I stare down on his gorgeousness as long as I can, enjoying both the view and the sensations, but he keeps up the intensity until I close my eyes, moaning. My body responds to his expertise, arching and fucking him with small hunches. He finds my g-spot and stays on it, building my desire, as he hunts the exact location of the tip of my clit. When he passes over it, my body tells him with small involuntary jerks. He continues stroking it until my legs are quivering uncontrollably.
I lean my head back. "Ah!"
The world falls away. There is only Aurei and my hunger.
Fuck yeah!
I dig my fingers into his skin as I get ready to burst.
"Argh!" I strain against him.
I hear his deep masculine tone as his voice wraps around me, behind the heavy fog. "Ask my permission."
I open my eyes and listen, trying to focus. I hear again his deep, husky words.
"Ask my permission."
I manage to whisper, knowing I'm not going to make it much longer. "Please!"
The stroking becomes more precise and the roaring in my mind closes out everything else. There is no thought as to why he would make me ask. There is no thought as to what this means. No thought at all. There is only the need to cum. Then I hear him speak again and his voice pierces my core with a powerful peacefulness.
"No, don't beg. I want you to ask my permission."
I strain as I know I'm about to fall over the edge of glory and I have to hurry. I'm quivering now uncontrollably and my fingers are gripping his shoulders as I climb the peak. "May I cum, Sir?"
"Not Sir," he chuckles softly, "Aurei."
I push out a low moan as I give him what he wants without question. "May I cum, Aurei?"
"Oh my Wild Thang, I’m giving you just a taste of more with Moore." He slows the pace of his fingers, extending my pleasure as he continues to suck my tit, flicking the end of the nipple with his tongue as he slowly strokes my pussy.
I lean my head back, crooning and moaning, wanting and needing him to release me, but thoroughly enjoying his masterful control.
"That’s it, Baby. Enjoy my skills."
"Ooooohhhh!" I moan, trying to wait, trying to release the tension, trying not to move. "Oooohhh," I begin to hunch him, not succeeding, unable to wait any longer, having been denied for so long, demanding to be released.
"Hmmmm." He hums loud and long.
The vibration on the tip of my nipple, along with his pure tone caressing my ears, and his finger fucking skills, sends me straight to the drop off. "Fuck," I hang my head to enjoy my cum, forgetting all about asking his permission. My pussy tightens and my clit hardens on his fingers.
He stops. His words penetrate my desperation, demanding and commanding me. "Look at me, Siri."
I lift my head. I can feel a bead of sweat on my upper lip. I open my eyes to look into his piercing gaze. He is smiling at me. I stare into his emerald green eyes, knowing I will never be lost again.
"You may."
He slides his thumb on my g-spot and his finger finds my clit at the same time and instantly, I soar back to the edge. When I tighten on him. my eyes roll back in my head.
His commanding voice is softly, yet firm. "Cum, Baby Thang. Let it go." He latches on my nipple, mashes it between his lips and teeth, clasping it firmly, and pulls gently.
I gasp with the sharp yet sweet sensation.
He licks it, dragging the full length of his tongue over the pinched ridges. The sensation sends sharp, stabbing, shivers down to my clit, making it quiver. I lay my head back and moan with each sensation. "Oh.... Oh.... Oh...."
He flicks the tight tip, hard, thumping it, over and over again. "Now!" He mouths on it.
My mouth involuntarily forms the perfect "O" as I let go. My whole body convulsing with the explosion of a heavenly orgasm. Giving him what he wants and taking what I need.
I hear my own voice from a far off place. The sound fills the room as I moan his music. The image, as I fall over and over again with pure orgasmic ecstasy, is that of his golden hand giving me such exquisite pleasure.
I see it when he reached for my dropped phone. I feel it give me that first tingle from his touch. I see it as he grabbed my arm when he asked if there was someone special. I see it when he reached in, stopping the elevator that pivotal night before the cocktail party. I feel it holding mine against his chest as I felt his heart beat before we danced. And I feel it holding mine, stroking me with his thumb, as we drove from the bar last night. And, now, as my juices spurt from the dance of his fingers, flowing all over his golden hand as I ejaculate.
His hum replaces my music as I collapse on his perfect pecs. "Yes, like that. Good girl." He comforts me, as he continues to caress my pussy until my orgasm is long gone.
I knew that was a real man's hand.
When my breathing has returned to normal, I lift my head and look on his face. His eyes are closed and his expression shows his contentment. I slide off him and cuddle up under his arm, resting my hand on his abs, then close my eyes and drift off into a light sleep.
You are a rock star, Aurelius. My gorgeous Golden God.
Sometime later, he pushes my hand down to his cock. It’s hard. "Umm. Heaven." I whisper.
He snores softly and rolls over to spoon with me, putting his arm over me and pulling me tight to him. I vaguely remember Aurei carrying me to his apartment where he undressed me, showering me with little kisses everywhere, and tucking me in his bed, then he climbed in and spooned with me like he is now. I drift off to a peaceful sleep.