kind of happiness that can only come from two souls joining together?” He definitely knew how to weave a tale, and I couldn't help myself but to want him on top of me.
The warm sake was the perfect complement to the meal, and was more than enough to drop my inhibitions, almost to the point of throwing caution to the wind. “I want you.” I didn't even know where those words came from, but they had to be a byproduct of the warm sake currently swimming around in my veins.
“Be still my heart, and what are we waiting for.” He was courteous enough to pay for the bill, while I waited outside in the evening air for him to come out and join me. Again I got this feeling that there were eyes peering at me in the darkness, and that I wasn't truly alone. “I want you to know that what we are about to do means more to me than I could possibly say in words. Instead, I am going to let my actions speak louder than words, and I will not give up until you are spent and satisfied to the point of total exhaustion.” He made my legs quiver, and a shiver run down my spine with the implication of what he was saying. If he could truly give me that kind of immense bliss, then he would be the man that I thought he was and somebody that I could really see myself spending the rest of my life with. All thoughts of my husband were now replaced with a carnal desire to see Richard naked.
We ran down the hall, with him pulling me towards a destiny that was hard to resist. Pushing me against the door, he kissed me again, and then bit into the side of my neck. He was so manly and forceful that I felt like I was way out of my league. This wasn't going to end until we both gave each other the pleasure that neither one of us had been getting as of late. His tongue fluttered against my neck, and I could feel his hand behind me trying to grasp on the doorknob. I heard the telltale sliding of the card key slipping into the door, and then we stumbled into the love nest that was waiting for us.
I'm not exactly the take charge kind of girl, and luckily for me I didn't need to be. “You are wearing too many clothes.” Biting my lip with anticipation, I felt his fingers expertly undoing the buttons, and letting my blouse fall to the floor at our feet. I don't even know how he got my bra off, but then his lips were circling my nipples, pulling them away from my body with his teeth. I moaned, and thrusted my chest into his face, as we moved towards the king size bed in the middle of the room. “God, with each piece of clothing that comes off, I only yearn for you more.” His words were getting his point across, and his hands were making short work of the rest of my clothes.
Being down to only my skimpy black lace panties, I was now grasping for him, and pulling his shirt over his shoulders. His muscles were admirable, and something that I wouldn't expect to see under the clothes of a professor. I touched him, just to make sure that he was real, and then he pushed me onto the bed with one finger. Lifting my legs into the air, he extracted my panties and tossed them haphazardly into the air. They landed strewn over the lampshade, as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders.
Leaning on my elbows, I looked down to see that he was just looking at my sex, worshiping me with his eyes before he continued on the exploration of my body. His tongue started at my toes, moving slowly up past my knee and then into the inside of my thigh. I kind of regretted not taking this to the next level in the taxicab, but I at least had the opportunity to rectify that past mistake.
His tongue knew exactly what it was doing, as it set ablaze my body, touching me in ways that took me beyond the point of caring about anything besides my own pleasure. He wasn't exactly gentle, but being gentle was overrated, and I was enjoying the fact that he was taking me like a caveman. His hands gripped me tightly under my ass, digging his nails into the skin, while pushing me