Moon Song

Night Visitor

Chapter 6

Cristofori must have nodded off without realising it. He was still fully dressed, and his lamp was still on. He looked for his phone to check the time, but he couldn’t find it. He thought he heard a light nock on his door, but it was the middle of the night. He waited a moment, and there it was again. He opened his door and there was Lydian. She was standing in front of him in a long black Mackintosh coat and black knee-high boots.

“Can I come in?” She asked quietly.

He opened the door for her to step inside and closed the door behind her. The coat hugged her curves perfectly.

Her body was lithe and supple, standing before him. Lydian pressed play on her phone and soft piano music filled the room as she backed away from Cristofori.

She began unbuttoning her jacket but didn't take her eyes off his... he wasn't really watching her undress. He was looking her straight in the eyes as well... she didn’t add any booty bounces or hip shakes or any stripper moves, she just removed her clothes slowly while watching him. Under her jacket she had on a black lace bra and black strappy panties.

Her jacket was discarded on the floor and Lydian stood in front of him looking way too sexy and sultry in her lingerie waiting for his invitation to join him in the bed.

In her eyes, he could see the same things he was feeling. The passion, the desire, the need, were all there. All reflected in those beautiful dark windows into her soul.

She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his gaze even if she wanted to, which she didn’t. She began to remove the panties she had on, but he stopped her.

“Turn around for me," he commanded.

She turned slightly so he could see her from the back. He made his way up to her and stopped right behind her.

“Can I touch you?” He asked.

She nodded, then said “Yes, please.”

He placed his hand on the narrow part of her waist and followed her curves down to her hip, then back up to her waist. He wrapped both his arms around her waist, pulling her into his body. She relaxed in his arms. He kissed the top of her head, then pulling her hair to the side, he kissed the nape of her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe until he heard a gentle whimper leave her mouth. He kissed the side of her neck, savouring the warmth of her skin against his lips.

He turned her to face him. “You are so beautiful.”

She blushed and looked away.

“Can I kiss you, Lydian?”

Again, she nodded. He lowered his lips to her soft warm lips. They parted slightly as she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pulled her closer and drank from her lips like he had been parched for days.

He reached around for the clasp of her bra. He didn't know why he felt the importance of asking her permission every step of the way, but he didn't want to take anything for granted, and didn't want to move a moment faster than she was prepared for, so he asked, “Can I take your bra off?”

She blushed bright red again and nodded. He unclasped her bra and removed it from her chest. They were so full and heavy in his palm. His thumb flicked over her pink n****e, and she moaned.

He pulled her slowly to the bed and said, “Will you come to bed with me?”

She paused, thinking about it, and then, with a shy smile, climbed into bed, pulling him along with her. She removed his shirt and snuggled her face into his bare chest, playing with the small patch of hair there. He reached down and pulled her barely there panties down her long curvy legs. He brought them up to his face and inhaled their scent. She was lovely.

She began unbuckling his belt. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked her. She nodded eagerly.

“I need to hear you say yes.” He told her.

“Yes. It's OK. I want this.” she confirmed.

He slipped effortlessly out of his jeans. Then he caressed her legs down to her ankles and back up to her thighs. He slid his fingers up her slit to discover how slick and wet it was. She let a small moan escape her perfect lips and Cristofori's hardness twitched. Lydian noticed and licked her lips.

She positioned herself between his legs and took him into her mouth. She had the softest mouth. He fit there just perfectly. He didn’t thrust into her mouth like he wanted to, but Lydian still managed to press her lips all the way down his member.

Cristofori half moaned, half grunted out his own pleasure. They were deep and guttural and getting louder as she flicked her tongue back and forth along the seam of his shaft. He unwittingly jerked forward slightly.

She gagged briefly on his c**k, and he grew even larger in her mouth. He was close. He pulled her up before he was ready though and kissed her passionately and deeply.

Lydian moaned quietly as the kiss sent a warmth through her body that made her tingle.

He broke his kiss and said “I want you so much." He kissed her again then continued "But we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. We can stop now. We can stop any time. You’re in control.”

She nodded. “Take me, please. I want you to take me.”

He kissed her again. Her mouth was perfect. She was perfect. He was so ready for her. He had never had a wish list for his future mate but if he did, she would have ticked all the boxes.

He positioned himself between her legs. He marvelled at the sight of her p***y. His tongue slid up and down the delicate petals of her p***y, occasionally stopping to lick deep into her moist dark hole before flicking his tongue against her clit. There was a hunger in him he had never felt. He felt like she was pouring her passion and energy into him somehow, and his body felt like it was coming alive. He couldn't get enough of her.

Her legs began to tremble. She tried to get them to stop by clenching her glutes and wrapping her legs around his head. He was completely love drunk on her juices. He continued licking her faster and faster up and down her slit and hard across her clit. With each sweep of his tongue she was pushed closer and closer to the edge until her core exploded. She felt like she was falling deep into the sea of ecstasy and the waves of pleasure crashed over and over her.

Once her body had relaxed he turned her around and put his c**k at her entrance.

“Do you want to keep going?” He asked. “We can stop. There’s no pressure. I’ve loved everything we have done so far.”

“Please don’t stop, Cristofori. I need you.” She begged.

He gently pushed inside her, savouring the feeling of her tight walls spreading slowly against him. He wanted to feel every possible coefficient of friction on his c**k that he could.

When he was all the way in, he held there, willing her to get used to his size. When his breathing became steady, he pulled back out, and slowly re-entered her. The resistance against him was driving him insane.

He pulled out and gently pulled her on top of him.

“I want to look at you.” he looked straight in her eyes as she lowered herself on his erection. “You’re in control.” he said. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. The way her pink n*****s hung from her breasts like dollops of pink frosting ready to be licked and savoured. The way they moved in rhythm with the motion of her body. He looked into her eyes... the two were locked into each other’s gaze and there was nothing else in the world but them... no bed, no room, no house or street or city... no people... no earth, just this heaven they had created right here, in each other’s arms... his shaft sinking deep inside her tunnel.... their bodies completely in rhythm... his eyes widened, and his breathing became shallower... he was breathing heavily but there was no sound.

Her lips looked like cries were escaping, but they made no noise.

His thrusting slowed down and he pushed deep inside her. He felt her diaphragm dip just as his c**k pressed into her cervix. Her body seemed to open to him, physically receiving everything he had to give her.

Suddenly he was cold, and Lydian disappeared.

He opened his eyes.

He was in his dorm room, covered in semen. He let out a heavy sigh.

It had been a dream. An incredible dream. How was he going to remove her from his mind after that? He could almost taste her on his tongue.

“Goddess why? What are you doing to me”?

Now he needed to make that dream a reality. She had been perfect. Damn! He had been perfect for that matter. He would never have thought before of making sure someone who had come to him in the night was OK with him making love to her. He noted that. It felt important. Whenever it was his first time, whomever that might be with, he was going to make for damn sure that she was ready for him.

He looked at his phone. It was just after 5am. No use going to sleep now.

There was a gym just behind the music building. If he had been at home he would be getting up right now for sparring practice with the other teens in his pack. Best not to let himself get out of shape over the summer, and he needed to let off some steam anyway.

He cleaned himself up and pulled on a pair of boxer briefs and gym shorts. He opted for a red sleeveless t-shirt and threw on his Asics trainers. Grabbing a water bottle, he headed out the door and took off at a sprint for the gym.