Bella's Babe

9)Wine Colored Lips Part III

Previously

She leaned back away from me and smirked, shaking her head. "I'm not done dancing," she said.

I considered offering to do it right there in the middle of the bar while she danced; at that moment, I didn't care where we were, I just wanted to indulge every fantasy that she was inspiring in my mind. Instead, I brought my lips down to her collarbone, exposed by her low-cut dress, and traced it with my tongue, willing her to be as affected as I was. Loving the way her skin tasted, I followed the neckline down into her cleavage with my tongue, then came back up the other side. I pressed open-mouthed kisses over her shoulder, finding my way back to her neck while my open palm moved the rest of the way down to the small of her back, where I stopped it and held her tightly against me. When my lips reached her ear, I asked if she was sure.

She tugged on my hair, pulling me back to look her in the face. "I said I wasn't done dancing," she said, but her voice was raspy and the fire in her eyes told me another story.

I shrugged. "Fine. We'll dance."

"Your pouting won't work on me, Beautiful," she said, her expression almost stern as she tapped my lower lip. "I always have my way. You'll learn patience if you want me to have my way with you."

Pulling my lip back in and deciding that I could tease just as much as she could, I turned in her arms so that my back was to her, never stopping the swaying of my hips. I leaned back into her, letting my back rest against her chest as I ground my ass against her. My arms rose up, pulling my own hair up so that my neck was exposed, and she responded just as I'd hoped she would, leaning in and teasing my neck with long, wet, open-mouthed kisses. I turned my head and looked back at her out of the corner of my lust-hooded eyes, letting my hands trail down the other side of my neck and graze over my chest.

Maria's hands came around my waist, fingers spread wide as she crossed them over my abs, the thumb of the top hand tracing the curve of my breasts while the pinky of the lower hand teased the bare skin just above the waistband of my jeans.

I was just about ready to beg when she stopped moving behind me. "Come home with me."

It wasn't really a question, but I didn't really need to be asked. I turned around, looked her in the eye, and smirked. "Let's go."

Riding back to Maria's house, fingertips were grazing thighs, steamy, lust-filled looks were shared from the corners of eyes, and wine-colored lips were licked with promise. As the temperature in the taxi rose, I found it harder and harder to keep my breathing steady and my hands off of the woman beside me.

We finally arrived at her house after what seemed like forever. She tossed a handful of bills at the driver and opened her door, taking my hand and pulling me out of the taxi behind her. She walked with purpose, and I watched the mouthwatering sway of her hips, as we made our way to the front door of her house.

It wasn't until I was waiting for her to locate her keys in her purse that I realized that, in all of our flirting and teasing at the bar, Maria and I had yet to actually kiss. I shook my head with disbelief. I was standing on this woman's doorstep, ready to go to bed with her, but we'd never kissed?

I was just about to start panicking when I head the click of the lock. Maria looked over her shoulder, her dark eyes piercing me as her eyebrow lifted, asking me if I was ready. I bit my lip nervously, wondering if I was. Maria took that as an invitation.

"Vamanos," she commanded, gripping my wrist and pulling me into the open door.

The door was barely closed behind us before I was pressed up against it, her hands pinning either wrist to the wood. Maria's body was covering mine, her full breasts flattened against my own. I shivered as she blew a hot breath over my ear.

"You've teased me all night, Beautiful," she whispered in a low, sultry voice. "I wanted to slip my fingers into you right there on the dance floor and see how long it would take before you screamed my name for everyone to hear."

I let loose a groan at her words and arched my back, pushing my body into hers. It was the only way that I could touch her with my hands pinned this way, and I was desperate to touch her. Understanding, she pressed her hips toward me, flattening me again against the door and then grinding herself into me.

Sucking in a hard gasp at the contact, I whispered a plea for more into the air.

Taking her lips away from my ear, Maria trailed them down my neck, goosebumps rising on my flesh with each centimeter she passed, until she reached the indentation where it met my collarbone. She stopped there and let her tongue trace the shape of the bone under the skin.

"I want to take you to my bed, Beautiful, show you all of the things I can do to your body, all of the ways that I can make you come. I wanted to claim you at the club...against the side of the DJ booth or laid out on top of the bar... Somewhere that everyone could watch you writhe with the pleasure I'd give you, so that they would all know that you are mine."

She ground her hips even harder against me as my whole body shuddered with need. I'd never been so aroused in my life.

"I waited, Beautiful. I waited until we were in my home. But now..." She covered the place that she'd licked moments before with her open lips and began to suck my sensitive skin. I moaned and struggled under her, wanting my hands released so that I could put them all over her, but she held me still. She finally pulled away from my neck and looked down at it with a smirk. "Now, even though I am the only one who will hear you moan my name, everyone will know that you are mine, Bella."

Oh yes, Maria. I most definitely am.

"Come upstairs with me, Beautiful. I will show you how I take care of mine."

Without a second's hesitation, I followed her up to her bedroom.

We entered a room with a king-sized wooden sleigh bed covered in a satin bedspread that was a perfect match to the color of her lipstick. She reached up and turned a dial on the wall, filling the room with a very soft light.

"Just enough," she purred. "Just enough to let me see you." She gave me a sultry look and gestured for me to enter the room.