Distant Myles (4 page)

I am in my own world, only now realizing that he has brought his hands forward, sweeping my hair from around my face. I look up and stare into his eyes. He is watching me blow him and I love it. Bringing my right hand back up and wrapping it around him, stroking him up and down, sucking and licking while continuing to keep eye contact.

He breaks contact with my mouth for a brief moment and says “No hands.” I lower my hands, resting them on his thighs, while he guides his cock back into my mouth. Sheathing my teeth, I wrap my lips back around him and let him take control.

He keeps a slow and steady pace. Trying to control what I know he wants to take. Not going in too far, but just far enough. “That’s it, just like that. God, Amelia, your mouth feels amazing.” I smile inwardly because, even though he doesn’t know it, he just gave me a boost of confidence that I desperately needed. I am so turned on and excited from sucking his cock that I actually think I could come just from pleasing him.

“God, I don’t want to come in your mouth, but if I don’t stop you, that’s exactly what’s going to happen.” Myles says, releasing my head and taking a step back. Grabbing my shoulders, he brings me back to my feet, standing in front of him. He leans his head down and starts kissing me, his lips soft, yet firm. Deepening the kiss, he sweeps tongue across my bottom lip. I hear a moan and realize that it was me. I am completely and utterly lost in how I am feeling.

Breaking the kiss, Myles leans his forehead against mine while wrapping his arms around me, we just stand there for a few minutes, trying to get our ragged breaths under control.

Myles

“Amelia, are you sure you want to continue? I am just letting you know, that once I start touching you, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Yes, please, Myles. I need this. I
want
this.”

I had to ask. With the conversations we have had throughout the evening, I had to make sure she was ready for this. She told me she hasn’t been with anyone in three years. I don’t want to rush her. I don’t want her to feel like she is making a mistake. But, God, I really want her.

I know we have just met and we haven’t even spent a full 24 hours together, but I already feel like this could be something special. I have never felt this way about a woman before.

She is perfect. She is not small. She has curves in all the right places. I don’t want to have to worry about hurting her when she is beneath me. I can’t tell her what I am feeling already because it is just way to soon.
I shouldn’t be having these feelings for someone I just met.

Having my arms wrapped around her feels so good. I keep watching her face, watching her eyes for any type of uncertainty that she might have. I bring my hands up her back to her bra and slowly unclasp it. Running my fingers up her back to her shoulders, I slowly lower the straps, letting it fall down her arms. She takes it in her hands and tosses it to the floor.

“God, you have beautiful breasts. Your nipples are hard, begging for me to touch them.” I cup both breasts with my hands bringing them together. I lean down and take one nipple into my mouth, biting it slightly, then flicking my tongue over it to soothe it.

“Oh, God,” she says while reaching out and grabbing my head, getting a handful of hair in each hand, pulling me closer to her. Releasing her nipple, I run my tongue in the valley between her breasts, moving over to the other nipple to give it the same attention.

Releasing her nipple, I kiss and lick my way up her neck, stopping briefly in the crook of her neck to nuzzle and breathe in her amazing scent. Resting my hands on her hips, I walk her backwards a few steps until her legs hit the bed. She sits and backs up towards the middle of the bed then lays down, keeping one leg bent slightly at the knee.

I reach over to my nightstand, open the drawer and grab a foil packet. Ripping it open, I then slide it down my hard cock. Standing there for a minute allows me the time to calm down; if she were to touch me right now, I would blow my load in a matter of seconds like a damn teenager and I can’t have that.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” And she is. I have this goddess laying in my bed. Her blue eyes are on fire. Her beautiful long, red hair is fanned out behind her. I couldn’t have envisioned a more stunning creature if I tried — and she mine.
Mine!
Now that’s something I never thought I would say. I never thought I would meet
the one.

They say when you meet the person you are supposed to spend the rest of your life with you will know it; that it will hit you like a ton of bricks. Let me tell you, I was hit with a ton of bricks today. I know she is only here for a couple of weeks, but I have to convince her in these next two weeks that we are meant to be together. I can’t let her leave.

“Is something wrong, Myles?” Amelia asks,

raising herself up on her elbows, breaking me from my thoughts.

“No. Nothing is wrong. Just admiring the view.” Damn. How long have I been just standing here, looking at her, lost in my own thoughts?

“Well then, why don’t you come up here with me and we will have some more fun. I promise I won’t break,” she says with a beautiful smile that lights up the room.

God, I want her. She has no idea what she is doing to me. I slowly climb onto the bed and begin leaving a trail of kisses up her legs, nipping her hipbone. Then stopping at her belly button, I give it a little extra attention before I rise up on my knees and reach for her panties. Hooking my thumbs under the band, I start removing them, bringing them down past her apex. She lifts her hips to assist me then lowers herself back down to the bed. I slide them down her legs and toss them over my shoulder to join the clothes that are already piled on the floor.

H
oly shit!
I can’t believe what I am seeing. She is bare. Completely bare. I can see how wet she is. Her juices are covering her pussy lips, making her glisten.

“You like?” Amelia asks, smiling ear to ear.

I lower myself down on top of her, hip to hip, so my cock is resting between her wet folds. “I love it.” I lean down and start kissing her, starting out slow, then rock my hips into her, letting her feel what she is doing to me. Kissing along her jawline moving towards her ear, I stop briefly to nibble, and then flick her ear with my tongue. She’s gripping my hair again, squeezing tight, and I love it. Working my way back down her neck towards her breast, I lick and nip my way around each nipple, intentionally avoiding each bud.

Amelia is trying to move my head to where she wants it, arching her back trying to get me there, but I don’t budge.

Making my way down her abdomen, she spreads her legs wider, letting me know that she okay with what I am about to do. I nestle between her legs at her apex, wrapping one arm around each leg, pinning her in place.

“Myles.” I look up and smile. Her breathing is ragged. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly. She has a look of pure lust on her face.

“Has anyone ever eaten your pussy before, Amelia?” Her eyes enlarge and I can see her blush. I can tell she was not expecting that question to come out of my mouth.

“Once…but it wasn’t a very good experience,” she tells me while looking away.

“Amelia, look at me please. Whoever he was
didn’t have a clue on how to please a woman.

Hold on…I’m gonna rock your world,” I tell her with a wink and receive a small giggle in return. Before she can think of anything else, I dive in. I lick her from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clit. Her clit is so enlarged, which shows me how aroused she is. I pause and suck hard, flicking her clit with my tongue at the same time.

“Myles, Oh. My. God!” She says, trying to arch her hips up to my mouth. I tighten my grip, holding her down so I can continue to enjoy her sweet nectar. Her juices are flowing even more now. I cannot get enough.

“God, Amelia. You taste amazing!” I continue my journey with more flicking, licking and sucking. Bringing my hands down, I cup her sweet round ass in my hands. I lift her slightly, so I can insert my tongue into her honey hole, which causes her to thrash her head from side to side.

God, she tastes good. If there was a way to bottle this taste, I would be the richest man in the world. Bringing my right hand around, I run my index finger around the outside of her lips, spreading her juices. I slowly start to insert my finger into her opening. Man, she’s so tight. Her pussy is gripping my finger already. I can feel it pulsing around my finger.

I don’t want to hurt her, so I take my time. When I can feel her relax a bit, I insert another finger. Curling my fingers up, I search for her g-spot, watching for the slightest change to ensure that I hit the mark. “Oh!”
Bingo!
Massaging the spot I just found, I bring my thumb up and start rubbing her clit. I know she is close. I can feel her muscles tighten and grip my fingers again. I lean down and lick her clit, alternating between my thumb and my tongue.

“Myles, Oh God. Yes! I...I’m come…” And that’s the last I hear before she is bucking wildly. She is riding the wave and I let her ride it as long as it will carry her. Watching her come undone is
amazing. I could watch her come all day. I would
love
to make her come all day.

I remove my fingers and kiss her swollen lips. Working my way back up, I kiss her stomach, breasts, neck and finally, that sweet mouth of hers. She breaks the kiss and just looks at me.

“Your face is all shiny,” she says with that beautiful smile.

“Yes. It’s very wet and shiny,” I tell her with a small chuckle. There is a quick emotion that briefly crosses her face, but before I can tell what it is, it’s gone.

What she does next completely blows my mind. She reaches up and brings my face down to hers. Just when I    think she’s going to kiss me, it gets better. She starts licking my chin, licking around my mouth, sucking in my bottom lip, collecting
her
juices off my face.
Holy Shit!
If I didn’t think I could get any harder, she just proved me wrong. More blood rushes south and fills my cock even more.

“Are you ready?” I ask her, making sure this is what she wants.

“Yes, I’m ready. I need you inside me.” She says as she slides her hands down my shoulders, resting them on my biceps.

Amelia

What am I doing?
I don’t sleep with guys on the first date, yet here I am laying beneath this gorgeous man. God, I want him so bad. I want him buried so deep I can’t walk tomorrow.
What? Did I really just think that?
Now if feel like a slut. Yep, that’s me. I haven’t had sex in three years and I am calling myself a slut.

“Amelia…,” hearing my name brings me out of my thoughts.

“I’m fine Myles.” I say wiggling my eyebrows.

I feel him line his cock up with the entrance to my pussy. I try not to tense, but I can’t help it. He is watching me and must see my reaction. “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know. It’s just been…a while.” I say as I feel him starting to push the head in. Man, he’s big. I wonder if he is going to fit.
I stretch, don’t I?

He’s pushing in more, retreating and then repeating. He’s going in a little further each time. I am watching his face. He is gritting his teeth. I can tell he is trying to control his urge to just ram into me and I am thankful for that. It’s a tight fit, even I can tell that. I’m not dumb, just inexperienced.

“God, you’re so fucking tight. So wet…hot.” He says, lowering himself down to his elbows, bringing his lips to mine. He starts to kiss me slowly, tenderly. It’s different from his kisses earlier. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him closer to me.

My hips start to move on their own accord. It’s like they have a mind of their own, lifting, to bring him closer, further inside me.

He deepens the kiss, reaching inside my mouth with his tongue. I don’t want to disappoint, so I eagerly suck on his tongue, matching his rhythm of stroking inside me. With one more stroke, he’s fully inside me, and then he stops. I feel full — like, completely filled to the brim, full. I break the kiss and open my eyes to look at him.

“Just give me a minute, okay.” He says through gritted teeth.

I try to hold still, but I squeeze my internal muscles instead.

“Fuck! Don’t do that. I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.” He says with a little humor in his voice. He raises himself off his elbows so his hands are on either side of my head.

I do it again, twice in quick succession while I
smile up at him.

“Amelia, I’m serious. This is going to be over in 30 seconds or less if you do that again. I am begging you,
please
, just give me a minute.”

This is fun. I had no idea I could have this kind of power if put in the proper situation. I take mercy on him and stop squeezing him.

“Okay, I won’t do it again. Yet.” Trying not to laugh when I say that is hard.

If you can’t laugh and have fun during sex, what’s the point? Who said you have to be serious all the time? What fun is that?

I run my hands down his arms and back up over his shoulders. He tilts his head back, taking a couple of deep breaths, still trying to calm himself. Even though he is not moving, I am completely comfortable with just staying in this position for a bit. Just a little bit.

I love this. I never thought I would be in position. I mean, yes, I knew I would have sex again, but I mean to make another person so turned on that he has to stop in order to regain control. I smile to myself and pat myself on the back.