Page 39 of Stage Dive: Short Stories & Novellas
I shrugged, unwilling or unable to answer.I didn’t know.His slick mouth teased my neck while he massaged my fingers before moving on to the other arm.Teeth nibbled at the sensitive lobes of my ear.It made me all tingly.“I’m sweaty.”
“I like you sweaty,” he said, voice lower than usual.The man was definitely turned on, as the hardening cock against my butt signalled.Made it impossible not to press back against him.His arm muscles flexed, holding me tighter while keeping up with the massage.No doubts regarding Sam’s ability to multi-task.“Sorry for holding out on you last night.”
“You and your annoying morals.Though it probably was the right thing to do given how drunk I was.”I sighed, reaching back to stroke my fingers over the stubble on the back of his shaved head.The thick muscles of his neck.Every chance I did some grabbing and kneading of my own.Honestly, my own body’s reaction to him was crazy.Already, my core ached with need as if I hadn’t had sex in ages.
“Still,” I said.“Maybe I should hold out on you just the same.”
“You don’t really want to do that, love.”His voice sounded far too confident.“We have far too much fun together when we play nicely.”
“Maybe.”
“Definitely.I like your sports bra.”
“It’s nothing special.”
“Maybe not,” he said.“But the woman in it is.”
“Smooth line, Sam.I’m impressed.Is there a lock on that door?”
“Brilliant minds think alike.I locked it when we came in.”He kissed a line down the side of my neck, his hand slipping beneath the waistband of my shorts.While his fingers might have been thick, they certainly were dexterous.First he cupped my mound, petting those lips lightly.“You have such a sweet cunt, love.How lucky am I to be the man who gets to play with it?”
I smiled.“Sweet?How would you know?You’ve never even tasted it.”
“Now that’s a very good point.”
Strong arms lifted me, laying me on a bench press or whatever you call those things.My shorts and underwear were whisked down my legs.Only sneakers are kind of a pain in the ass to get clothes over.So they needed to go too.With an impatient growly noise, Sam dealt with them and the socks, and then the clothes.All of it was thrown haphazardly over his shoulder.I’d never seen a man in such a hurry to get at me.In the end, all I still wore was the bra.He knelt at the end of the bench, parted my legs with his hands, and stopped.
Just fucking stopped.
“What are you doing?”I asked, craning my neck to see.
“I don’t want to rush this.”
“Well, I do.”
“Shh, relax.”Hands stroked the outside of my thighs, placing my legs gently over his big shoulders.And all the while, he stared at my vagina like he was transfixed or something.“You’re so beautiful, Martha.Every part of you.I want you to feel cherished.”
Huh.“Thank you.”
He kissed the inside of my thigh.Yet went no closer.
“Can you take a photo with your cell later and cherish that instead?”
“What a lovely idea.I’ll do that too.”
I groaned.“Sam…”
With a quick grin, he dipped his head and licked up my center.Christ.My back bowed, eyelids fluttering closed.I’d already been wet when he started touching me.Now I was drenched.Fingers dug into my flesh, holding my legs apart for him to feed.Because the man ate me like he was starving.There could be no other description.Some guys just gave you a lick or two then moved on to the fucking segment of the evening as if they’d ticked the good guy head box and had earned their reward.But not so with Sam.He licked and stroked and generally drove me out of my mind.If his whole upper body wound up covered in my juices, I wouldn’t have been the least bit surprised.
The man obviously loved going down on a woman.
Well, this woman, at least.
His tongue dragged, dug, circled, and swirled over and around the pertinent parts of my anatomy.As if he needed to learn me inside and out for some later test.Without a doubt, he’d have passed with flying colors.The first orgasm hit me hard and had me shaking from top to toe.The second swept through me like a wave of ecstasy.Forget massages for total body and muscle relaxation.Unless they were massages done by Sam’s tongue to my pussy.Sign me up for one of those suckers any day.
“And you’re especially beautiful,” he said with a smile, wiping off his face with a hand, “right after you’ve come.”
I lay on the bench, still twitching, watching as he took off his shirt and shorts.Such a sight to see.The rock-hard length of his cock pointed straight at the ceiling.And I wanted it, I really did.But there was just one small problem.“I’m not sure I can move.”
