Eve

I couldn’t help the red heat that went to my cheeks. I wasn’t shy, I knew what he was here for. The look in his eyes left me no other option but to see it. I knew that I wanted him and that he wanted me, but the way he said things sometimes made me shiver inside. He had a way about him and I knew that he was capable of everything that he said he was. Stan could do things to my body that I hadn’t thought possible before.

“You have such a potty mouth Stan.”

“You like it.”

I did, and I didn’t like to admit it, but there was something about the roughness of Stan that I liked very much. I had to talk him into it, though it hadn’t taken very long at all to do so. He was hanging back because of Carl, but that didn’t seem to be a problem anymore. For some reason, Stan didn’t seem to mind all that much.

When he started to come towards me, I backed up from the look in his eyes. He always had this predatory look on his face and now was no different. I avoided the look he was giving me. I was not the aggressor this time and I shivered when he finally stopped in front of me. I looked up into his eyes finally and I felt the control that he had on me. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, but I couldn’t help it. Stan drew me in and I was unable to fight the gravitational pull. I tried, I really did, but there was no hope and I didn’t have the strength, or the will, to fight it any longer.

Our lips met, and I swear that a wave of his need came crashing over me. I could feel it in every touch of him on me. His hands pulled me closer and his whole body was suddenly around me. He literally overwhelmed the senses when he held me like this.

Stan pulled back and looked at my face like he wasn’t sure if I was real or not. There was something more than lust in them and I had to look away again because of the intensity.

“I really have missed you Eve. You have a way of getting in a man’s mind and not letting go.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Get in my mind?”

“No, let go? Why would I let go of you Stan? You’re perfect in so many ways.”

His kiss was more intense, and his tongue moved with mine as a promise of what was to come next. His kiss moved to my neck and I leaned my head to the side so that he would have pure access to all of me. Stan nibbled on the muscle running across my shoulders and I jumped from the touch. It felt good and sent shivers and wetness to my nether regions in response. I don’t know why, but I was unable to stop any of the stronger feelings that he was giving me. I wanted to temper my response, but I just simply couldn’t.

Stan pushed me down to the bed and quickly followed with his hard body covering every inch of me. I moaned as he pressed his hardness into me and the more I tried to fight the urge, the less able I was to function.

I was quickly begging for more and before I knew it, my hand was reaching in between our bodies and grabbing him hard. He growled at me and moved my hand with his own, reaching my arms over my head, making it so I couldn’t interfere.

“Keep these here. It’s my turn to do what I want.”

All I could do was agree because to disagree raised the risk of him not giving me what it was that I wanted. I needed him, badly and the more I tried to control my hands above my head as he slowly took in every inch of my body with his hands, the worse off I was. There was no way that I was going to be able to keep it together. Not when my body felt like this and I anticipated it so damn much. I needed him, badly.

“Please Stan. Don’t make me wait. It’s been a long week and I need you inside of me.”

“You made me rush last time and then I didn’t get to properly take care of you. I will not make the same mistake again. Nothing is going to distract me from what I am here for this time.”

He sounded determined and it was one hell of a thing to be determined about. I knew that I didn’t want to let him change his mind. I needed him, but I wouldn’t turn down some more touching and excitement. My body was already on fire, what was a little more heat?

Stan’s hands were magical and when they were on me I couldn’t think of anything else. I always wanted to feel as I did as his fingers stroked my heated skin and his mouth was whispering such nasty things into my ear. It was impossible to deny the electricity that flowed through me with the very thought of it all. The sensation itself was enough to leave me breathless.

The anticipation was way up, as way my senses and the part of me that knew that I wanted him inside of me. I was trying my best to let him tempt and tease me as he wanted to, but it was getting harder to not stop him or hurry him along.

I hadn’t moved my hands, in fear that he would stop or something as equally horrible as that. This time he had far more control than the last time and I wasn’t liking it at all. I liked when he couldn’t control himself, not when it was me that was losing it.

“Please Stan, I am ready enough. You don’t have to keep doing that. I’m already wet enough. Why don’t you feel. I’m soaking wet for you.”

His eyes darkened, and he moved up to kiss me before he slipped a finger against my wetness. Stan made a hissing sound and that was about as intoxicating as some of his naughtier words.

My plan worked because not but seconds later Stan was yanking off his clothes hastily. He was in control into the point he’d realized that I was dripping with need for him. There was no reason to get me going when I was already two seconds from tipping off anyways.

The finger that had investigated to begin with was back and pushing inside of me. His other hand was busy getting the rest of his clothes off and then his boxers. My eyes were closed after I saw the hard rod sticking out towards me. I knew what happened next and that was what I truly needed. All of this lead up was just that, the lead up. It was time for the main event and it started suddenly as he pressed and then dove deep inside of me in one fall push.

I cried out with the surprise and the pleasure. I’d been teetering for so long, only needing a tiny little push that I was two seconds into it and coming. The orgasm ripped through me and ripped through my system unexpectedly and it took my breath away. I held it for several moments, trying to make sense of everything and unable to do just that. I couldn’t think when my body was releasing all the pent-up stress that it had been carrying for a week. Stan made me feel good enough, he could have been my doctor, always knowing what it was that body was in desperate need of to make me feel better.

“Look at me Eve.”

I heard his words as if they were coming from the distance. The one measure of pleasure was over, and another was quickly on it’s way. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer before I was thrown into another wave of ecstasy.

“I can’t.”

“You can. Do it now or I won’t let you come again.”

That got my attention and it gave me what I needed to do as he said. My eyes met his and his were stormy, dark and a little scary. The dominance was back in them, mixed with this wildness that always made me a little wet.

“Your coming back with me Eve.”

“Back where?”

He hadn’t missed a beat and I couldn’t have this conversation right now, but he was going to make me. Every time I tried to close my eyes because I was so close to my end, he would remind me that he wasn’t finished yet.

“Back home to the states and hopefully back home. My home.”

I couldn’t think when he was rutting into me as he was, and I finally screamed out his name as I got us both a little wetter with my cum. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and neither could Stan. He blasted inside of me, holding me close as he filled me up.

“I’m not finished with you Eve.”

I just nodded my head and smiled at him. This was no time to be talking. I just wanted to close my eyes and rest while my heartrate went back down to normal and I could breathe right again.