Dark Passions

13.

"I'm only beginning, my love..."

Derek's deep voice sent more shivers down Meredith's spine, as he parted her legs gently, and she could feel his breath on her. He feathered kisses across her inner thighs, just along the tops of her stockings - first one leg and then the other. His tongue caressed the delicate skin, feeling her trembling beneath his mouth. Meredith dug her fingers into the rich bedding, desperate for more. He teased and licked around her moistness, and she arched her hips up against him. Just when she thought she would go mad from the torment, he delved his tongue into her, tasting her juices. "Oh...oh.. " Her soft words of satisfaction were all he needed and he carefully parted her lips with his finger, pushing into her while he sucked at her clit.

Meredith nearly screamed at the combination of his fingers and his lips at her most sensitive spot. She rolled and bucked, lost in the darkness of the blindfold, her whole body focused on the delicious feeling in her core. She felt dizzy and aroused beyond belief, while he languorously tongued her clit with softer strokes, his fingers still driving into her.

His tongue flicked at the tip of her clit, so that it was almost torture for her. "Harder, Derek... oh please....harder..."

He paused for a moment to look at her. "Yes," he groaned, and bent to devour her again, deeper and more forcefully. His tongue curled around her clit, licking, circling, until she ground herself against him, losing control. All she could do was hang on and thrust her hips, matching the rhythm of his fingers and his mouth, and rub harder...

She came then, crying out his name over and over, as she thrashed against the bed. Her hair was a wild tangle around her face, as she moaned and whimpered in satisfaction. The pleasure washed over her in warm wave, spasms wrenching her as he continued to lick at her, not letting her go until she stopped shaking.

Then he was beside her, carefully removing the blindfold. Her wild moans had subsided to sighs, and she blinked, looking up at him. She put her hand up to brush back his rakishly tousled hair, running her fingers across his lips. He captured her hand and kissed her finger, and then took it in his mouth and sucked on her gently, erotically, before letting it go and lowering his mouth to hers.

His kiss was slow and sensual, and she wound herself around him, wanting to be even closer, his hands sliding through the thick strands of her hair.

Derek groaned against her lips, his own arousal at fever pitch now. Her hand strayed to the hard erection between them. "God...god..." he muttered, aching like never before. Her hands worked the buttons on his pants, finally freeing his cock into her fingers. Pleasure and want poured through him at her soft touch, and he ripped his waistcoat and shirt open impatiently. "Sit back for a moment, love," he murmured, moving away to throw his clothes to the floor. She moved up to her knees, her hair flowing around her face as she watched him return to the bed, his cock hard and proud in front of him.

He knelt before her, taking her into his arms, his cock sliding gently between her satiny soft folds, so wet and ready. They rocked together slowly, their bodies touching everywhere, his hands in her hair. The room was rich with the scents of the burning wood, the scented candles and the earthy aroma of their arousal. It was intense and heady, adding to his desire for her. Her skin was like hot satin against his.

"Now, temptress...I cannot wait any longer to be inside your sweet pussy," he murmured, pulling her backwards until she was sitting on top of him. His cock sprang up between them, and she moved over it. With a small moan, she sank down onto him, engulfing him as far as he would go.

"Yes," he groaned hotly. "Go slow - torture me, vixen."

Meredith gave him a soft smile, and rode him up and down in slow, exquisite movements, her head back. She felt like fiery heat surrounding him, raising to the tip of his cock, then sliding back down around him. Then she fell forward, her hair surrounding them in a perfumed cloud, as she took his nipple in her teeth. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she ground herself against him hard and slow. He responded by thrusting up into her, lifting her up with the force of it.