His Five Night Stand (14 page)

“You are so beautiful, so perfect, exactly the way you are,” he said, his blue eyes locking with mine.

We didn’t bother to set up the bed. Instead Theo dragged the whole mattress onto the floor and we fell upon each other. We rolled around the make-shift bed as I stripped off his clothes unsnapping the buttons of his black shirt. Then I straddled him, wrapping my legs around his jeans, his rising cock pushing up against me.

“Are you going to make love to me tonight?” I asked breathless, my fingers pulling on his belt. I couldn’t get him naked fast enough.

“But it’s only day two,” he said, flipping me over onto my back.

“Oh my God you and your rules!” I found myself laughing as I pulled his belt off and undid the buttons of his jeans, sliding them off like I had the night before. He wore a pair of black tight boxers that hugged his enormous bulge. My fingers played with the waistband.

“The rules are the rules, love.”

“So what happens day two?” I asked breathless and wanting him. “Please tell me we are both going to be naked tonight?”

He nodded slowly and I slid his underwear off, exposing his enormous cock. It was long and incredibly wide. I gasped thinking about it pushing inside me. I had never seen such a beautiful penis. I wanted to put it in my mouth. I wanted to feel it slide inside of me. I wanted him to fuck every part of my body.

“Night two, love. I explore you more.” he said, rolling onto his side and pressing up against me, his enormous cock pushing against my side. His mouth on my neck he moved down my body over my breasts his tongue playing with my nipples as he touched my clitoris. He had touched me the night before through the fabric of my panties, but now it was his fingers, his hot skin against my throbbing wetness.

“And remind me again why we wait?” I gasped.

“We wait until we can’t bear to wait any longer.”

“What if I can’t wait now?” I was shocked by my boldness. I was basically begging him to fuck me properly, not that I was complaining about these other games.

“Just enjoy this,” he said, moving his fingers in slow circles while he sucked on my tits. I felt my breath quickening. I was shocked by how quickly he got me going. His mouth moving to my belly, he started moving down.

“Wait. Where are you going?”

“I’m going to taste you,” he said, his mouth inching closer and closer.

“I don’t know,” I said, a nervous tightness seizing in my belly. “What if you don’t like it, what if you don’t enjoy . . .”

“Why wouldn’t I enjoy tasting you?”

“It makes me nervous,” I said, my body tightening as my self-consciousness beat out my desire. I felt like my mind had just pulled the breaks on my out of control body.

“Then breathe deeply and feel this,” He said, placing my hand on his cock. “You wonder if I like what I’m doing, just feel this.”

Then his mouth was on me again, I could feel his hardness pressing against me as he moved down my body nibbling and sucking. Then his hands were on my pussy spreading my lips wide, and his mouth was between my legs.

I gasped as a wave of pleasure moved through me. My head rolled back, mouth open, eyes closed. I felt him against me, his lips sucking on me, and his tongue probing me. I had never felt anything so intimate and so hot. Henry had gone down on me before, but I had always felt like it was hurried, obligatory, and very infrequent. Theo moved against me as if my pussy was the most delicious and sexy thing he’d ever tasted. He touched me as if he couldn’t control himself.

His tongue moved in circles against my clitoris the pressure increasing. His breathing steady, I could feel his cock against my leg, hard and throbbing. At times my mind would object with some worry. Did I taste good? Was I all right? And then I’d feel him moving with a frenzy, as if he couldn’t control himself. I felt a quickening deep in my core as he massaged me with his mouth and then I felt his fingers against me. He spread me wider pushing a single finger inside me, back and forth, in and out. He fucked me with his mouth and his fingers. Then I felt another finger slide into place, he moved slowly and he paused, his voice breathless. “This okay, love?” he asked.

“Yes, yes please, yes,” I said, eyes closed as he spread me wider sliding in and out, his mouth on my pussy, fingers fucking me deeper, harder. His fingers pressing against the sensitive spot right near my opening. I had never really been a big believer in a G spot, but I was pretty sure he had found it.

Then a third finger, I felt a fullness as he moved back and forth, faster, faster, he timed the thrusting with his mouth and I forgot that this was his mouth and finger, I imagined his enormous cock spreading me apart, I thought about my thighs opening up and the sides of my pussy expanding and dripping wet. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him deeper. I wanted more.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” I whispered the words coming out of me uncensored. “More baby, more, harder.”

He followed my instructions.

“Deeper.”

“Faster.”

And I wasn’t even aware of my body or the mechanics of what we were doing, I was only sexual energy and pleasure as waves of an orgasm rocked through me. I screamed, back arching as my body shook while he held me in place still sucking on me, his fingers still probing, the orgasm rocked on and on until he lifted his mouth and kissed me softly between the legs. The feeling of his lips made me shiver.

“Oh, my God,” I said, suddenly self-conscious again.

“You. Taste.” He moved up my body softly kissing me stopping on my breasts to suck. “You taste like sex.” Then he kissed me opening my mouth with his tongue and I tasted the salty spice of myself. It tasted raw and sexy and it made me want to fuck.

“I get your five nights,” I said, kissing his neck, my hands searching for his cock. “You tease me until I beg you to fuck me. Is that how this goes? What if I beg you now, what if I can’t stand it?”

He inhaled and rolled over onto his back when my hands found his cock. I moved up and down the shaft feeling the heat of him. “It’s not about that, love,” He said, his eyes closed. “This is about pleasure.”

“Taking it slow?” I laughed, and buried my face in his neck while I rubbed his cock up and down, faster and faster.

“This takes self-control,” he said. “Do you know how hard it is not to flip you over and take you right now?” He turned to his side, his blue eyes locking on mine.

“Why don’t you?”

“Because I want to explore every inch of you. I want you to remember that you are magnificent that you can come a thousand ways without my cock.”

“And with it?”

“Oh, you’ll come love,” he said. He moved my hand away from his hardness. “And then I will too.”

“Not until then?”

“You are jumping ahead,” he said. His fingers moving back to my pussy in slow circles. “Now let’s see what happens if we do this . . .”

His mouth on my nipple he sucked as he explored me with his fingers, this time right before I came, he slid his fingers inside me again his fingers hooking and pressing up against that sensitive spot, I could feel my pussy pulsing all around him, a heartbeat between my legs.

After I came again, he pulled me against his body and rested his head against me. “Can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Sure . . .” He sounded cautious.

“Why do you do this?”

“Do what?”

“Sleep with women, five nights only. Don’t you wonder what would happen if you stayed. I mean I’m not pressuring you but surely if five nights are good, wouldn’t six, or seven . . .”

“I’ve been with women longer,” he said.

“And?”

“I’m not made for commitment,” he said. “I tried it once. I can’t do it again. This keeps things simple.”

“Well, I know you’re good at it,” I said, feeling a heat again at the weight of his body beside me. I wanted to feel him underneath me, to ride his cock and slide up and down on it, I wanted so much more.

“Did she break your heart?” I asked cautiously.

“In a manner of speaking.”

“What does that mean?”

“She died,” he said.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, you didn’t do it.”

“Well, I can still be sorry.”

I could feel him pulling away from me, he rolled ever so slightly away and I felt as though I’d pushed too hard. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I struggle with the unknown so I ask questions, and these five nights with you, it’s pushing me in ways I’ve never experienced.”

“You seem experienced to me,” he said, his eyes lighting up again.

“Can I ask you something else?” I said. “I know you said it’s not until night five, but tonight, can I make you feel good, will you let me?”

His eyes sparkled. “There is one way.”

He rolled me over onto my back and straddled my belly. His fingers between my legs he opened me up, bending down to lick and nibble. I whimpered and moaned as he pressed against me harder, the sensation of his throbbing cock resting against my belly. Then he slid back and straddled my face, his cock and balls above me. I took the tip of his penis with my fingertips massaging the drop of cum at the top away. “You are so hard,” I gasped as he worked on my pussy, moving faster and faster.

I took him into my mouth the tip of his cock so large, I sucked back and forth wanting to make him wet, wanting him to think of fucking me as I slid him in and out while his tongue played with my clitoris. We got into a rhythm. I rocked my head back trying to get more of him into my mouth pushing deeper, harder, sucking more, faster, faster.

We moved together rocking back and forth, his lips sucking on my clitoris, his tongue pushing into me, my mouth opening up wider, wetter, I almost choked on his girth. Back and forth, in and out, I sucked harder faster until I felt his breath change a moan escaping his lips. Then his mouth on me, I arched my back pressing against him screaming and moaning as waves of an orgasm shook my body. His cock shuddering, he came all over my breasts until he collapsed against me shuddering.

We slept. We awoke late into the night, or early in the morning depending on your point of view. It was 5:00 a.m.

Theo leaned over and whispered in my ear. “I have to go, love,” he said. “Night two, you made me fall asleep in your arms. You are a rule breaker.”

“I don’t remember that rule,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Don’t go, not yet.”

“I have to work soon. I have to shower.”

I took his hand and placed it between my legs. “Shower with me.” I said, shocking myself. “Please, don’t leave.”

I heard him moan softly and he rolled on top of me, his mouth on mine, cock hardening as we kissed.

“Please,” I said between kisses.

“You are very persuasive,” he said, smiling as he stood and offered me his hand.

In the shower, the warm water poured over our bodies. We stood beneath the spray letting the water cover us, our bodies pressed together. His mouth against mine, he kissed me softly, sweetly even as he ran his fingers across my tits and down to my pussy. “You are going to make me late,” he said, grinning. Then dropping to his knees in front of me. He pulled the lips of my pussy apart, supporting my back with his hand, he scooted me towards the tiles. They felt cold against my back but I didn’t care. He used them as leverage to press against me harder and faster, his mouth fucking me as my legs grew weak. He reached up and pinched my tits with his finger tips and I came screaming as his tongue pushed inside me.

He held me shuddering and shaking against him. “I will remember the taste of you all day,” he said, kissing me.

I dropped to my knees. “And now you. I need this, I need to feel you.” I said, taking his cock with my hand, the other cradling his balls. He moaned and closed his eyes leaning against the wall, I turned and knelt before him so I could take him into my mouth the water covering us, warm and slick. I sucked on him harder and harder this time I was able to open my mouth wider, taking him deep into my throat. I relaxed and managed not to gag as I pulled him in deeper and deeper.

“Oh love, you are good, so good,” he said, his hand on my head he pushed into me, not too hard, just enough for me to know that he was close, then I felt him coming into my mouth with a shuddering and a shaking. I spit out into the water, letting it rinse through my mouth. He lifted me up by the hand and pulled me against him.

“That is against the rules,” he said, smiling and kissing my ear.

“What else is against the rules,” I said.

“Getting attached,” he kissed me fiercely this time lifting me up so I could straddle him. I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my throbbing pussy and could feel him thinking, considering as he moved me up and down, playing with how close we were. He was strong and it would take just a single tilt.

Water pouring over me, my pussy dripping, I ached for him. I felt the tip of his cock flirting with my pussy, my lips opening for him. I wanted him so badly but I knew this was recklessness. I was on the pill, but the pill wasn’t 100 percent and we had pieces of paper guaranteeing we were disease free, but we still barely knew each other. In that moment my want was stronger than my brain. I didn’t care and pushed myself against his tip, I could feel him begin to enter me. I moaned at the sensation of spreading open. And then he stopped.