Cherry Chapstick

Chapter Twenty Six

I lay down beside her on my side and stroked her leg. It was soft and clean shaven just like the juicy mound my hand crept towards. She shivered a bit as I cupped it but made no effort to move.

“I wish we could do this all the time.” I told her wistfully. Truth was, I was becoming a bit attached to her. Knowing she was married complicated the matter for me though so I didn’t go further with it.

She rolled over and studied me, an unreadable expression on her face. Laying her head on my chest she sighed and wrapped her arm around me.

Absentmindedly I began stroking her hair, running my fingers through the silky smooth strands.

“We pretty much do” she replied finally.

I felt that she knew what I meant but didn’t want to go further with the conversation. Often discussing a possible relationship or defining a type of relationship, complicated things. I also knew from experience that it could make someone run away instead of stay. I couldn’t do that. Not after having gotten used to her presence, even if it was for a brief time.

Sitting up, she hovered close to my face and smiled at me wickedly. My heart began to race.

“Are you ready for your turn?”

I smiled up at her and nodded. Leaning down she pressed her lips against mine and slowly tasted them. She ran her tongue across them and gently bit the lower lip. Rolling over on top of me, she kissed me harder, teasing my tongue with hers.

“Do you like that?” She asked suddenly stopping.

“I do.” I told her breathlessly.

Raising up, she let her hand trail down between my thighs as she began using her thumb to rub circles onto my c**t.

“Are you a good girl?” She asked, lust filling her voice.

“I am” I panted out.

“Tell me then.”

“I’m a good girl.”

She quickened her pace as she continued now leaning down whispering into my ear.

“Whose good girl are you?”

My mind raced as I felt myself coming closer to climax. My hips involuntarily raised up and down on the bed. The pressure building up was insane and I almost couldn’t stand it.

“I said, whose good girl are you?” She repeated, this time holding her thumb still, adding pressure as she did. The intensity was killing me and my eyes flew open.

“I’m your good girl!” I panted out.

She started circling again, first slowly then fast and back again. She was teasing me and I just needed her to get it over with already. My heart was pounding in its chest and I felt sweat popping out all over my body.

“This is my pussy.” She told me as she sped up even faster.

With my hips almost fully in the air now, I felt the throbbing and then pulsing release as I finally came. She kept going until I had to push her hand away, the now too sensitive spot unable to take it.

I lowered myself back onto the bed and breathed deeply. My heart was ready to pound out of my chest and my body was overheated. I felt incredibly relaxed and satisfied.

She lay her head on my chest once more and began to rub circles onto my n*****s with her tongue.

“Just as long as we’re clear that nobody else is going to touch you. I don’t want anyone to be able to bring you that type of pleasure.”

I nodded, completely ok with whatever she was saying.

Wait.. was she saying she only wanted me for herself?