Foreplay

His lips came down on hers and finding no resistance pressed firmer against her mouth, his tongue licking along the edge of her lip seeking entrance. She opened to him letting him explore her tongue meeting his in the dance. His hands now magically empty pulled her to him one hand cupping the back of her head his fingers entwined in her auburn tresses.

She clung to him, her arms snaking up around his neck, her breath coming in short gasps.

She must be crazy she thought, totally insane, yet he felt so damn good. She could feel the muscles of his chest through the jacket and t-shirt underneath and as his other hand cupped her buttocks and pulled her tighter against him she felt his hardness and the hunger for him grew like a match to paper.

He pulled his mouth away from hers and whispered 'your place or mine' just as the elevator reached the fifth floor. "mine" she replied breathlessly. They exited the lift in such a hurry they nearly forgot the bags. With one deft movement he caught the door leaned in and grabbed them. They practically ran the few feet to her door as she pulled out the key he took it from her pushing her up against the door his hands and mouth found her breasts through her blouse the bags forgotten once again.

She put her arms around him for balance and savoured the hot air from his mouth. Braless her nipples rose instantly to his touch. He pushed the key in the lock guessing right the very first time and felt the door give way. He held her as it swung open and with his foot he slid the bags just inside and closed the door behind them tossing the key down beside them.

He began to undress her, her jacket and blouse tumbled to the floor as his mouth sought for and found her naked flesh, he gently nipped the taut bud with his teeth and she groaned from the pleasure pain. Her skirt and panties followed and within seconds she was naked. His hand found its way between her thighs and found her moist. He caressed her, his forefinger playing across the tiny bud nestled between, then further as he took one nipple into his mouth he slipped a finger into her moistness she nearly fell over from the sensation.

 She wanted him inside of her right now, but he was still fully dressed, she tried to take his jacket off but his hands were to busy. As he slipped a second finger inside of her she gave up and this time her legs would not hold her. He followed her down one arm holding her now as he lowered her to the floor. His hand moved rhythmically inside her as with his tongue he played back n forth from one breast to the other licking, kissing, biting gently, his lips tugging on each nipple as his hand continued its slow in and out strokes. He had time now, time to enjoy every inch of her.

She wanted more she wanted to feel his naked body against hers and yet, yet she didn't want him to stop what he was doing. But just as suddenly as she had thought it, he did, pulling away from her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him curiously, desire making her eyes seem darker than the chestnut brown. He leaned back and removed his jacket and t-shirt then stood kicking off his shoes and unfastened his pants. Retrieving a condom from the pocket, he held it up for her to see, then slid his underwear down and she took in the full measure of what had been pressed against her in the elevator.

She watched, waiting, anticipating, as he slid the condom slowly over his bulging erection. God he was magnificent she drank him all in now, tanned, rugged six pack and fully loaded she thought. He knelt before her his hands caressing her thighs massaging, building the heat all over again.

He spread her leg apart and lowered his head, she let out a guttural moan as his tongue darted out and made contact with her flesh. Her hands automatically entwined in his hair, but she didn't know whether to pull him away or press him further.

So suddenly did he take her into his mouth and suckle, that her hips rose up from the shock of desire that coursed through her. He continued relentless, his hands cupping her buttocks and holding her to him as he increased the suction.

She felt the last vestige of control slipping away and something else building, as her body began to move now of its own accord, her hips rising, her legs wrapping around him, locking him in like a prisoner.

Her head rolled from side to side and she put a hand to her mouth to quiet the moans that threatened to become screams as her orgasm grew ever closer with every hold and release moment.

She was panting now her fingers clenching and unclenching in rhythm, with his mouth on her.  Faster, faster, he built the tempo, faster, faster. She bucked and tossed but he would not let up, then she was there, he knew it, could sense it, right at the brink, just on the edge...... and that's when he stopped.

To be continued