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At Your Best- Aaliyah
He lifted my chin so that I would look at him. I think it was one of his favorite ways to get my attention. I leaned up to kiss him. He greeted my lips halfway.
Each kiss was soft and flowed in a rhythm.
His hands ran down my shoulders to my shirt. He unbuttoned each button one by one, taking his time. Then my pants. They fell to the floor with a soft thump.
I broke the rhythm to take off my shirt and underlayers.
He kissed my neck. Sliding a hand down to cup my left breast. Massaging and occasionally tugging at the nipple. I could feel my body tingling and my lower regions dampening. This man had power over me in the best way.
He made love wanting to satisfy both of us, not just himself. Sometimes focusing on me and not himself.
He tried to lay me back. I shook my head. Usually, I'd let him lead. This time I wanted to focus on him. He raised an eyebrow at my sudden change in position. I pulled him closer. Leaning next to his ear, I whispered, "Let me satisfy you first." A tingle went through his body, sending a shiver down mine.
I got on my knees in front of him.
He was fully erect and ready.
I looked up at him through my lashes to see his expression.
Perks of being an empath, I could feel his eagerness. I knew what he wanted as intensely as my own needs.
I slowly eased him into my mouth. A shiver went through him as restrained himself from forcing it all into my mouth. I braced myself by putting one hand on his thigh and used my other hand to hold his manhood in place. As I worked him, he let out soft moans. The sounds he made and the pleasure that ran through him made me want to please him more.
He grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pushed himself further into my mouth. I choked back a gag and took in as much as I could.
He was getting closer and closer to finishing. I wanted to see the pleasure on his face. Right before he came he pulled himself out. He helped me to my feet and led me to the bed. Leaning me on the edge, he sat me down, kissed me a few times, then made his way to my thighs. I leaned back on my elbows to watch him. He kissed them both a couple of times and gave me a quick glance before using his fingers to rub my opening. Finding my clit, he gently massaged it. I let out a pleased sigh and closed my eyes. He was magical. He gently rubbed back and forth from my opening to my clit. It felt great. I felt the soft brush of his beard as he put his lips to my sensitive spot. I let out a quiet moan. He lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
He took my moans as a sign to do more. He gently licked and sucked, sending waves of warm pleasure through my body. Each wave made me want him more.
He used his tongue and fingers to send my body into a frenzy. Each flick of his tongue pushed me towards finishing.
I edged closer and closer to that moment of bliss and he could tell. I looked at him, he locked eyes with me as he worked faster. I couldn't hold it together. I grabbed at the blankets for stability. As the moment arrived, I felt my body tense and then ease as it released the built-up sexual pressure.
He kept going until my body relaxed. I looked at him through half-lidded eyes.
My mind was foggy. He leaned down and kissed me. I could taste myself on his tongue. The amount of joy he felt from seeing me this way was unimaginable.
We gazed into each other's eyes as we let our minds and bodies gather themselves.
Even in the soft candlelight, I could see the love in his. I smiled at his soft and vulnerable gaze. I cupped the side of his face. He pulled my hand to his lips and kissed my palm.
"Your beard tickles." I whispered. His mouth twitched as if he would smile.
"Are we stopping here?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"No." He responded in a low whisper. He pushed himself up. I felt his member touch my entrance. "Goodness." I whispered. He rubbed himself against me. Covering himself in my fluids. He pressed gently, preparing me for what was to come.
I nodded, impatiently. He entered slowly. I let out a trembling sigh as tremors of intense pleasure flowed through me.
When he hit as far as he could go, he started the rhythmic in-and-out motion. It was glorious. I opened my senses so that I could feel as much as he felt.
"Kratos." I called out to him breathlessly. He sped up the rhythm as he knew the pattern of my body.
Whenever I had gotten comfortable enough to say his name once, he knew I was ready for more.
I gripped his arms for support as he sped up.
The sounds he made were intoxicating. Every grunt, every stifled moan, made my body crave more of him. I craved all of him.
Hearing his name escape my lips in a satisfied whisper, sent his body into a frenzied hunger. He craved to fill every crevice of me with him.
"Mmm. Faster, Kratos." He did as I said. As our bodies came closer and closer to finishing, he motioned for me to turn over. My hands and knees were on the bed and he was behind me standing on the edge.
He grabbed me by the hips and used more force. My body wanted more and more.
It felt like every time he almost satisfied the hunger in the pit of my stomach, it grew.
I could feel us finally ready to finish. His movements started to lose rhythm and became sporadic as he tried to not finish yet.
"Yes, Kratos." I called out to him one last time and it sent him over the edge.
As I reveled in the feeling of us coming together as one, I let his satisfaction mix with mine. It was euphoric.
We laid down. I cuddled up close to him, letting my mind drift off. I whispered, "I love you."
He did not say it, but he let me feel it. Somehow that was better than words. It felt genuine.
To be continued...
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