A night of action

I stood still for a moment and heard Dave move behind me. My nerves stood on alert as I waited for his next move.

'We have one free hour in front of us, we can do nothing but wait,' I said fidgeting nervously.

'Yes, but there are different ways of waiting,' Dave said, moving to lock the door.

'Umm, such as?' I watched him walk closer to me step by step. My senses picked on new notes in his perfume. On top of the citrus scent of his shower gel, I picked on a more musky scent, that of his body. I could hear his breaths quicken, matching mine in cadence.

'We could sit and twiddle our thumbs,' he said, reaching out to hold my right hand. He then proceeded to slip my thumb in his mouth and sucked gently on it. The feeling was simply electrifying as I felt a jolt.

'Or?'

'Or we could watch a show on television.' Saying that he released my thumb and blew gently on it. He then cupped my cheeks so gently as if I was a fragile and delicate creature and placed a kiss on each of my eyelid.

'Or?'

'Or we could be having a tour around the back garden? Can't you smell the roses from here?' I could smell them, and I could also feel him trace my eyebrows with the tip of his finger. He then moved to the tip of my nose, where he planted another soft kiss.

'Or?'

'Or we could fill this belly of yours with some lunch.' His trailing finger went down my shoulders till the tip of my fingers before coming to rest on my belly near my belly button. He opened his hand with the fingers, stretching his little finger down my lower belly and his thumb reaching the underside of my breasts.

'Or?' I asked breathlessly.

'Or we could keep that little mouth of yours so busy that it would stop asking questions.' And he covered my lips with that greedy mouth of his. The sensations took over as he thrust his tongue inside my mouth and started caressing my tongue with his while still maintaining his lips pressed on mine. He cupped my cheeks and bent my head slightly to the side to gain better access to the recesses of my mouth. At the same time, his hands massaged the stiffness out of my shoulders and he then pressed me close to his body. We were perfectly aligned from chest to toe.

He let me come up for breath after some time and started nibbling his way to my left earlobe. He then moved to the side of my neck where he started planting open-mouth kisses. The combination of the wetness and warmth of his mouth was sending jolts straight to my core. At the same time, his busy hands were busy lifting the fabric of my shirt away from my midriff, exposing it to the open air. I clumsily tried to touch him as well and pushed my hands inside his shirt touching his chest with its fine spattering of hairs. He hissed as soon as my hands touched him, but it grew to a moan of pleasure as my hands reached upwards to touch his nipples which peaked to hard buds at the contact of my hands.

He then pulled his shirt off. My eyes twinkled at the sight of his chest, finely muscled and all creamy skin. I replaced the movement of the hands with my mouth, sprinkling soft, wet kisses all over his chest while my hands gently raked down his back. His corresponding moan told me that I was on the right track.

'Can I take your shirt off?' he asked and I could see the restraint he was using to not just tear it off. I liked the way he was making sure that I was fine with everything that was happening as he knew that I was inexperienced. I shyly nodded and in one swoop, my shirt was on the sofa behind us, reminding me that we were still in the living room. The contact of the air on my bare skin reminded me that I wasn't wearing a bra, Claudia and I didn't have the same size. Conscious of my nakedness, my first reaction was to cross my arms to try to cover my chest as much as I could.

'Don't,' Dave said. 'You're so beautiful.' And he gently pushed my hands away and reverently caressed the underside of my breasts with his hands. He trailed his fingers around my nipples, merely grazing its sides, but never touching it. It created an ache inside me and I wanted him to touch the hard buds. With wonder, I then saw him lower his head until his mouth was just a breath away from one of my nipples. With a flick of his tongue, he licked it before capturing it entirely in his mouth. He moved his hand to cover the other breast, teasing the other nipple. I had never known that one could get so much pleasure from touching the breast. The touch of his mouth kept sending little jolts to my core, building the pressure over there.

Dave then lifted to kiss me again and I could only hold to him for dear life as my legs had turned to jelly and it was hard to remain standing. His hand reached the waistband of my borrowed jeans which was slightly loose and he slipped it inside until he reached the edge of my panties. Anticipation built up and with a mixture of embarrassment and greed, I willed him to go futher and to touch that spot which ached for his touch and release that pent up pressure. With his free hand, he cupped my ass cheek pulling me closer to his body.

He heard me and I felt him smile against my lips. He inched his hand inside my panties and went lower until he reached the triangle of curls guarding my aching spot. He went further until I felt his index finger touch my clitoris. I felt a surge of pleasure so great that I moaned out loudly. He maintained the pressure and kept rubbing to and fro, sending even bigger waves of pleasure crashing down on me. I panted in rhythm to his touch and felt the pressure rising even more until with a last flick of his finger he sent my world crashing down and gave me my first orgasm ever. He captured my moan in his mouth and I leaned limply against him.

The vibration of his phone against my hip jarred me and I lifted my eyes to his. He pulled it out.

'Claudia will be here in 15 minutes.'

I was brought down to reality and looked at our dishevelled state. Dave's shaft seemed to be painfully straining against the zip of his pants. He had thought only of my pleasure and we didn't have time to take care of him. Reaching out to gently touch him there, I looked at him and promised, 'Later.'

We quickly wore our shirts again and I hoped that Claudia wouldn't notice how crumpled it was. Still tingling from the aftermath of my orgasm, I left Dave to take care of the living room while I rushed to the kitchen to heat up the lunch that Claudia had left. We had to take some energy before night came as it promised to be quite eventful.