Something in the Air

Something in the Air - Chapter 2

Emily

He possessively laid his hand on my lower back and led me to the elevator in the lobby. The warmth from his hand sent small electric shocks through my body as a pre-warning to what was coming.

The intro to New Order’s ”Blue Monday” was playing in the background on our short elevator ride. Vaughn stepped the rhythm with his right foot. I felt the excitement rise while we waited side by side in the filled-to-the-brim metal box. His thumb drew patterns on my back, and I shivered.

”Are you cold?” He whispered to me. I shook my head in a “No” and he nodded understanding exactly what I meant.

”After you.” The elevator pinged “Stop” on the 10th floor, without me noticing it.

”I’m right here in room 1004.” He slid the key card in the lock and held the door for me. Barely had it clicked close behind us and he had me against the wall. His mouth was close to mine and ready to attack. ”Please say you want this?”

”I want you, no doubt.” I closed the distance and kissed him. His lips were soft and warm against mine, and I slipped my tongue over his upper lip asking for permission to enter. His tongue hurridly found mine, and we tasted each other. A mixture of the sweetness of the red wine and desire’s desperation. My fingers fumbled frantically with his shirt buttons. It was impossible to concentrate while my mouth, face, and neck were under attack by his talented mouth kissing and licking his way down my body.

”Just rip,” he mumbled breathlessly. ”I’ve got more shirts … rip it.”

I grabbed hold of the lapels and ripped. The shirt buttons flew in the air and scattered to the floor, and finally, I could let my hands roam over his warm chest.

”f**k, you’ve got muscles, I didn’t know existed.”

He laughed at my bluntness.

”Well, a man’s got to stay in shape, I sit many hours on the job.” He shrugged as it was nothing.

”Your turn, I’ve got to see those fabulous t**s I’ve looked at all evening.”

”The entire evening?” I teased.

”Does it mean that you haven’t heard a word of what I’ve said and only had eyes for my breasts?” I flirted while I opened the buttons of my silk blouse.

”Sorry, baby, but I’m a breast man, and yours are f*****g spectacular.”

I’d taken off the shirt and was in my sheer red lace bra. My n*****s hard and breasts heavy, ready to be released. He slid his right hand to my back and deftly opened the clasp.

”Should your experience with bras concern me?” I asked while I slid the lingerie over my shoulder.

”You are unforgettable, and you know it, right?” He smiled crookedly at me. ”A woman with sass. Just my kind.”

I briefly pondered over his words, while his mouth had found my n****e. He licked the hard tip before sucking on it, and all rational thoughts evaporated.

”f*****g spectacular,” he whispered.

A shiver ran through my body. The sensation on my breast shot directly to my core. My panties were soaked, and I couldn’t wait to take them off.

He shifted side and gave the other breast the same loving attention, but didn’t neglect the first.

”Let’s move the party to the bed.” He popped out my n****e and carried me to the bed where he lay me down softly. He tossed his shirt aside and unfastened the belt buckle of his jeans. I scooted back in the pillows and relished in the show before me. f**k, he was incredible.

The jeans slid down a pair of muscular thighs and calves.

”Am I awake or am I dreaming?” I magically was able to utter. ”You are as carved in marble as Michelangelo’s David.”

He tossed his head back in deep laughter. “Your turn beautiful or should I call you Venus from Milo? Then we’re a better match.”

I locked my eyes with Vaughn’s as I slid down the skirt over my hips. He was muscular, but not buff, a couple of colorful tattoos covered his chest and biceps. A little funny and out of place, he didn’t exactly look like a bad boy I thought. But who did? Nowadays everyone had tattoos. My gaze ran down to his more than inviting V, that led me on to the bulge in his boxers. Precisely as my eyes landed on his erection, he pushed the shorts down. He read my mind, teased me and played with me. His c**k sprang free. If you could call a p***s beautiful, it was what it was. Long, straight and big. Not p**n movie unreasonable big but big enough that I licked my lips in anticipation.

”May I?” I crawled on all fours on the bed. ”He’s yours but loose the panties and let me have a look at your glistening wet p***y. I can smell you in the air, and you make me crazy with want.”

He held his hard c**k in his hand, while I slowly and seductively shimmied out of my panties. His eyes hooded with desire fell on my shaved p***y. I parted the outer lips with my left hand and let a finger circle around my c**t, dipped it in my juices farther down before I slowly returned and repeated the motion.

”Emily, you drive me insane. Let me taste you?” He pumped a few times up and down his throbbing d**k and readied himself between my legs. ”No, you’re not getting away with this. First, it’s my turn.” I pushed him back to a standing position. My lips were at the same height as his c**k that bobbed up and down foreseeing the fun.” My tongue licked the tip and the drops of pre-c*m.

”Uhmm, you taste so good.”

He let go of his c**k, and let his hand fall down his side. I held him at the base and took him deep into my throat as far as I could in one motion, licked my way back to the crown where I sucked the sensitive skin.

”You blow my freaking mind.” He groaned gravelly, ”Woman, you are FanFuckingTastic.”

His d**k was nestled deep in my throat, and he had his hands tangled in my hair.

”I need to f**k your mouth.”

I nodded with my mouth full of him. He picked up the pace and controlled me by my head.

”You make me f*****g crazy, you are amazing,” he said. ”But I don’t want to come like this. Not the first time.”

He pulled me up and kissed me with desire before laying me down gently on the duvet and spread my legs. I was still wearing my thigh high stockings and got high from seeing Vaughn’s head between my legs. His hands slid from my stomach to my breasts and rested his head on my inner thigh where I felt his warm breath. Right where I needed him.

”Are you ready to come, baby?” He asked. And I could only moan “YES.”