Red Diamond Rocker

Red Diamond Rocker: Chapter 4

"Can I tell you a secret?" Sem whispered to her. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, so he could get better access. Lilyanne had been talking to the guy next to her. 

Since there was no way they were going to drink the 25 beers he had won with his spin, they had been making friends with folks at the bar.

Although he was never far from her eyes and thoughts, he had her full attention now. "Yes, you can."

Lilyanne took a sip of beer, while she waited for him to continue.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about how your lips would feel against mine since we met. I have to kiss you."

Lilyanne gasped at his boldness and turned her head towards him. His hand that was by her ear, slipped down to her jaw, holding her in place. He had a small smile on his lips. She had never met a man who so consistently told her exactly how he was feeling, so directly and honestly.

He gently pressed his lips to hers. Lilyanne liked the way his lips felt - soft and warm. He took charge of the pace and the tempo. He tasted woodsy and otherworldly. Lilyanne was lost in his kiss. His tongue pushed at her lips, asking for entrance. She sighed and let him pass. His tongue was gentle as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled away, slightly and dragged his lips across her cheek to her ear. Sucking lightly on her earlobe he whispered, "Let's get out of here."

Lilyanne nodded her assent. He paid the bartender while she said goodbye to their new friends. She felt his hand lightly land on her lower back, telling her it was time to leave. She was more than ready. That kiss had ignited her aflame.

They stumbled down the few stairs into the street, laughing. He pulled her against him, his lips landing on her laughing ones. Lilyanne had never felt so playful and adored.

"That kiss was just as good as I had imagined. And I've been thinking about it a lot this week. I couldn't get to Reykjavik soon enough."

He said the best things. She rewarded him with another brief kiss. Pulling away they turned down the street, heading back the way to her hotel. They laughed and chatted about the few quirky people they had met at the bar as they walked, hand in hand.

Lilyanne was telling Sem about the Icelander she had met who had a sex advice show when he turned to her suddenly and pushed her up against the wool clothing store they were passing. Unlike before, he kissed her passionately, pushing his tongue into her mouth and using his big hands to roam her body.

Lilyanne ran her hands through his hair and clasped them around his neck, pulling him even closer to her. He groaned into her mouth as she gently tugged the hairs at the nape of his neck.

He deepened the kiss, using his tongue to masterfully turn her on. Lilyanne couldn't remember the last time she had been so thoroughly kissed. European men had a passion to them that American men lacked. And Sem was obviously practiced at pleasing women.

As if he had read her mind, his hands began roaming down her body. He softly squeezed her breasts and running his fingers over the top of her bra. She pushed her breast into his hand, wanting more of his touch.

His fingers trailed down her sides and slipped under her shirt. His fingers left a trail of goosebumps as he made his way back to her bra. This time, he gave her more. His fingers slipped under the fabric and cupped her breast, running his thumb over her nipple. He wasn't in a hurry as he gently brought her nipple to a hardened peak.

Lilyanne had to stop kissing him to softly moan. She loved every touch and it had the added thrill they were doing this right in public.

Sem claimed her mouth again and now Lilyanne was so turned on that she had to to explore his body. She ran her hands over his pecs, his soft t-shirt that melded against the hard muscles underneath.