Fervent Desires

Chapter 8 - The Seduction

It had been twenty minutes and neither of us had gotten any warmer. We were both wearing full sets of pajamas and even tried cuddling to generate heat.

“You know what would make us warmer?” I finally asked.

“What?” Erica asked, shivering beside me.

“If we took our clothes off and pressed our bodies together,”

Erica laughed almost hysterically.

“No I’m serious,” I insisted, “our body heat will keep each other warm.”

She looked over her shoulder at me. “I’m freezing,” I added.

“Are you sure about this?” she asked cynically.

“I read it somewhere,” I tried my best to sound confident.

She sighed, I could feel her shuffling under the covers as she took off her pajamas and I promptly did the same. Erica’s body pressed firmly into mine and I wrapped my arms around her.

“There,” I whispered into her ear, “much better.”

“You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?”

“A little,” I smirked.

We laid in silence for a minute listening to the sound of the woods outside. I tried desperately to maintain my self-control, but when Erica started shifting against me I lost it. I began trailing my fingers lightly against her hip. Her breathing deepened as I continued to explore her body with my fingers. Her firm breasts seemed to fit perfectly into my hands. She inhaled sharply as I rubbed my finger over her n****e. She moaned as I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling until it was hard and proud from her breast.

My hand traveled down her flat stomach all the way to her thighs. I could feel her arousal; I allowed my hand to rest there before I began stroking her with long, slow, deliberate strokes. Her back arched from the pleasure and I covered her mouth with mine just in time to stifle a moan. I drove my fingers into her hot wet slit, sinking them deeper as she opened her legs wider. I could feel her body vibrating against me as I worked my fingers rhythmically. I closed my eyes and listened to her breathing, now fast and shallow, each breath accompanied by a low moan.

Realizing that she was at the peak of her pleasure I quickened my pace to short fast strokes. Erica’s moans grew louder as the pleasure got more and more intense and I could see that she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. She grabbed my neck tightly and squeezed hard, increasing the pressure the closer she got to the release she so desperately needed. I stared into her eyes transfixed by the need I saw there. Her body became rigid and started shaking as I sent her further and further over the edge. She arched her back, her hips pushed forward, legs spread wide as her body practically levitated off the bed.

Suddenly her hand flew up to her mouth in an effort to stifle the moan as she finally went over. She pulled firmly on my neck with her other hand and I thought for sure it would break. “Oh f**k!” she yelled as her eyes rolled back and she surrendered to the pleasure that engulfed her. 

“You almost broke my neck,” I said as soon as the last of her orgasm had gone. I doubted she was still cold after that.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled sleepily clearly drained from the experience.

I smiled and pulled her close to me, kissing her softly on the neck. Erica melded her body into mine and I inhaled deeply, catching her scent. I continued to caress her body gently until she finally fell asleep in my arms.