Carmen’s day started like any other. She crawled out of bed to the sound of her alarm. After drifting to the kitchen for her juice and cereal, she made her way to the den. She sat at the desk, powered up her computer and tried to rub the sleep from her eyes. As she waited for the computer to boot, she lazily tapped her spoon on the dry cereal to push it beneath the milk.
Clicking through the emails, she mentally tabbed them in order of priority. Yeah, yeah... Next... Uh-huh... Nothing extremely urgent popped up. She spent the next 15 minutes replying to a select few she thought would appreciate a rapid response and decided to save the rest for later. Having taken care of that, she decided to step into the shower to prepare for her meeting before lunch.
The phone rang while Carmen was still shaving her legs in the shower. She could have picked it up, but she didn’t think anyone at work (if that’s who it was) would appreciate the noise of the shower in the background. A few minutes later, she heard the voicemail ringtone and guessed someone at work needed something from her.
After she exited the shower, she grabbed her phone and listened to her voicemail. “Carmen, its Rob.” the voice on the line said. “There’s a huge problem that affects the meeting before lunch. Give me a call as soon as you get this.”
Oh for crying out loud, not again... Rob was a very good worker, but he got a little frazzled sometimes. He may have had a few years seniority on her, but he just hadn’t developed the right skills to advance very quickly. He understood his limitations and thus, he was perfectly okay working beneath a recent college grad. Still, everything turned into a fire drill with him. She erased the voicemail and redialed him.
“Hi, Rob. What’s up?”
“Carmen! I’m glad you got back to me, we got a problem...”
Carmen quietly listened to Rob describe his situation and she slowly realized that this day wasn’t going to be the typical fire drill. Rob’s voice progressively became more panicked as she listened. She soaked it all in and realized Rob’s panic wasn’t completely unfounded.
Josh, you son of a bitch! Rob rattled through the problems which, honestly, were mostly superfluous to the main one: Josh. According to Rob, the report they were about to present, which Carmen had finished yesterday, was altered last night by ‘the son of a bitch’ and was now horribly incorrect. But, that wasn’t the worst of it. The client was one Carmen had cultivated all on her own. She had been talking to this man and his family for nearly a year, and now, it appeared as though Josh was making a move to steal the client away! Lastly, he was going to attempt to do it with another report she had written, but that he had stolen and altered to be completely incorrect.
Carmen seethed as she listened to Rob rattle on. Quickly, she started to work through a solution in her head. Finally cutting off Rob in mid-sentence, she told him, “Rob, Rob! All right, All right... Okay...” She formulated a plan in her head. “Okay, okay...” she continued to buy a few seconds of silence from Rob.
“All right,” she finally said with conviction, “You get to work pulling out the incorrect sheets of the reports that have been printed.”
“Uh-huh,” Rob anxiously agreed.
“Then,” she continued, “call George at the bank and tell him that the report he has in his email is wrong and to not enact those transactions. He’s always in early and if he’s not there yet, just leave him a voicemail to call you or me when he does get it. The transactions aren’t supposed to happen until tomorrow, anyway, but I don’t even want him putting anything into motion.”
“Okay.”
“After you call George, call their lawyer – ahhh, what’s his name???” Carmen snapped her fingers as she tried to remember the client’s attorney. “Uhhh, the guy over at Baker, Kolland and Baker...”
“Baker?” Rob guessed.
Pacing in her bathroom now, Carmen responded, “No, the attorney that’s always with him at the meetings. Short, squirrely-looking guy with the big glasses...”
“Oh, that Porter guy?”
“Yeah! That guy! Call him and tell him that the report was sent prematurely and to disregard it. Baker wouldn’t have it on his desk just yet because I know he hates to read electronic copies, so Porter will be able to stop it from ever reaching Baker until we fix it.”
“Got it.” Rob sounded more controlled and eager now that he had a list of directives he could handle.
“After you’re done with that, get into that report and start changing pages 3 through 6 since you worked on that before. I’ll be there in a few minutes and I’ll tackle the tougher parts. Oh! And tell Julie what’s going on and have her start on that one part in the middle of the report she worked on last week.”
“Okay,” Rob replied. “Uhm, and what about Josh?”
Carmen had to bite her tongue. Carefully measuring her words, she instructed Rob, “If he does call you back, tell him that there were some errors you discovered in the report and you’re taking care of them. I should be there before he shows up, so I’ll have to figure out a way to deal with him then.” Maybe I should just let him present the material as he altered it and in a few years it will all come crashing down upon him. ...No, that would take too long. The bastard deserves a far harsher and quicker punishment. Unfortunately, she would have to think of a proper revenge later.
“I’ll see you in a few,” she told him and hung up.
“The hair is gonna have to be an afterthought today,” she told herself as she ripped the towel off her head and began tearing through her make up...
Vincent checked his watch as he walked back to his car. Plenty of time...
His phone started ringing, so he had to shift the cellophane-wrapped roses to his opposite hand to reach the device. Pulling it out of his pocket, he saw that it was Phil calling him.
“Hey Phil,” he said. The casual greeting was actually code that let Phil know Vincent was able to talk freely and about business matters. If someone inappropriate, say, law enforcement, other Mafioso, or ordinary people who shouldn’t listen to confidential information were present, Vincent would have answered his phone in a different manner to let the caller know he was not alone.
“Good,” Phil said to him. “I just wanted to make sure you knew that I decided to invite the Abbates to the meeting.”
Vincent wondered what had caused the change, but knew better than to question Phil’s decision right away. “Okay,” he simply replied.
“So, next time you see that Abbate girl, if she says anything about it, you’re not surprised by it,” Phil explained.
“Gotcha, boss,” Vincent acknowledged. “Anything else?”
“Yeah, when you’re with her, see if you can’t get a read on that brother of hers. He’s been acting strange since Carmine kicked off and I don’t want him causing any trouble at this meeting if Joe decides to bring him.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Vincent replied. “The guy still isn’t too thrilled I’m seeing his sister, so it’s an easy topic to bring up.”
Vincent could hear Phil subtly chuckle through the phone. The brilliance of his decision to put one of his men on the Abbate girl paid off doubly when it drove a wedge between the siblings and really rattled the older Anthony. “Just let me know when you have something,” Phil instructed.
Vincent opened his car door after tucking the flowers under his arm. He tossed the package into the passenger seat and said to Phil, “I’ll probably have something for you tomorrow.”
A long 12 hours later, Carmen shut the door behind her and sloughed herself down on the couch.
“Fuck!” she groaned aloud when she hit the cushions. Josh had really screwed things up for her. All that hard work and face time spent with her potential client had disappeared with Josh’s misguided side-step. Despite her best efforts to head off Josh before his meeting with her prospect, Josh still went ahead with the meeting. Needless to say, the potential client was far from impressed. Carmen was able to stop the transfers Josh had put into motion, and she corrected the report. But, without another meeting, her work would be completely useless. Carmen had spent the rest of the day speaking to any manager that would hear her about the Josh’s behavior, yet it seemed as though Josh was all but untouchable. Even her calls to the potential client weren’t immediately returned. All around, it was a completely horrible day.
Fortunately, a few calls to Vincent helped throughout the day. She knew his work could certainly be stressful, but at the same time, he could work a very flexible schedule. He was almost always available to take her calls. Talking to him calmed her. When she was stressed out and called him, he was there with a joke, a few sincere words of encouragement, or just an ear ready to listen. She had never had such a supportive, attentive person in her life. Her parents were different and obviously had so much going on, so Vincent’s attention and backing was something completely different. She really enjoyed it. Simply dialing his number on her phone filled her with a sense of excitement and ease at the same time.
Still, she wasn’t able to get him to answer his phone the last couple times she called. I wonder where he disappeared to... She rolled on the couch and kicked off her shoes. Dismissing Vincent’s absence she stretched out and threw her legs up over the arms of the couch. Probably had his own fire to put out...
Carmen considered trying him one more time, but thought the better of it. The quick trip to the gym after leaving work helped work out the stress. A few extra sets and a faster pace on the treadmill could really clear the head. Of course, she knew full well she was going to be quite sore tomorrow.
With that in mind, she pulled herself up from the couch. Better move before I get stiff. Kicking her shoes to one side of the floor, she started peeling off her workout clothes as she walked down the hall of her apartment. She lifted one leg after the other peeling her socks off. They lay right where she dropped them. A t-shirt, a sports bra, even a hair tie playfully flicked at the wall littered the hallway to the bathroom. Leaving the door slightly ajar behind her, she peeled the remaining spandex shorts and thong from her hips as she warmed up the hot water in the shower.
She exited the shower feeling much more refreshed than when she entered. She toweled off and wrapped herself up in it. She took another towel and wiped the steam from the mirror when she noticed a strange smell. It was pleasant, but it wasn’t anything that she was using in the shower. Curious, she opened the door to the bathroom to investigate.
The hallway was dark, but she couldn’t remember having turned the lights on or having left them off. However, there was a strange glow emanating from her bedroom at the other end of the hall. The light from the bathroom also illuminated the floor where she noticed that the used gym clothes had been picked up and replaced with odd, round, flat objects. She bent down to pick one up and she realized what it was; a rose petal. The faint smell had to be the candles she had in her bedroom.
A smile crept across her face as she trotted down the hall to her bedroom following the trail of rose petals. She could feel the soft chill of the petals as she stepped on them and it just added to the chills of anticipation already running through her body. She poked her head around the corner of her bedroom doorway and saw the room lit up by her candles and a few more that weren’t hers. The floor of her room was covered in more rose petals which led to the bed, also coated in the tender pieces. However, the culprit of this elaborate set-up was nowhere to be seen.
She tip-toed into the room, barely able to contain her excitement. She reached the end of her bed when she heard something behind her. She spun around to see Vincent leaning in the doorway. He was dressed in a suit as he usually was, a dark, tailored piece adorned with a powder blue shirt and wearing the warmest, coy smile she could remember. He twirled a rose in his hands and said, “Hi, sweetheart.”
Suddenly, any remaining worries and stress from the day vanished. She leaned back against the bed, steadying herself with her hands on the mattress as he took a few steps out of the doorway.
“I’m sorry, I had to use all the others to mark your path,” he said as he slowly walked towards her. She just stood there and returned his smile. He stopped about a pace short of her and held out the rose, “For you, my dear.”
Carmen took the rose and brought it to her nose to give it a quick sniff. The cool, fresh scent smelled wonderful against the romantic backdrop that her bedroom had become. She looked up at him as the rose slowly lowered from her face.
Vincent reached out with both hands and rubbed her bare arms, “I’m sorry you had such a tough day.” With that, he leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips. His hands tightened on her upper arms and Carmen melted when their lips touched. He started to back away from her when she dropped the rose and wrapped her arms around his neck. She was so nearly overcome with happiness at this gesture that all she could muster was a weak “thank you” through her beaming smile. She squeezed him and buried her head in his chest while he wrapped her up with his arms and held her tight. They held this embrace for what felt like an eternity, but neither of them wanted to let go.
Not moving from her place in his arms, she mumbled, “So, what do you have planned now?”
He slowly backed away from her, breaking their embrace and said, “Don’t you worry, I’m here to make sure you’re relaxed.” He gave her a wink as he took her hand and started leading her to the side of the bed. He spun her slightly so that she was facing him and let go of her hand. He reached his hands up to the top of her towel and started to pull on the thick wrap covering her. She suddenly became aware that she was wearing nothing but the towel, and her skin immediately became decadently sensitive. She felt his fingers against her skin on her chest as he pulled at the towel. It separated and Vincent slowly slid the towel from her body, dropping it after it cleared her waist. The breeze caused by the falling towel hit her bare legs and nearly gave her goose bumps.
There she was, standing completely naked and feeling completely vulnerable in front of him. Yet, she felt so secure and filled with anticipation. It was an awesome mix of feelings. She couldn’t wait for whatever he had planned next.
Vincent and Carmen had been together for a while now, but he always loved seeing her naked. Those hours in the gym really showed, even though he doubted she ever needed it. Still, with her beautiful body before him all he could muster was a quick glance down and then it was straight back to her eyes. Those brown eyes could hold him captive for hours on end. He stared into them and just smiled. Caught up in the moment, he leaned in and gave her another kiss on the lips. He lingered for a second there and he felt her lips part. Taking the opportunity, he leaned in a little closer and kissed her more solidly as both of their lips parted and their tongues met.
He loved kissing Carmen, but he had to contain himself for now. After a few seconds he withdrew and winked at her. “We’ll continue that later,” he said as he took her hand again. “Now, just lay back and relax.”
Carmen sat on her bed and leaned back onto the petal-covered comforter. Vincent gently lifted her legs, swung them up onto the bed and rolled her over so she was lying on her stomach. He reached down under the nightstand and pulled up a bottle of her favorite body lotion. He had picked up a brand new bottle so he didn’t have to run to her bathroom for hers. He had also kept the bottle in his pocket on the way to her place in order to warm it up.
He removed his shoes then asked, “Would the Madame prefer clothes or no?”
Carmen looked up at him and smiled. “I think you can do without.” So, Vincent removed all of his clothes down to his boxer briefs. He then climbed up onto the bed with her.
Vincent straddled Carmen’s legs and said, “Now just relax”. He poured some lotion into his hands, rubbed them together and began smoothing the lotion onto Carmen’s soft skin. The warm lotion combined with his hands on her bare skin made every thought in her head simply disappear. His hands slid easily over her body with the warm lotion. As he worked his hands firmly on her shoulders, then down one arm and into her hand, her body completely relaxed under his. He worked his way down the other arm, taking care to gently smooth the lotion over every inch of her skin.
He slid down her legs a little as his hands worked down her back. She could feel his fingers press into her lower back and around to her sides. He slid even farther off her legs while he continued his massage over her buttocks. Vincent’s hands lingered here a little more than other places. Carmen smiled to herself since she knew Vincent’s favorite body part was her ass. She felt his hands firmly work the lotion into her buttocks and regardless of how erotic the whole encounter had been to this point, she began to feel something other than relaxation.
That feeling’s intensity increased as Vincent’s hands began to wander. He slid his hands between her legs in order to spread the lotion there. His fingers brushed the soft mound between her legs on more than one occasion and the sensation rippled through her like waves of energy. It was just the lightest touch, and not really intentional, but the whole atmosphere had gotten hold of her. He continued down her legs and gently massaged the lotion into her thighs and then calves. He even spent a good deal of time massaging the lotion into her feet and between her toes, taking care to firmly massage the soles of her feet. If there was any tension left in her body, it was forced out by his thumbs at that point.
While Carmen was dealing with the conflicting feelings in her body, relaxation and arousal, Vincent reached up and hooked his hand around her hip to turn her over on her back. The surprising touch to her hip caught her a little by surprise, causing a quiet gasp to escape her lips. But, she rolled over on her back and finally got to see Vincent at work.
Vincent scooted back up and sat beside her as he began to massage lotion into her neck and shoulders. He again worked down her arms and hands before he moved to her chest. Her breasts were exposed to him and he smiled slightly as he worked the lotion over them. She could feel him gently squeeze her as his hands rubbed her breasts. She even thought she felt a little extra circle of a finger on her nipples once or twice. But, Vincent didn’t linger long; he continued to massage down her bare stomach and abdomen.
By now, the massage had become more than a massage to Carmen. Vincent’s hands had been exploring every inch of her body and it was having more of a teasing effect than anything else. As Vincent’s hands massaged her breasts, she could feel herself becoming more and more aroused. The warmth grew between her legs. The intensity certainly wasn’t going to wane with his hands working closer and closer to there. And, Vincent definitely didn’t let up. His hands slowly delved lower and lower on her body where they eventually began pressing into her upper thighs, gently squeezing and slowly working to pull her legs apart.
The sensations in her body began to completely take over. His hands were that close to her opening, yet not directly touching it and it was driving her crazy. Her breathing had begun to increase and she could feel her pulse rate rise. There was a brief reprieve as Vincent drifted lower on her legs and worked to finish his massage. Once again, he continued down each leg, massaging the lotion into her skin.
Carmen had closed her eyes after Vincent had advanced below her breasts just to enjoy the sensation of his hands doing their work. His hands left her body for a moment, and she thought he was simply getting a fresh supply of lotion from the bottle as he had done numerous times during the massage. But, suddenly she felt his warm breath on the inside of her thigh. She kept her eyes closed, but a huge smile came across her face and a whimper escaped her mouth. She had been waiting for this part. The massage had finally progressed beyond just the relaxation stage...
Vincent noticed that his hands were doing a little more than relax, but he wasn’t about to shortchange her. Finished with the massage, he was more than eager to go a bit further. He planted his hands on each side of Carmen’s legs and lowered his mouth over her thighs. He exhaled slowly as his eyes took in the gorgeous body before him. He adored this woman and he thoroughly enjoyed making her happy. He had wanted to relax her from an extremely stressful day, and he knew he had accomplished that. Now, he wanted to make sure that the events of the day were the furthest things from her mind.
He slowly raised his head up her legs, taking care to let his breath caress her skin so she knew exactly where he was. Carmen started to move a little as his mouth moved higher on her body, and he could see her chest rising and falling at an increased rate. He grinned mischievously as he extended his tongue to touch her inner thigh. The contact made Carmen draw a sharp breath. The anticipation had her body crying for this.
Vincent traced his tongue slowly up her thigh, gently lingering on one leg and then alternately the other. Each pass was bringing him closer and closer to the goal. He could already begin feel her warmth as his face passed over her mound. Finally, his tongue reached out and lightly touched her soft lips; Carmen moaned in response. Vincent moved his hand between her legs and tried to spread them. Carmen gratefully obliged. Vincent lay down between her legs and positioned his mouth just above her.
He lowered his mouth and reached out again with his tongue. This time he traced lines on the outside of her lips to just tease her some more. Carmen began to move a bit more when Vincent decided that the teasing had been enough. He pressed his tongue between the soft lips, parting them. He could immediately feel the wetness and warmth that had built within her. He loved her taste and his soft moan communicated that to her. He began to work his tongue up and down between her open lips causing Carmen’s hips to gently move in concert with his motions.
Carmen raised her knees up off the bed, and Vincent wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her closer to his mouth. His pace quickened as his tongue pushed more firmly into her. He gently raised her hips with his arms and moved his mouth even lower to slide his tongue more deeply into her opening. He could feel her warm sides pressing back against him.
Vincent wrapped his arms even tighter around Carmen’s thighs as her hips began to move more extensively. Carmen could feel Vincent withdraw his tongue, yet she could still feel it press against her as he traced it further up her folds, forcing her inner lips to remain apart. At the top of that opening, Vincent’s tongue found her clit and slowly began to massage it. She could feel it engorge as his tongue slowly rubbed it up and down. One of Vincent’s hands moved from her thigh to above her mound and spread her open. Her clit became even more exposed to his tongue and he quickened his pace.
Carmen’s breathing had become deeper and quicker. The soft moans were getting louder and she was having trouble keeping her hips on the bed. She looked down at his head between her thighs and he looked back, not breaking contact. She could tell he was smiling. He gave her a quick wink before she let her head fall back on the bed. His tongue traced circles around her button and she could feel the climax beginning to build within her. Vincent’s hand pulled her even farther apart. Her clit had no protection from his tongue. His pace increased even more as he sensed her reactions.
Suddenly the circles stopped and the pressure on her clit increased. He was rubbing it straight up and down, faster and faster, pinning the little knob between his tongue and her own body. The sensation was overwhelming Carmen. Her breaths were no longer rhythmic and she was starting to flail a little bit. The orgasm that was building started to come to the surface. Her hips shot up off the bed and Vincent pressed against her. His tongue never broke contact. The orgasm was so close.
Vincent’s hand was still spreading her wide while his other hand helped hold her above the bed by her thigh. Carmen clutched at the comforter as the orgasm hit her. She cried out as the first shock of pleasure shot through her body. Her hips bucked and her legs tightened. Vincent wasn’t about to quit as another pulse ran through her. The assault on her clit was relentless. Vincent did his best to maintain contact through her gyrations but the third shock was too much for her to contain. Her hips shot off the bed and threw Vincent from between her thighs.
He scrambled to dive right back in, but between breaths, she told him “no”. She curled over onto her side clasping his hand, her legs shivering and her deep breaths broken by a little laughter.
Vincent absolutely loved doing that to her. He knew she needed a few moments to calm back down and he knew that she would be overly sensitive for a little while. Every part of her body tingled. She just tried to bring herself back to reality.
Vincent climbed up behind her and wrapped his free arm around her. She brought his hand up to her lips, gave it a kiss and pulled him closer. She could feel his bare chest against her and his arm wrapped around her. She loved being that close to him. She didn’t want to move for a little while. She just lay there against him, basking in the candle light. The combined scents of her lotion, the candles and the rose petals all created an aromatic paradise in her bedroom.
She snuggled back closer to him, taking his hand in hers and working her fingers in between his. He gently squeezed her hand in turn which broadened the smile on her face. She closed her eyes and just sighed contently.
They lay there for a few minutes and soaked in the moment together. Curiosity finally got the best of Carmen even though she could guess how everything was “arranged”. Vincent had become infamous for these pop-up surprises, but she always liked hearing how he’d made them happen. “So, when did you decide to try this, honey?” she asked.
“Oh, it was after your second call today, actually,” he replied. “One call every once in a while is no big deal. Two calls in one day gets me a little concerned. So, when my afternoon meeting cancelled on me, I decided that if you called one more time, I would ‘cook’ something up for you.”
“You gave me that third call and even while I was talking to you, I was formulating a plan,” he said. She couldn’t see him, but she could sense the smile on his face through his voice. “After work, I knew that you’d be making your way to the gym, so I went out to do a little shopping. I went to your favorite store and picked up your body lotion. Then, on my way here, I just stopped at a florist and took a few roses off their hands.
“After that, it was just a matter of waiting for you to get home. I drove around a little bit, passing by the building every few minutes to see if you were home yet. Once I saw that you were home, I waited a little bit for you to get into the shower, like you always do, and viola! I lit the candles, picked up your clothes and scattered the petals of the roses from the bathroom to the bedroom. With everything in place, I just took a seat in the living room and listened for you to come of the bathroom. I heard you come down the hall and enter the bedroom and well, you know the rest.” He ended his little explanation with a kiss to the back of her head.
“Hhhhmmm...” she sighed. “Well, I’m gonna get you back you know?”
“Yeah, yeah... You know you owe me nothing at all.”
“Well, I might just take back my extra key from you,” she joked.
“Hey, do what you must. I’ll just think of some other way to get that smile to your face.”
“Damn you...” she smiled. She let loose his hand and rolled on the bed to face him. “You just never quit do you?”
“Why should I?” he queried with little grin on his face.
She smiled back and brought her face closer to his, “You most definitely shouldn’t.” she whispered just before she pressed her lips to his. Carmen took her hand and pressed against Vincent’s shoulder to turn him on his back. She opened her lips to deepen their kiss while she slid on top of him. She pressed her tongue firmly into his mouth as the kiss grew in intensity. She drew up her right knee along his side and he wrapped his arms around her.
Vincent could feel her bare breasts pressed against his chest as well as the rest of her body. He squeezed her tight with his arms, but as their kiss became more intense, he started to let his hands roam over her soft skin. He reached up and entwined his hand in her long, dark hair, pushing their mouths even more tightly together. The kiss became deeper and faster as his other hand reached down to her bare behind. He loved to feel her tight, sculpted ass in his hands. Giving a firm squeeze to one of her cheeks solicited a slight moan from her throat.
Carmen felt his hands all over her and she loved it; but she knew her actions were getting a response as well. Resting on top of him, she felt his manhood starting to grow under her, pressing against her thigh through his boxer briefs. She dug her knee between his legs and pressed up against him. He moaned back and squeezed her ass even harder.
His hand slid out of her hair and started down her back. She took the opportunity to really take the upper hand. She pushed herself up above him. “Now, see what you’ve created?” she playfully asked.
He stared up at her, taking the pause to catch his breath, which had become quite elevated.
“You’ve done more than relax me, sweetie,” she said as she slowly slid down his body, causing his hands to release her buttocks and fall to her sides. “I feel quite refreshed, actually.” She lowered her head to his chest and began planting kisses on him. She held herself up just enough so she could touch her lips to his skin and have her breasts trace along his body as she moved, but nothing else touched him as she moved her legs to straddle his thighs. She nuzzled her head up under his chin and kissed his neck.
“You come here...” she said and kissed him again.
“...Surprise me...” another kiss...
“...rub your hands all over my body...” kiss...
“...and use that wonderful tongue of yours...” a little bite into his shoulder...
“I think you’ve really started something here,” she said as she stuck out her tongue and traced a moist line from the base of his neck to his ear.
Vincent sighed loudly as Carmen ended her kiss and continued to bring her body up over his. She leaned forward and brought her breasts up to rest upon either side of his face. She felt his tongue reach up and touch the skin between them. He brought his hands up to each side of her and pawed at breasts. She pulled back up away from him and sat on his stomach. “Ah, ah, ah...” she said. “It’s your turn.”
With that, she grabbed each of his wrists and pressed them down to the bed. She shuffled down his stomach and lowered herself to his chest, still holding his wrists down. Again, she kissed his chest, working side-to-side and further down his body. She kissed his abs and noticed his breathing was becoming quicker once more. She let go of his wrists as she reached his navel where she let her tongue play just a little.
She laid her body upon his legs and let her hands move down his sides, all the way down to his thighs. She withdrew her tongue and passed her mouth over his boxer briefs.
Vincent could feel the warmth of her breath even through the fabric. Her hands slid up his thighs worming her fingers under the legs of the underwear. She firmly squeezed each leg while her mouth continued its trek down his body. She found the bulge between his legs and pressed her lips against it. The warmth of her mouth felt incredible to Vincent as he lay underneath her. He could now feel her tongue press against him as her hands withdrew from the fabric. She reached up and hooked her fingers under the elastic waistband of his underwear and pulled them down. Vincent raised his hips and Carmen removed his boxer briefs completely.
They each looked at each other and smiled while she lowered herself to him again. She wedged her body between his knees and brought her mouth down between his legs. She let her tongue trace up and down his enlarged shaft, teasing him. Her hair hung from her head and tickled Vincent’s waist as she moved over him. She lightly kissed him and watched his cock twitch under her touch as it continued to grow. She finally extended her tongue against the base and tickle upwards along the shaft. When she reached the top, she dipped her head and slid it into her mouth.
Vincent gasped as Carmen took him into her mouth. She worked him in and out. He could feel her tongue move along the head as she enveloped it within her mouth. She performed without hands, only moving them along his sides to gently dig her nails into his skin. Vincent loved it when Carmen did this. He felt the firm touch of her fingers as the nails scratched along his sides while nothing but warmth and softness accompanied her mouth.
He had reached full size as Carmen quickened her pace. She slid him smoothly in and out of her mouth, occasionally mixing in a deep thrust much to the delight of Vincent. He moaned the loudest when she pushed her head deep down upon him. Vincent enjoyed this thoroughly and brought his hands to Carmen’s head. He had no intentions of interrupting her rhythm, he just wanted to feel her soft hair as her head moved up and down along his shaft.
She felt the fingers in her hair and tilted her head so his tip rubbed the roof of her mouth. Then she dipped back down to take as much of him into her as she could. The deliberate maneuver caused Vincent to tense up and catch his breath. She softly moaned as she took a little pride in causing such a reaction. The problem was, all this action was causing her arousal to pique once again. As she slid his manhood in and out of her mouth, the excitement between her legs was pulsing. She could feel herself becoming wet as Vincent moaned and moved beneath her.
She brought her hands up to his chest when she couldn’t stand it anymore. She dragged her nails over his chest and then placed her hands on the bed beside him. She pushed herself up, letting him slip from her mouth. She brought her legs up to replace her hands and rose over him. She placed one hand on his chest, the other grasped his shaft and she looked him directly in the eyes. She positioned the head at her opening and slowly lowered herself. He entered her easily. The saliva from her mouth combined with her own wetness allowed every inch to sink into her.
They each looked deep into the other’s eyes as Carmen lowered herself onto him. Not wanting to lose the feeling of him filling her, she just sat on him and reached out her hands to take his. Their hands joined while their gaze never faltered.
She bent at the waist, bringing her chest to his. She leaned in and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight throughout the passionate kiss, their bodies still joined. The soft, deep kiss quickly passed into a much more ferocious kiss and Carmen started to rock back and forth on top of him. She could feel him inside of her in both locations; his stiff shaft filling her and his tongue probing the inside of her mouth. She rocked her hips and enjoyed the sensation of him sliding in and out of her.
Vincent started to join in her movements, thrusting up into her when she brought her hips down upon him, their bodies working in concert. He could feel how deeply he delved into her when he drove his hips upward. Carmen broke their kiss and moved even faster. He wasn’t going to last very long if this kept up. Her hair draped down into his face as her rubbed her back with his hands. As she rose up on her arms, he lowered his hands to her hips and helped her ride down onto him.
Carmen could feel Vincent becoming more excited, but she wasn’t ready for him to come, yet. She rose up completely, placed her hands on his chest and firmly settled upon him. This drove him as deeply into her as possible. She arched her back sitting upright upon him and worked her hips laterally. She could feel him buried deep within her yet he moved with her as she moved. His moans quickly became louder, his head stretched back and his eyes closed in ecstasy.
Still not wanting it to end just yet, she rose up off of him, sliding him out of her slowly until the tip of his shaft was positioned outside of her opening. She held there for a second and gave Vincent a sly grin. She quickly sat down upon him. He groaned out in pleasure. She repeated the maneuver, enjoying the reaction she was getting from him. She did it once more and he softly called out her name as he was forced into her.
She grabbed his hands from her hips and supported herself with them, interlocking her fingers with his and holding them in front of her. She started riding him, virtually bouncing her body off his.
Vincent balanced her as she bucked on top of him. He opened his eyes to watch her. She was enjoying herself, but not nearly as much as he enjoyed watching her. His eyes traced up her body, slowly drifting upwards until his gaze met hers. The look in her eyes was too much for him to control. The orgasm overcame him and he shot into her. His eyes closed, his hips shot upward and his back arched as he unloaded into her.
She felt him explode within her and she continued to ride him. He cried out with intelligible groans, his stomach shuddering as the climax dimmed and she still rocked slowly on top of him. He relaxed his body under her and loudly sighed her name. She sat upon him, his cock still inside of her and smiled at him.
She bent over him again, brought her face to his and whispered, “just a little thanks for the massage, sweetie.”
He smiled back at her and wrapped her up in his arms. They kissed again and just lay on top of the bed, bathing in the candle light, enjoying each other...