Chapter Five
Eric waited at the threshold, feeling the breeze from the ocean tickle the hairs on his arms. It did nothing to quell the passion raging with intensity between the uprights. He stood there motionless watching the wind ruffle her dress and it lifted to reveal that her legs went to heaven and beyond.
“The view is everything you described and more. I’m not just talking about the landscape.” He lifted her with ease and heard her squeal with surprise and delight. Putting her over his shoulder, he could feel her playfully slap at his back in a vain attempt to get away. It wasn’t like she was fighting very hard.
“You are a brute and I don’t want you to be just another man that is going to let me down. We can stop this before it goes too far.” She wasn’t too proud to say that the feel of his hands was intensifying everything around her. The flash of the fireplace in the corner gave off a glow which satisfied her need for romance.
He deposited her on the bed and helped to pull back the sheets to what was going to become their love nest. This was highly unlike him. Eric could feel that he was no longer immune to a woman of her sophisticated charm and style.
He unbuttoned his shirt with the cool wind from outside keeping the temperature from boiling over. The fireplace gave off warmth which was in perfect contrast to what his back was feeling standing in profile.
“I want you to take off your pants slowly. We have all afternoon and I think that I can put off my other clients until later. It’s going to be worth it to see if you are everything you say you are.” He had her undivided attention and the look of pure unadulterated lust on her face wasn’t something that she could hide easily.
“I like the way you think. Do you think that it would be inappropriate to give you a lap dance? I know primarily women are usually in a position to do that, but I feel empowered to show you something different.” He was fiddling with a multitude of buttons on the remote control.
He finally found a soft number and he decided to show her the many hours he had endured at his parents’ request. When his friends were throwing the ball, he was being taught the finer points in various forms of dancing. He might’ve been a white man, but he knew how to move his body to the music playing over the speakers in the bedroom.
“Be still my heart and it appears that I have lucked out with someone that knows how to dance,” Claire said. “They say you learn a lot about a man from the way they can handle themselves on the dance floor. I get this feeling I have no idea what I have gotten myself into.” She was fixated on a certain part of his anatomy and was tempted to grab onto the stick of dynamite unfurling down the left side of his leg.
“I cursed my parents for making me take lessons, but I do believe that I owe them a sincere apology.” The feeling was unlike anything he had ever felt before and he wanted to bottle it to keep for those rainy days.
“I would say they did you a favor and not a lot of men know how to show that kind of sensuality,” she said. “A woman usually judges a man in the first couple of minutes when they meet them. I was mistaken in thinking that you were not worth my time. Your tenacious attitude was the only reason why I succumbed.”
“I like to think that I don’t give up easily without a good reason. I was willing to see this as a strictly professional understanding, but then you wore that dress. I don’t think I have to mention that all bets were off after I saw you in a compromising position of bending over in front of me.” He needed something deeper and couldn’t find that with his marriage of convenience.
Eric and Michelle were destined to unite the forces of their families. With their combined resources, they were practically capable of getting their hands on just about anything. It was a matter of power and playing with that kind of money could become addictive.
He was grinding on her knee and she could see the form of his package. She was trying to keep her hands to herself, but then she couldn’t imagine a better feeling than running her hands down over his naked chest.
“You’re one to talk and what you’re wearing made me weak in the knees. I don’t know if that was by design or completely unintentional on your part. It doesn’t matter and I’ve been itching to see what you have been packing.” She reached out and grabbed onto the waistband of his sky blue underwear. Pulling it down and unleashing the beast from within caused her to lose her breath momentarily.
“I think that one of us is wearing too many clothes and it’s not me.” He attacked her with a vengeance, tearing away the defense of her attire by unzipping it from the back.
“I do have some catching up to do. It looks like you’re going to have a hand in how fast I get out of my clothes.” Claire covered her breasts with her hands in mock modesty.
He slapped her hand away and marveled at the pointed tips of her nipples. They projected from her chest. He found that there was no way that he was going to prevent himself from grasping them with his teeth.
Without saying a word, he approached her, pinning her to the bed and looking down at his captive audience. Her naked body was on display and he couldn’t help but admire her youthful exuberance. There was no beating around the bush. His mouth found itself occupied by those nipples poking against the surface of his tongue.
“I have very… sensitive nipples.” Claire hugged his head to her chest letting him nurse on those hard pieces of candy.
She was grateful for having the forethought to adorn her nipples with cherry gloss. It made him ravenous and the sensation was traveling down to her lower extremities.
She felt the heavy presence of his shaft lying between her breasts with a trail of his excitement leaking from the top. She rubbed it into her skin and manhandled the long and imposing length of his manhood. It slid in between her breasts effortlessly. This was more erotic and the friction was enough to make her pussy sopping wet.
“I’ve never done this before and I hope I’m doing it right.” His inspiration came from her obvious endowment and it was like the very idea was calling his name.
“You’re doing…just fine and I think that I can make it better for you.” Claire leaned forward and used her two hands underneath her to prop herself up on the pillows.
Every time that he came out during one of his thrusts, she invited him into the scorching delight of her mouth.
Looking down on her, he found the man he had always wanted to be but never had the opportunity. This was the opening that he was looking for. Claire was a woman after his heart with a penchant for kinky perversions.
“I want you to deep throat me and I know that I’m asking a lot. I’ve never paid for it in my life and my wife is unable to give me what I want,” he said. “I should say she doesn’t want to give me what I want. I’m sure any woman is capable of doing it. They need to be willing to practice to make perfect. The gag reflex can be overcome. I’ve known a few girls in school during my youthful indiscretions that took the trophy.” He was valiantly making the effort to slow down the slow climb of his inevitable orgasm.
Her mouth was causing him some concern and the feeling superseded all the others who had come before.
This girl had an open mind and knew how to keep the boys guessing until the very end. It was something that she aspired to and went the extra mile to put a smile on a man’s face. It took some trial and error, but her technique was above reproach.
Claire felt a little differently about Eric and she couldn’t quite put her finger on what exactly made him give her those butterflies. She wasn’t just going through the motions and the forceful injection of his manhood caused her to anticipate what was coming.
“My cock has been yours from the moment that you laid eyes on me. I wish there was some way that you could feel what I’m feeling. Any man would kill to be in my position and I understand the green streak of jealousy running down their back.” His darkest day was behind him and the key to his salvation was in her oral expertise.
Looking up at him with her mouth full, Claire grabbed onto his globes and heard him grunt with what was going to be a mind numbing experience. It happened and she was prepared for the onslaught of his cream exploding from the tip.
He was bucking wildly against her face. He was seeing that she was equipped to handle the volume of his boiling seed. The feeling of her swallowing and watching her face light up during the exchange of bodily fluids was making him wonder how he had found a woman such as Claire.
Watching his face turn into a mask of euphoria was putting her at ease. It was a matter of not panicking during the hungry release of his passion. She was able to calmly control the flood from overwhelming her. Swallowing wasn’t her favorite thing, but she did enjoy the aftertaste of some kind fruity component in his offering.
It was all about his diet and she could almost imagine the way that he would turn up his nose at the daily smoothie he had in the morning. The added bonus of tasting delicious made her susceptible to his advances to do it again.
“I don’t really know what to say. I’m sure other guys have been able to vocalize a response to what you just did. I watched you and I could literally feel your enthusiasm,” he said. “There was nothing about your performance that was fake including the way you moaned in orgasm from just going down on me.” He had never met a woman able to get off from just orally devouring a man.
“I can see that you are not down for the count, but I think that we should abstain. I know how it sounds and I just got finished telling you how much I desire to be with you. I want to make sure to leave you wanting something more and the only way to do that is to withstand some time apart,” she said. “You can call me day or night. I do have to stress the importance of making an offer quickly on this place. It won’t remain a hidden gem for long.” How she was able to think straight and give him this information was beyond her.
“Give me a couple of days and I will get back to you with my decision one way or the other,” he said. “I will be thinking about you and admittedly, it will be nasty thoughts where you are spent and lying in a puddle of your own sweat. I’m going to have you and it’s only a matter of when.” He was sitting on the edge of the bed, shaking and looking down at his fingers to recognize the effect she had on him.
“I’ll be by the phone waiting for your call. Don’t take too long and I would hate for you to lose out on this wonderful investment. We both know the resale value of this property will triple over a few years. Take advantage of your good fortune while it’s still in reaching distance.” She was putting her dress back on and glanced over her shoulder to see that she was a subject of his eager eyes.