His softly spoken words brought her out of her own mind. He
seemed to read her so well. Taking his hand, she followed him over
to the couch and sank down into the cushion, tucking a leg under her.
"I was thinking of my first date with Dalton." She told him honestly
then wished she hadn't. Cutting her eyes over at him, she was afraid
he would be mad. But he just nodded, which surprised her.
"I understand you will talk about him Paige. You were with him
for twenty years." Casey pulled her under his arm and leaned back
against the cushions.
She caught the past tense he used and felt a grin spread across her
lips. She couldn't help but think. Who would have thought I would be
in my lover's arms thinking of my husband? It felt strange. But it felt
right for him to hold her. Resting her head on his shoulder, she
watched his hand when he picked up the remote and turned the
television on.
Military television was not known for its shows. The late night
shows were already old re-runs back in the states. She wondered
briefly how Rosa had found a porno then remembered that the lodging
provided DVD players and there were places outside the gate to get all
kinds of videos.
His finger's stroked across her bare arm, causing goose bumps to
spread across her entire body. She had a feeling he knew what he was
doing because she heard his light chuckle then he rubbed her arm
quickly, as if to rub the bumps away. Her nipples tightened instantly
at the thought of him running his hand over her body. She was a
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grown ass woman for Pete's sake! She had desires, they had already
had sex. So why was she so nervous? Shifting on the cushion, she
brought her foot over and ran it up, and down his shin, her knee
resting on his thigh.
His hand dropped to her waist. She turned towards him and his
brilliant blue eyes gazed into her bright green ones. She felt as if he
was seeing into her very soul.
"What do you want love?" His voice was a soft sexy whisper.
She gave herself a pep talk. Like she told herself already, she was a
grown woman, just tell him what you want. "I want you to make love
to me."
"You do now?" His lip twitched, but he didn't smile.
"Yes." She glanced down at her hand on his chest, and forced
herself to look at him.
"Baby, there is no reason for you to be shy. Tell me what you
want; I will always give it to you." That was a huge promise and she
knew that was impossible, but she went with it.
She worked up her courage a bit further. Her voice dropped
seductively, or she hoped it was. "I want to you to take me to bed and
make love to me until neither of us can move."
He quirked an eyebrow. . In an instant, he stood with her in his
arms, carrying her to the bedroom. He somehow turned the television
off in the process.
He had moved so quickly, it startled her.
She grabbed at his shoulders while he laughed.
Standing by the bed, he allowed her legs to slowly drop, his hand
coming around her waist, he slid her down the front of him.
She felt the hard bulge in his pants and pressed herself against him.
Gazing into each other's eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her
tenderly. His hands ran up her arms, under the wide straps at her
shoulder and slid one down her arm. The red lacy bra covered her
right breast, but her erect nipple begged for attention.
His fingers grazed lightly over the material, barely touching her.
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She sucked in a breath. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look
tonight?" He breathed on her neck, sending shivers straight to her
core.
"Only about a hundred times, but I love hearing you say it." Her
chest rose and fell with the quickness of her breathing, while his lips
danced along the skin at her throat and neck. The image of him being
a vampire invaded her mind, but she quickly pushed them away as
silly thoughts and moved her hand down to the button of his pants.
His teeth nipped at her neck.
and the zipper undone. Her fingers slid along the length of him
through the underwear.
The strap on the left shoulder dropped, exposing the lace covering
her left breast. Bending over, his teeth nipped at her through the
cloth.
Her fingers unbuttoned the grey shirt he wore and her mouth found
his chest. Like he had done to hers, her lips found his taunt nipple and
sucked. Then she nipped gently with her teeth. He hissed as she had
and in retaliation squeezed her nipple a little harder between his
fingertips. His hand cupped the lace, lightly massaging her breast.
Her fingers slipped across the muscles of his chest and she enjoyed
the feel, the movement under her fingers when he shifted. Lifting his
arms, he slid his shirt off, his biceps flexing with his movements. She
wanted to explore. Stepping back, she smiled when he looked at her
questioningly. Dropping his hands he watched her move around him.
Paige ran her hand lightly across the six pack abdominals, her
fingernails grazing his skin lightly, this time causing his skin to quiver
under her touch.
She laughed and he looked at her as if it was the most seductive
sound he had ever heard. Walking around behind him, her fingers
continued along his side and around to his back. Drawing a line up
the middle of his back, she followed his spine with the tip of her
finger, then with her tongue as far as she could reach on the tip of her
toes.
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Her hands snaked around his hips and her fingers slipped in the
waistband of his pants and slid them down and over his lean hips.
Breathing lightly on his back he shivered again and she smiled.
Pushing his underwear down, she bent over and placed her lips in
the small of his back. Her hand rested in the middle of his back while
the other hand snaked around his grabbed his erect cock. She felt him
twitch in her hands when she caressed him, at the same time her
tongue flicked at the dimple above his ass cheek. She continued
stroking while the other hand moved down to his firm rounded ass,
then squeezed. Still holding on to his erection, she moved around to
the front of him, trailing kisses down his stomach and lower.
She felt his hand in her hair, massaging her head, urging her on in
her explorations. She kissed, licked and nipped over to his hip bone
and along the muscle that formed a V directing her to the long velvet
shaft she continued to stroke with her hands. Dropping to her knees,
she looked up to see that him watching her with hooded, desire filled
eyes.
She pulled his cock up as her tongue darted out and licked at his
sack. Kissing it, she gently sucked him in between her lips and felt
him swell in her hands, moisture leaking out the end. She loosened
her grip on him while she paid special attention to his sac and heard
him growl deep in his throat. Watching his face, she would have
sworn that she saw his eyes flash red for a moment, but that had to be
a trick of her mind and she blinked it away. Kissing her way along
the length of him, she ran her tongue across the swollen head.
"Make love to me Casey." Her words were soft and low. When she
stood and tugged his hand, pulling him towards the bed he went
without hesitation.
His hand on her shoulder, he turned her around, unzipped the dress
and helped her to step out of it. Still in her matching red bra and
panties, and high heels, Casey went down on his knees in front of her.
He rained kisses along her soft belly, running his hands up and
down her legs grasping her butt. He pulled her hips to him. His
mouth landed at the top of her thigh.
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He nipped at her and his hand pulled at the top of her thighs,
forcing her legs slightly apart. With his hands wrapped around the
back of her muscular thighs, his fingers pushed along the thin strip of
the panties, between her cheeks and found that she was deliciously
wet for him.
His mouth landed on her mound and he suckled her through the
material, his finger slipping in between her lips, easily finding her
entrance. The tip of his finger slid inside.
She moaned at his touch, pressing her crotch harder against his
mouth.
With his finger circling just barely inside her, he pulled his mouth
back. "What do you want Paige?"
"You know what I want." She tried to catch her breath.
"I want to be sure I am pleasing you." When she hesitated, he
nipped at her thighs. "I know you are not used to voicing what you
want, but I want to hear you tell me." He continued, coaxing her to
respond to him.
With another groan, she closed her eyes. "Lick me." She told him
quietly.
That was all it took and he did as she requested. His tongue flicked
out and licked the material while his finger continued playing just
inside her silken sheath, driving her mad. His other hand slipped
around the front and moved the red lace over so he could have better
access. They were beside the bed, so he lifted her leg, resting her foot
on the comforter, exposing her to him completely.
She grabbed his head, then his shoulders when his tongue danced
across her swollen, excited clit. His finger moved up inside her a little
more.
She squeezed him, rotating her hips against his finger inside, and
his tongue doing the wonderful dance between her legs. The soft
moans and sudden inhales of breaths told him he was doing it right.
When she was on the brink he pulled away and she looked at him like
he had lost his mind.
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Casey laughed. Pushing her back on the bed, he lifted her legs.
This time he didn't bother with a condom and slid the head of his cock
into her entrance.
Paige watched his face as he slid slowly into her. His mouth
dropped open slightly, his eyes closed and his head fell back then he
stopped, his swollen head just inside of her. He pulled back out and
pushed in slowly again. He repeated the slight movements several
more times, refusing to go in deeper like she wanted him to.
She enjoyed the feel of him sliding into her, loving the looks on his
face, knowing she gave him those feelings. She smiled.
His looked at her at that moment smiled too. Then he pushed inch
by inch deeper, filling, stretching her. His hands held onto her thighs
while he slid into her. Pulling out, sliding in and out at the
agonizingly slow pace.
She wanted him to go faster.
It was almost as if he read her mind. He shook his head, his top
teeth biting his lower lip. He continued the slow pace until she
thought she was going to scream in frustration. Then, one hand came
around and his finger flicked across her clit and her muscles tightened
around him. Every time he flicked she twitched, his finger got faster
as did his thrusts, until suddenly she gasped, her eyes opened wide
and she clamped down on his cock and her juices spilled all over his
shaft. When her climax completed she felt a little out of sorts. He
had not cum yet. She wasn't used to coming so quickly, or easily.
He moved from between her legs, lifted her up and placed her in
the center of the bed. She still had her shoes, panties and bra on. She
leaned over to remove her bra. "Leave them on." He ordered. She
frowned, now suddenly self-conscious.
"You are beautiful with or without clothing. So stop worrying so
much." He stared deeply into her eyes for a moment, making sure he
got the message across, then leaned over and gave her a quick peck on
the lips. He stood and began pulling his clothes off.
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" He had been doing that
since they met.
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A smile curved his lips and the dimples she liked showed. "You
are an open book to me Paige." Then he laughed at his own play on
her name, and she couldn't help but laugh too. "I have been waiting to
use that one since I first heard your name." Jumping on the bed beside
her, his weight made her bounce.
She giggled.
Grabbing hold of her, he pulled her to him, his mouth devouring
hers aggressively. Rolling over onto his back he brought her over on
top of him. Her legs straddled his hips, his tongue dipped into her
mouth and she tasted her juices. He grabbed her butt and pulled on
her cheeks. "Bring it here." He ordered.
At first she didn't know what he meant, the she realized what he
wanted and sat up. As she crawled up his chest, he scooted down in
the bed, throwing the pillows out of the way. Grabbing her hips, he
pulled her so she straddled his face, on her knees, her calves tucked
under his biceps.
Casey brought his arms up around her hips, over the top of her
thighs and spread her lips so he could have full access to her once
more.
Paige had to grab hold of the headboard mounted on the wall to
keep from falling over.
His mouth sealed onto her lips.
She felt him breathing heavy through his nose while his mouth
literally devoured her. With the way his hands were wrapped around
her hips he was locked in place. No matter which way she moved he
was always right on target and had her cumming into his mouth in a
matter of minutes. Every muscle in her body tensed, her eyes
clamped shut, and she thought her head was going to explode with the
intensity and she whimpered while he continued to eat her. Finally he
allowed her pull away and she leaned heavily against the head of the
bed, panting.
Paige heard him laugh softly, but she couldn't respond. Her
muscles wouldn't move when he slid out from under her. She felt the
bed shift but she kept her face buried in her arm. Then he was pulling
her back to the foot of the bed. She was limp as a rag doll. Her body
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was his and he could do whatever he wanted to with it. She didn't
care. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap and cradled her in his
arms. Brushing sweat drenched h
air from her face, he smiled
tenderly, then his lips lowered to hers in a loving kiss.
He took his time exploring her mouth. His hands gently massaged
the knots of tension from her body. She could feel him hard against
her backside, but he made no move to enter her again. He simply
rubbed and caressed her skin until she was relaxed and pliant in his
arms. Then he turned her around, facing the mirror with him behind
her.
"Now, tell me what you want." The direct way he looked at her had
her blushing.
"I want to make you cum." Embarrassment flooded her cheeks.
She started to stand and turn around but he wouldn't let her. His
strong arms came up and around her waist, holding her firmly in
place. Then she saw his face.
He was in complete control and that scared her just a little bit. His
eyes locked onto hers. He leaned down and placed his mouth on her
shoulder. He bit her, causing her to tense from the pain. In the
mirrors, she watched his hand move up and lifted the weight of her
breast in his palm, his fingers rolling her nipple between his fingers,
through the lace. Seeing what he was doing made her want to squirm
against him, but she forced herself to remain still and see what he
would do next.
His other hand moved downward and came to a rest on her leg, his
fingers rubbing lightly at the soft fleshy skin of her inner thigh. The
anticipation was killing her and her muscles tensed up again. She sat
stiffly in his lap.
"Relax Paige. I haven't hurt you yet have I?" His voice was barely
above a whisper and she stared into his eyes and shook her head
slightly. The yet part of it was what made her tense, she didn't know
what to expect. His hand moved up to her hip and rested lightly there
while the other one continued to massage and tweak her nipple.
When she finally relaxed and leaned back against him, the hand on
her hip slowly moved back down towards her thigh. Gently pulling,
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opening her leg, exposing her partially to the mirror. She saw the
scrap of red material that barely covered her. When she didn't resist,
his hand allowed the weight of breast to drop gently, his other hand