Paging Dr. Vulcano

Chapter 19

Sal couldn't figure out where he was. He was at his bar, but he hadn't owned a bar in 10+ years. That's when Sal saw her, she walked over and grabbed his hand pulling him from behind the bar into the middle where there were several other couples dancing. She knew she had access to the music and put something on that suited her motives. Once she had her hands on him, she didn't care what others saw. She kissed him passionately, not caring in the slightest how forward she was. She had him moaning into the kiss as his hands went to her hips. She was dancing up against him as it took a very sexual turn.

Next thing he knew he was outside his apartment and his hands were now searching her. What's gotten into her? Sal thought. He looked down at his hands which were hugging her while holding onto her hands, and noticed the still single band on her left hand and the absence of one on his.

"Love, what are we doing? I thought we were waiting?" He asked her.

"Well yes, but no. I'm not opposed to showing my fiancé how much he means to me. He'll still have to wait until the wedding night for everything, but I can't take this long distance any longer."

Sal picked her up forcing her back into the wall as she moaned from the force of the action. That's when he started kissing down to his special spot on her neck that made her putty in his hands. He was getting more and more turned on and then she shifted her hips, grinding herself into his quickly growing member.

"Sal, this is about you and I'm not taking no for an answer" she said as she wiggled down from her elevated position. She composed herself, taking him by the hand as she pulled him upstairs into his room. He admired her from behind all the way up the stairs, sensing this would be a new favorite view of his.

"Well Love, you can do whatever you want." Sal finally said as she pushed him onto the bed. He was leaning back on his arms with his legs still draped over the side of the bed. That's when she took off her top and bra knowing full well that he was a boob guy over an ass man.

"No touching or moving or I'll stop. If you want something, you have to ask for permission. Got it?"

He nodded his head in understanding, still looking like a child who had just been told they were going to the candy store. She grabbed his waist pulling his shirt up to get access to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling his pants and Tommy John boxers off in one pull. She got down on her knees in front of him and slid her hand up Sal's thigh. "Looks like I have a good effect on you there Champ" Faith lightly chuckled, moving her hand over her new favorite part of him.

"You have no idea" Sal managed, getting more and more flustered. He leaned forward to maneuver towards Faith to try to reciprocate the favor, but his efforts were prevented.

"Noooo babe, this one's about you. Remember, you have to ask, baby." He returned his hands back to their spots, ready to witness whatever she wanted to do to him. Sal had done this before, but somehow, this time was like it was his first time. He opened his eyes when he felt her lick from the base to the tip. This was the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with. The woman who was ready to love him this way even though she had been through so much. Sal didn't know what he had done to deserve her. He was again brought back to reality when she started stroking while she admired the impressive length and girth. She pumped her hands over him, like she was memorizing every inch. She had him right where she wanted him, and by the look on Sal's face, she was doing something right. She knew she wanted to close the gap between them and licked her lips. She licked the back side again, knowing that the pleasurable torture was working. Sal couldn't remember ever being this hard and turned on ever before. He had her ready to take him fully in her mouth and he couldn't wait. Right as Sal was about to say something, she sunk her mouth down his shaft.