A Tantric Experience

Chapter 6 - Charli

Steve's mouth slams over mine and I forget how to breathe for a moment. His kiss is so hard, so forceful it's almost a little scary. Pulling my hand away from the bed I push my palm between us and, like I had that first night after he asked me to marry him, I pushed my palm against Steve's stomach. My touch is light but it doesn't need to be anything more. Steve's mouth moves from mine, his face held just above mine and he is panting.

Trying to remember some of the breathing Tomas had shown me I watch Steve taking slow even breaths. With my hand still trapped between us, I gently brush my stomach, my fingers working in a tight circle.

Slowly, his eyes forced on mine, Steve's breathing starts to slow and the most amazing smile comes over his face. When he leans to kiss me again it's gentler and so much better. It's like I can feel his love, kissing him back I try to send the feeling back to him.

Since I've known Steve he has changed the way I think, and most importantly feel, about sex. He has had me in every position possible, some I didn't even know I could do. As his oil-slicked body comes to rest over mine again I realize for the first time ever this is something new for him too.

Always so in control and sure of what is happening next, Steve is simply going with and respinding to the way his body feels.

Pulling my focus away from this internal debate I rock my hips up against Steve's when he pushes gently against me. Keeping his thrusts slow he shifts us further up the bed. His hands still surrounding my face, he kisses me again and again.

His hips flexing faster my orgasm builds once more. Even with Steve's considerable talents it still took me longer the second time, but not now. As I'm swept up I flex around his cock, pulling my muscles in tight. The sound he makes is somewhere between a groan and a plea for help. Instead of slowing him down, however, he picks up speed.

"Yesss baby girlllllllll...do that...ahhhh...againnnn!"

His eyes holding mine I tighten around him. That feeling of oneness comes over me again. It's like I'm pulled into Steve's body, air rushing from my mouth into his, his gaze totally focused on mine. I can feel him.

It's not that I can't normally. When we have sex, Steve's body, even if we are hardly touching, always seems to surround me. But this feels different, better. His body, his breathing, everything is focused totally on me. Instead of being sucked under by this I pull the feeling deep inside me. His body calling to mine and I'm helpless but to answer.

Thinking my orgasm had passed I groan, the air shooting from my lungs. Where I was the calm one only a few seconds ago, Steve is now more in control as I spiral into the ecstasy. Pushing into me, his hips lifting mine from the bed, changing his angle I groan again.

"Oohhh...yes..yes...right..." Tucking one hand under my ass Steve pounds faster. With the change in position, his cock drives deeper, hitting nerve endings I didn't know existed. I have no need to find and rub my clit, no need to move whatsoever apart from my need to wrap my legs tighter around his hips ...