Val snorted and smacked her on the ass. Old man indeed. He may be ten years older than her, but she made him feel like a horny seventeen-year-old again. That wasn’t all she was making him feel, but it was all he was prepared to deal with.
With a quick jerk he shut off the water and lifted her out of the tub, the shampoo falling from her hand to the shower floor. She wanted to play? He was ready to play.
“Let me,” he said when she grabbed one of the towels he’d set out. He pulled it from her hand and dried her off with slow, gentle pats.
After squeezing the excess moisture from her hair, he gave himself a quick pat down and ushered her into the bedroom. There was a black bag on the foot of his bed and he remembered her dropping it in the hallway when she’d called him her “candy store”.
“What’s in there?” He’d bet money it was sex toys. His little playmate was nothing if not adventurous.
“That’s for me to know, and you to find out when I want you to.” She flashed a devilish grin and pointed to the bed. “Now, on your back, hands behind your head.”
“Didn’t we try this already?”
“Yes, but I got distracted. Now be quiet or I’ll have to gag you.”
He swallowed a chuckle and stretched out on the mattress. This was going to be more fun than he ever imagined.
Samair pulled a piece of black silk out of the bag and leaned over him. His heart raced and his chest got tight when she covered his eyes and tied the material behind his head. “They say when you lose one sense, all of the others senses get sharper.”
They were right. His groin tightened as he breathed in her clean scent, and the hair on his arms stood up at her closeness. She wasn’t touching him yet, but her could feel her, sense her. Then her mouth was on his. Nothing else touched, but tongues tangled and breath mingled, making his pulse skip.
Sliding her lips across his jaw and under his chin she nibbled her way down his neck to his collarbone, and then continued to his chest. He’d never realized just how sensitive his nipples were. She licked and bit at them, brushing her own against his belly, and he had to fist his hands to keep from grabbing her. The urge to throw her on her back and conduct some explorations of his own was a strong one.
But even stronger was the urge to give this woman another of her fantasies.
She wiggled her hips and shimmied her body slowly down his until his hard-on nestled between her breasts. Her weight shifted again, and soon her whole body dragged the length of his front. Christ, his blood pressure was picking up fast, and his dick was demanding attention. He couldn’t believe his body was so damn eager after two monstrous orgasms in the last hour.
The woman was magic.
A soft ripping sound reached him and then a gentle hum. Before he could worry about what she was going to do with a vibrator she touched his nipple with it and a shock went through his body and straight to his dick.
Samair’s delighted laugh washed over him and he did his best to lie still for her while she circled one nipple then the other. “It’s a little purse sized neck massager,” she said as she moved it over his collarbone and up to the soft spot behind his ear. He twitched and jerked his head away with a growl.
“Ohhh, you’re sensitive there, huh? Let’s see where else your hot spots are.”
His hands twitched and he laced them more firmly together. “I could show you where they are.”
“No. I want to find them on my own. Much more fun.”
Every hair on his body stood on end as she trailed the toy over his shoulder and down his rib cage. When she moved it over the crease of his thigh his body jerked again and a moan escaped.
“Ohh, another hot spot.”
Then she dipped her hand between his thighs and cupped his balls. The vibrations ripped through him and he shot up, grabbed her shoulders and flipped her onto her back.
Her soft body cushioned his and he found her mouth. Plunging his tongue between her lips he pinned her body to the mattress with his own. Her fingers speared into his hair and her legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust home.
She tugged his head up by his hair and he gasped.
“Stop!” Her chest was rising and falling beneath him, her pussy was hot and wet and clenching hungrily at his cock. It took every ounce of will power he had to freeze.
“Samair?”
Her hips rolled and he went a little deeper. “Wait,” she said.
“I am waiting, babe. You moved that time.” He sucked oxygen deep into his lungs and felt a trickle of sweat run down his cheek. He lifted a hand to take of the blindfold, but her hand on his stopped him.
“Keep the blindfold on, and do as I say. I’m still in charge.”
He could live with that.
He planted his hands on the mattress and rotated his hips. Her cunt spasmed and his cock throbbed. He pulled out, and sunk back in. She was so soft, so warm and slick. In…out. In…out. He established a slow steady rhythm.
“Oh yes,” she sighed. “That’s it. No coming until I say so.”
“You’re the boss.”
It was fine by him, now that he was inside her, he could last forever.
The gentle hum warned him a split second before she put the thing to his nipple again. Pleasure whipped through him, a groan escaped, and he thrust deeper, hard.
“My, my, you are sensitive aren’t you?” Samair’s voice held a note of awe that stroked his insides. “I can feel your cock jerk inside me when I do this.”
He ran a nightclub, women hit on him fairly often, and he had certainly heard dirty talk before. But for some reason, hearing it come from Samair made it so much more potent. She scraped the nails of one hand down his back, and the other played the vibe over his nipple and he concentrated on not coming as he worked his hips. He shifted his weight, angled in a little differently and heard her gasp.
He picked up speed with each stroke, going deeper, faster, harder. “Yes, that’s it,” she urged. A muffled thump and both of her hands on his back told him she’d gotten rid of the vibe.
“Closer, come down to me.” She pulled at him until he bent his elbows and her mouth was on his nipples.
He groaned as she went from one to the other, nibbling and sucking at him. Her hands traveled down his back and over his ass. Her nails dug in for minute then a sharp slap landed on one ass cheek. “Faster, Val. Harder. Make me come.”
Gritting his teeth, he buried his face in her neck and pumped his hips. Her scent filled his head, her words echoed in his ears and she bit his chest, muffling her scream as her body tensed and her cunt clamped down on him. Wet warmth massaged his cock and he let himself go, his own shout of satisfaction mixing with hers.
Val knew he should move. Roll off of Samair. But he didn’t. He just lay there, most of his weight on his elbows with his head buried in her neck and his body covering hers.
He wasn’t aware of how much time passed before she wiggled beneath him, but he took the hint and rolled to his back, keeping her with him as he drifted off to sleep.