The One For Him

The One For Him ~ 5

I was in a trance. He stared at me intently with fire in his eyes and I couldn't look away. He was making me feel hottah, hottah and I had the sudden urge to kiss him again, desperately.

And like an answered prayer, he did.

He slowly lowered his soft lips to mine. I moaned as his lips touched mine for the second time that night.

At first, it was just a slow kiss then it started to get hot. He traced my lips with his tongue and started to have difficulty of breathing.

He clasped my face in his hands and deepened the kiss.

Oh dear!

His tongue devoured my mouth.

Mmm... And it feels so good.

My first french kiss and I didn't know how to respond at first but then I learned. He was such a great kisser.

Our tongues started to mate and it was such a wet kiss that I was so thirsty for more. The taste of him was intoxicating, it felt like I was having a hangover again. He made me dizzy with need that my knees almost buckled.

Finally, he let go of my face and started to embrace me. His hands were now on my hips and he pulled me against him. I felt his strong body against mine. His hardened chest, his muscular abs and 'that one'.

Oh yeah, this gorgeous guy needs me.

"I want you so much, Clarissa. Please don't leave me like this", he said those against my lips then he started kissing me torridly again.

I wanted to nod in agreement but he wouldn't let go of me. He hugged me tightly and I could almost feel his cock's pulsing against my pussy.

There! I said it.

Fuck! This guy made me act naughty all the time.

I couldn't seem to stop myself, I started to undulate my hips against him and I felt him getting bigger. This fiery sensation drove us wild.

Alex groaned. He took that as a yes. A permission from me.

He lifted me up as I gasped against his mouth. Our hot breaths mingled as he wrapped my legs around his waist. He continued kissing me passionately as he brought me over the blue velvet sofa.

He laid me there and started to undress himself. His muscles rippled as he took his polo shirt off. I observed him, mesmerized. He knelt before me on the floor. My skirt had slipped upward unintentionally and my lacy panties were showing and he couldn't seem to look away.

Underneath his clothes, this attractive man was more debonair. I waited for him patiently to jump at me but he didn't undress me. He just kneeled in front of me and just stared at me with his darkened hooded eyes full of desire.

"A-Alex?", I asked him, nervously.

"Have you done this before?"

I bit my lower lip shyly and looked down.

A mistake.

His jeans were almost full. I could see the tightness of his cock trying to escape the confinement of his pants.

Well, I can't let that go to waste, can I?

"N-no... b-but I want you to be my first."

I hurriedly said then looked at him bravely and saw him trying to make up his mind.

I started to be afraid he wouldn't say yes, so I gathered my courage and placed my small, trembling hand on his bulge.

"Please", I pleaded and gulped down my fear.