Sweeter Than Wine

Nocturnal Emissions - Part 3

"Anything, eh?" I say wiggling my eyebrows at him. Ritchie chuckles and looks down at me fondly before getting up and offering me a hand.

After he pulls his shorts back on, we head back out to the others. George sees me first, smiling gently at me.

"Ah, she returns!" John shouts, waving his arms as if he's a showman. "What am I, chopped liver?" Ritchie asks with a chuckle.

"Of course not, Ringo, but you're not the beautiful naked girl, now are ya?" John says taking hold of my hands.

Ringo rolls his eyes and strolls over to Paul, observing us from afar.

George moves behind me, brushing the hair from in front of my ear to whisper, "soon, my love. You'd better save some strength. You're going to need it."

I shiver at his words, and John tugs my hands, "well, we're off, see you lads in a better light soon."

John pulls me to the tent, once we're inside he smells deeply, "ahh, smells like you've been having a very good time in here, sweetheart."

I blush at his words, my mind flashing back to Paul and Ritchie. "Now it's my turn." He strokes a finger down my cheek gently, "I want nothing more than to help you, love..whatever you want, I'll do it."

I smile serenely at him, "I just want you. That's all. I don't need anything special as long as you're here."

He walks us backward until I bump into something soft and fall back with an 'oof' pulling John down with me.

"Where'd this bed come from?" I ask patting the soft foam beneath me, bewildered.

John taps his head, "up in here, love. Figured we'd upgrade to something nice and soft..."

I smile, "you're so considerate, Johnny boy. What ever shall we do on this bed?"

John stands up long enough to kick his shorts off before bouncing back into the middle of the bed.

He pulls me against him, snuggling close, and rubbing my arm lightly. "I'm happy just to be near you..."

I sigh happily, enjoying the relaxing pleasure of John's gentle touches. I close my eyes, stretching out my body and fully relaxing against John.

He expands his feather light touches to stretch across my stomach. Eventually he widens them to trace across my thighs and chest. Never paying too much attention to just one area.

I let out small sighs every so often, letting him know how great it feels.

"Are you relaxed baby?" John purrs in my ear. "Mmmmmm..." I hum, nodding slightly.

"Good...." He presses his lips to the corner of my mouth, his fingers tracing lower.

His fingers gently pull my leg up on his hip before lightly tracing them down the inside of my thigh.

He slowly pulls then back up, nearly brushing against my now dully aching clit.

My leg tightens on his hip, and I am now hyper-aware of his raging erection pressed up where my thigh meets my ass.