hands on his chest, she levered up, his cock gliding through her damp heat. Then she sheathed him again, pushing downward until her bottom met his groin once more. Then she rotated in a tight circle, watching his face all the while.
"You are a fucking temptress," he said raggedly.
"Is that so? Now I'm a demon from hell?" Susan teased him, enjoying every moment of this.
"Wicked angel. The very best kind." He rose up and circled her in his arms, the action pushing her further onto his cock.
She cradled him against her and then tilted their heads and took him in a savage kiss. She took his breath away. Possessive. Like he belonged only to her. And in this moment he did. No other woman existed for him. He reached down to curl his fingers around her hips. He needed her. Needed to push deep. To demonstrate his possession again. He lifted and then drove deep, arching his hips. They both cried out.
Her hands flew frantically over his shoulders, seeking purchase. With a growl, his lips found her neck, nipping and biting at the delectable flesh. She arched her back, plumping her breasts against his chest. The chords in her neck strained and bulged as he lifted and thrust over and over.
"I was supposed to be in charge this time," she said breathlessly.
"Oh yes, you were and you did. If you love me any harder, I'll die from the effort."
"Please," she begged. "Leo… I can't … I must …"
"Do what you must," he urged.