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Emily
The rest of the dinner went great. The situation regarding Martin was never discussed again. I was pleased with how comfortable Chad was engaging with Dad and Katharine. Martin had never interacted that easily with my family. I was so glad I ended that relationship and found the courage to start a new one with this wonderful guy.
When the bill was brought to the table, I realized I didn’t want to go home alone. I needed to figure out a discreet way to ask Chad to come home with me. I didn’t want to blurt it out in front of everyone at the table, even though I knew my dad wouldn’t care.
“Thank you again for everything. I think we better grab a cab. We have an early day tomorrow,” I told my folks and Greg.
“Of course, sweetheart,” dad said. “I’m glad you called us. You know, we’re always here for you no matter what.”
“I know, Daddy. Thank you.” We said our good-byes and left the restaurant. I asked the valet to get us a cab. Then I turned to Chad. “Please come home with me,” I said anxiously. This Martin situation really unnerved me.
“I was hoping to be invited,” he said playfully.
“I don’t want to be alone. More importantly, I want to be with you.”
Chad gave me the biggest smile. “Then let’s get going.”
It was a relatively quick cab ride, and I was so thankful to be home. I was upset and exhausted. All I wanted to do was to be held in Chad’s strong arms.
We walked into the penthouse, and I asked him if he wanted anything to drink. “Just water,” he said. I grabbed two water bottles and headed to the living room. “Need a shower?” he asked me with the most adorable smirk.
Although the memory of our shower escapade was wonderful, I had something else in mind. “If it’s OK with you, I’d like to skip the shower.” I felt much bolder when I was with this man, because he made me feel desired, which boosted my confidence. It was liberating.
He reached out to me and grabbed my hand. “Lead the way,” he said.
We walked into the bedroom. Even though we had been intimate, this was different. I was ready to make love with him. I wasn’t sure what to do first. I took my earrings off and set them on the dresser. I felt him approach me. He pushed my hair away from my neck and started to kiss me there. I got goose bumps everywhere. My neck was so sensitive. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he continued to kiss me. I put my arms over his and pulled him closer.
“I love when you touch me,” I told him.
He turned me around and cupped my face. “I love touching you,” he said. We started to explore each other’s mouths. When he sucked my tongue, I felt tingly sensations pass through my stomach and right between my legs. The more intense our kissing became, the more impassioned I felt. I found my hands roaming all over him. I touched his shoulders, then his back, and then his ass. Ahhh, what a beautiful ass. I never thought I could get turned on by a man’s ass before. Boy, was I wrong. Our breathing was getting labored, and I could feel how hard he was against my stomach. I needed so much more.
My hands found the way to the front of his shirt, and I started to undo his buttons. He decided to follow suit. I felt him untuck my blouse and slide his hands against my skin. His hands were strong and large. I loved how they covered half of my torso.
As I finished taking off his shirt, I felt the zipper on the back of my skirt open up. The skirt fell to the floor easily. I explored Chad’s chest as he started on the buttons of my blouse. He got it off quickly. I was standing there in a bra and panties. He looked at me with such desire. It was amazing how a simple look could elicit such strong feelings.
It felt very sexy to undress a man—this man. I needed to see all of him. I undid his belt as he continued to make love to my mouth. I got his zipper down and reached inside of his boxers. Holy crap, he had such a big, beautiful penis. I needed to see more. I reached to the sides of his pants and started to pull them down. It wasn’t as easy as I thought.
“Need some help?” he murmured in my mouth.
“Please,” I replied. I was feeling extremely impatient.
He stepped back and removed his pants, boxers and socks. His penis stood boldly in front of his body, and I couldn’t help but stare at it.
“Like what you see, angel?” he asked with an amusing chuckle.
“That would be an understatement. I never thought a man could look so sexy naked. You are so…wow!”
Chad laughed at me and kissed me hard and quick. “Well, you’re pretty wow too. Please, let me see the rest of you.”
He removed my bra and then slid my panties down. We were standing face to face completely naked against my dresser. The old Emily from a few weeks ago would have been mortified standing naked with a man. But for some reason, I’d never felt as beautiful or as sexual as I did at that very moment. Without hesitation he scooped me up and walked over to the bed. As he set me down, he was able to pull the covers back.
He set my head on the pillow and stared at me. “Where should I start?” It was a question he was most definitely asking himself. I knew I didn’t have any say on what he planned to do.
He started by hovering over me and kissing my mouth. He didn’t stay there very long. He leisurely worked his way to my breasts. I couldn’t stop the moaning sounds that were escaping from my lips if I tried. There was electricity everywhere our bodies connected. He moved down to my lower stomach as his hands began to massage my breasts. He was gentle and loving. This was the kind of foreplay I’d read in my romance novels and always dreamed about.
Before long his mouth was exactly where I was hoping it would end up. He nestled his body between my legs and started to lick me. It was too gentle; I needed so much more. I grabbed his head so he would apply more pressure.
“Always so eager, aren’t we?” he asked with a laugh.
“Yes…please,” I said. If he wanted me to beg, then I would beg. His gentle approach on my body was driving me insane. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this…frustrated,” I admitted to him.
“No worries, angel. I’ll make it worth the wait,” he promised.
At that moment he started to suck harder and with a purpose. I continued to pull his hair and dig my nails into his head. I was getting so close. It felt so good. I needed it to end, but I didn’t want it to. This was the best kind of frustration ever. This man was so talented. I didn’t think I could ever get enough. He used his fingers to penetrate me as he tickled and suckled on my clit. I was overcome with desire.
“Chad, oh my God, Chad!” I yelled as I came long and hard. It was the kind of orgasm that spread from my head to my toes. In fact, my feet went a little numb. That was new and delightfully unexpected. I’m sure all of the blood in my body was pooled between my legs. I didn’t know an orgasm could last so long or generate so much feeling in other parts of my body. “Thank you. Thank you so much. That was…I don’t even know what that was,” I said between my ragged breaths.
I heard him chuckle as he worked his way back up my body. He kissed me again, and I could taste my own scent. It was musky. The taste of my arousal elicited a whole new slew of feelings.
“I want to make love to you now, but I never asked if you’re on birth control or not,” he whispered in my ear.
“I am,” I told him.
“Do you want me to use a condom?” he asked. “I was checked after my last relationship, and I’m clean. I’ll do whatever you want, angel.”
I was glad someone was being responsible. My brain was in a state of euphoria that didn’t include any rational thought. “I want you inside of me. I don’t want you to use a condom if you’re OK with that. I just want you. Now.”
Without another word he repositioned his body and slowly entered me. I was glad he took his time. Even though I was warmed up, he was very large. In fact I thought he was nearly twice the size of what I was used to. It felt so amazing. I loved the feeling of fullness. Once he was all the way in, he started moving slowly.
“Lift your knees up, angel. I think you’ll like the angle of my hips against your body better that way,” he suggested.
I lifted my knees as close to my underarms as possible. I never was so grateful for being flexible before. He was right. That angle was so much better. His body rubbed against my clit with a lot more pressure this way. As we found our rhythm, he reached under my buttocks, which tilted my pelvis even higher. I couldn’t believe how a slight change in position could make the sensations even more intense.
I was experiencing new feelings everywhere. The primal lust I felt for this man was exponentially better than anything I could have dreamed about. I’d never known sex could be like this. I needed more. I needed it harder and faster. “Please Chad. Please,” I begged.
He picked up his speed and intensity. I could hear sounds coming out of my mouth that were nonsensical. “Oh God…oh God” was the only thing I could say that made any sense.
Chad was making the most seductive sounds as he sucked on my face and my neck. I didn’t realize that kissing could add so much eroticism to lovemaking. I couldn’t think of anything but the sounds and smells of this beautiful man. I knew I was going to come again, and it was going to be intense.
I could feel his body getting even more engorged inside of me, which I couldn’t believe, was even possible. It was such a fulfilling and intimate sensation. Who would have known the missionary position could be so hot? It had always been so unfulfilling in the past. I couldn’t wait another minute. I dug my heels into his ass and clawed my nails into his back. I held on to this man like my life depended on him.
“Now, baby. Come for me now,” he panted. And I did. I came loudly, and so did he. He put every ounce of his body weight into mine. He should have felt heavy on me, but he didn’t. I wanted to be smothered by his heat, weight and lust. The feelings of making love with this man were indescribable. It was erotic and intense and absolutely perfect.
Once our orgasms subsided, Chad altered his position so he wasn’t resting all of his weight on my body. He did make sure his penis stayed inside of me, which I really appreciated since I didn’t want our connection to end. When he was making love to me, he didn’t feel heavy. Now that we were done, I was more aware that he was quite a bit heavier then I was. Even that small act of consideration was a turn-on. Who was I kidding? Everything about this man was a turn-on.
I was rubbing up and down his back with one arm while the other arm rested above my head. I felt him grab that hand and hold it. That small gesture made me smile.
“What are you smiling about, angel?” he asked me.
There were so many things. Where to begin? “Hmm, let me see. I just had the most amazing sex of my life with the greatest guy I have ever met. I feel excited, depleted, and completely satisfied. Although I can’t wait to do that again, I’m exhausted, but I don’t want to sleep because I don’t want this moment to pass. How’s that for an answer?”
Chad smiled at me. “The most amazing, huh? My competitive spirit thinks that is a challenge. I think we’ll have to see if we can top that. Another time perhaps. You’re right. We should probably get some sleep.”
He pulled out of me slowly, and I pouted. I didn’t want the moment to end. He laughed and kissed me. “I could have stayed inside of you forever, angel, if it were humanly possible, but the unfortunate part of being a man is that we need some time to recover. Besides, I think we should get some rest. If you’re a good girl, I’ll try to give you another amazing round later on, OK?”
Damn, that sounded good to me. I smiled at him as he grabbed the covers and pulled them over the top of us. He put his arm around me, and I snuggled against his chest. He immediately began running his fingers along my arm and my back. I loved how affectionate and demonstrative he was. It made our lovemaking that much more special. Within minutes I was sound asleep. Chad was the ultimate sleeping pill.
My body was conditioned to wake up around five, since I liked to work out before classes. I knew I could get a much more satisfying workout with this beautiful creature lying next to me. When I first opened my eyes, I just watched him sleep. He was strong but gentle. Loving and intense. And beautiful. God, this man was beautiful. I couldn’t help exploring his body with my hands.
I looked at the clock. It was five thirty. There was plenty of time. It didn’t take long for me to reach below the covers and find what I was looking for. It was already hard. I looked at his face. His eyes were closed, but he must have been awake. I watched his expression as I stroked him. I swore I saw a smile on the corner of his mouth. As he got harder, I became more aroused. I really wanted to climb on top of him. I had never done that before, but that was what I wanted to do.
“Having fun?” he whispered, keeping his eyes closed.
“Sure am,” I told him. Oh, what the hell. I needed to follow my instincts.
I shimmied my body so I was lying on top of him. I found his mouth, and he responded eagerly. I could feel his erection pressing against my lower stomach. That was not where I wanted it. I felt clumsy trying to get him inside of me, but I also liked the feeling of control. I kept sucking on his mouth as I gently lowered my body onto his. Once he was mostly in, I rested my torso on top of his chest and began to kiss him with a sense of urgency.
Although I was getting incredibly aroused as I gyrated on top of him, it felt clumsy. Good, but clumsy. He must have sensed that I was having a difficult time finding a good rhythm. I felt him put his hands on my hips. He was strong enough to help me move up and down his shaft. The feeling was heady and erotic. We found a rhythm and continued the dance. At one point he bent his knees, which made our bodies rub even closer together.
“I like being on top,” I admitted to him.
“A first?” he asked.
“Yep.” I didn’t mind admitting my inexperience. I felt so safe with him. The little bit of talking was such an aphrodisiac for me. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and focused on all of the incredible feelings in my body.
“C’mon, baby, ride me. You’re doing an excellent job. I like you on top too.” That seductive voice and his encouraging words were all I needed. I bit his face as I found my release. My animalistic response must have been all he needed to find his release as well. He squeezed my ass and pulled my hips as close as humanly possible to his. I loved hearing him come. It made my orgasm that much more intense. I could totally get used to waking up every morning like this. Sex rocked.