A Beautiful Instrument

11: All Over Again

I lean forward a bit and put my hand on top of his. I start to guide him down the top of my thigh, drifting towards my center. He is staring into my eyes and leans forward to kiss me. Our mouths meet, hungry with want.

As we reach my dripping core, I arch myself firmly against his hand as I also apply pressure with my hand. His tongue pushes into my mouth as his fingers slide up and down my slit. As he sinks one finger into me, his thumb passes over my clit and I whimper against his mouth.

He pulls his head back to look me in the eyes as he curls his finger inside me and finds my clit again. "Is this what you wanted?"

"Yes, oh God, yes." I pant.

He slides a second finger inside me and strums my clit like it were a string. The electrifying jolts it sends through my entire body have me trembling as I fight to maintain some modicum of composure. My fingernails are digging into his hand while the other is gripping the couch cushion.

Jeremy coaxes my attention. "Look at me, Leigh."

My eyes flutter open to see his gorgeous face, flush with excitement from the effect he's having on me. He sinks his mouth down to the delicate skin of my neck, his beard scratching lightly. He trails up to my ear. "You don't have to be in control right now. Let me take care of you. Let me make you cum."

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming. Oh, Jeremy. Ahhhh!" My entire body is wracked with shudders as I cum forcefully from his touch. My breathing is ragged and my chest is heaving as I enjoy the convulsions between my legs.

Jeremy softly presses against my clit and I gasp, the bud extremely sensitive. He smiles and I turn my face to his. We kiss lazily for the next few minutes, his free hand stroking my hair while his other hand still plays with me gently.

He murmurs. "You're exquisite to watch in general, but as you came, that was something else entirely. We're going to be doing that a lot more in the future. And I think we need to share the bed tonight."

I'm blushing at his comment, but my head jerks up when he says we're sharing the bed. He laughs at my reaction. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to but you soaked through both your dress and the couch you were so wet."

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry." I push him away, closing my legs together, and running a hand through my hair, my cheeks burning with embarassment.

Jeremy chuckles. "Oh Leigh, don't you dare be ashamed. You are so damn sexy. Come here."

He pulls me over to him so I'm now kneeling next to him on the couch. He kisses me, one handle tangles into my hair while the other cups my ass and presses me firmly to his chest. I sneak my hands between us and trail my fingers over his smooth muscles, sliding down until I reach his waistband.

He pauses and stiffens. "You don't have to do that."

I can see his erection tenting below. I reach down and grip him firmly through his pants. He moans and I feel a tingle spread through me. I practically beg him. "But it's only fair. I got what I wanted, now let me give you what you want."

"You gave me what I wanted when you let me touch you." He says.

"Well if that was for you, then this is for me."I straddle one of his thighs and resume stroking him through his pants, leaning my body against him until he relents and lets his body relax into the back of the couch. I start to kiss his neck and collarbone and then trail my tongue over his pec. I circle around his nipple, letting my teeth graze the raised skin. He takes a shaky breath.

I work my way up to his ear, taking the lobe between my teeth and growling. "I want your cock in my mouth, but I need to ask you some questions first."