GRACE

 

 

I knew drinking all that alcohol had been a bad idea. My brain was fuzzy with questions about where I was, or how I got there. I knew Markus wouldn’t do anything I wasn’t okay with, and I knew he wouldn’t force himself on me. I have wanted to do this with him forever. It seemed like I’d loved him my whole life.

I stretched my neck up to see where I was, and white walls and a multi-colored hotel comforter filled my eyes.

At the foot of the bed, Markus stood, his hands at his hips, and a smirk on his lips, with his pants unzipped, and his substantial cock before my eyes.

My eyes widened at the sight. I know it was supposed to fit, but I wonder if someone had lied.  His smirk got larger and I at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to smack that grin right off his face.

His pants finished their downward travel, along with his shoes and socks. Kneeling on the bed, he crawled up to where I laid and settled next to me on his side.

A hand lightly smoothed along my throat, to my collarbone, and finally to my chest. His lips touched mine in a sweet peck––once––twice.

My head swirled at the new emotions overtaking me.  Lust, joy, passion––though the passion was taking a front seat.

Moaning a soft breath, his seeking fingers found a nipple and began playing. His fingers pinching and rubbing through my clothes as he watched my face.

Lips kissed their way up my chest, to my throat, where he paid particular attention to the pulse points, teeth biting at the tender skin.

My chin was next on his list, as he bypassed my lips. I sucked in a breath when he kissed both cheekbones and my eyelids.

Markus held my head still, his hands on my cheeks, as he stared into my bemused eyes. There was a streak of bright light that drew our eyes to one another. Our spirits touched. I always thought soul mates were a bunch of hookey, but maybe I was wrong.

Our lips touched in a sweet, soft kiss. Then, as though he were a man starved of water, he pressed his lips onto mine, hard–––demanding everything from me.

I knew, by the force he was using, they would be bruised. It was as if he could never get enough from me.  He had to take it all.

I opened my mouth to him, my lips parting to let his tongue sweep inside. His tongue stroked against mine and began a dance of love.

The nerve endings on my body began to overload and I began to shiver in anticipation.  My hands began to stroke against his body, before suddenly halting in my actions.  His shirt was still on. I have to do something about that.

Sliding his shirt from his broad shoulders, down his bulging biceps, he released me enough to help me shrug the shirt off. Arching a brow at me, he looked at my dress and then at me.

Getting the message, I maneuvered my body enough to allow me to slip the dress up and off, leaving me in only my bra and thong.

Hearing a hiss of breath, I lost my smile when I turned to see his face tighten. Markus’ eyes narrowed at the sight of my hand reaching for his long cock. I had read steamy romances; I knew what to do with it––kinda.

I began a slow, steady up and down glide from base to swollen tip, watching his face for any reaction.

Taking a deep breath in, his chest would rise and suddenly hold steady. His hands fisted for a moment, as the muscles in his face and arms tightened.

Pumping harder and faster, up and down, I knew I was doing it right by all the shouts of, ‘Yeah, baby––that’s it, bella.’

Trying for something more, I lowered my head and touched my tongue to the tip. He moaned so painfully loud that I drew back in alarm.

“What did I do wrong?” my voice went high at my question.

“Nothing, bella,” he said soothingly.  “You did everything perfectly––too perfect. I thought I was going to cum right then.”

Empowered by his comments, I went right back to the blowjob I had begun.

Leaning back down, I touched my lips around his dick, taking the head into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the crown before taking a bit more of him deeper, his sounds of passion and delight encouraging me to take more of him into my mouth. He gently placed his hands on the back of my head, petting my long hair, as my hands moved to his butt, pulling him closer as I bobbed my head on him.

Grasping his balls in one hand, I held the base of his cock with the other, taking as much of them into my mouth as I could, sucking and licking along their soft edges.  His increased breathing let me know he was becoming more aroused from my sucking gently on his balls.

Rolling his balls gently in one hand, I tried to take as much of his dick down my throat as I could. I surprised myself when he hit the back of my throat.  While my mouth encased his length, my tongue licked along his shaft and the head until I had nowhere else to go.

After a moment, he gently pulled me back by my hair.  Licking my lips, I pouted.

“You were so perfect, bella, but it’s my turn now. I want this to be so spectacular for your first time. Now lie back.”

I did as he asked, nervously waiting. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but I couldn’t help but wonder what was next?

Markus grabbed my ankles, spreading my legs wide. I giggled nervously, as he looked up quickly in surprise. I shrugged as I placed a hand over my mouth.

He smiled. Pulling the thong down and off my legs, he tossed it onto the floor. I could feel the wetness emanating from between my legs.

Licking his lips, he lowered his body to my spread thighs. Boy, am I glad I had that area waxed the other day.

Markus slowly kissed his way up the inside of one thigh, lingering just a bit when he reached the apex of the other. Spreading my lips wide, he breathed a long breath onto my clit, sending chills through me from sensation.

One long lick from my vagina to my clit practically had me bouncing off the bed. Another lick.  I closed my eyes, moaning at the sensations overtaking me.

Keeping me on edge, he avoided my clit while he paid attention to my outer lips. He licked and nibbled as I tossed my head from side to side, until he finally placed his tongue against my clit and hummed his delight.

Sucking the bud into his mouth, his tongue lashed against it as he pressed down. I screamed as the orgasm overtook me, my panting turning to sobs as the sensations made my emotions overload.

Taking me into his arms, Markus soothed me as I slowly came down and my heart rate finally slowed.

“Do you want to continue? We can do more another day,” he was so solicitous it made me love him a little more.

I shook my head in the negative––still so overcome I couldn’t speak.

He reached over, taking both breasts into his hands, he rolled the nipples between his fingers. Massaging both breasts gently, he grasped them into his hands, pushing them together, and took my nipples into his mouth. The sensation of his warm, wet mouth sucking both of them made me shudder as I came again.

Markus took me into his arms, murmuring sweet nothings into my ears, as his hand swept from the top of my head to the swell above my buttocks, over and over until my breaths slowly calmed.

Cuddling closer into his arms, his warmth surrounding me, I wanted to stay there forever––except I wanted him to continue with my seduction.