A slight moan rose over my lips, as you lightly bit my clit and caressed your tongue gently up and down along my soft folds of flesh, as my body continued to shudder, still pushing my hips into you as I dug my fingernails into your shoulders. You began to softly moan against my clit, as I fell into the feeling of your moaning vibrating deep inside of me as your tongue continued to move in and out of me at differnt speeds, of slow to fast, then slow again. You were pushing me over the edge and I didn't know if I wanted to come down from the high of it all.
"Letti.. please.. ", I moaned breathlessly while still thrusting my body against you as you continued to work your magic on me and sent my body through a weightless black void, falling deeper into your touches and melted along some unseen force that held me captive to my own desires as I shuddered, and collapsed against the tile, giving you my all.
Lifting your head you looked up at me, smiling softly, then lowered your head back down onto my torso, and made soft kisses up along the center of my tummy, up to my breast, over my cleavage and rested your lips along the side of my neck, placing light kisses along my neck, restirring emotions that I didn't know could be reawakened.
I placed my hands softly along your face, and lifted your face so I could look into your eyes, and saw a few tears falling from the corner of your eye.
"Are you okay?" I whispered quietly, and watched you, filled with desire for you again, but still worried.
"I'm not sure", you whispered, sitting on the edge of the tub, looking at me, trying to decide if you were crazy, or just very happy. "I can't believe this is happening." Neither could I, but I had never been happier in my life, and I wasn't going to give you up. I knew who and what you were, and I wanted you desperately. And, you had told me you loved me.
"Just don't tell me I scared you ... that will kill me."
"You didn't", you looked at me nervously from underneath cream-colored eyelids, and moved across the bathroom and sat down in a chair, still naked, "but did I scare you?" You seemed frightened.
"I don't see how... unless we have scared each other into bliss..."
"It was the way you looked ... and you kissing me ... and...."
"Leticia, don't do this. Stop torturing yourself." I rose and got out of the tub, and walked across the room to you, and knelt next to you, my body still glistening from the wetness of the water, just as splendid as yours was.
"I made love to you in an elevator, unlike I would have ever done with anyone, ever; or with my husband." Tears suddenly filled my eyes as I looked at you, refusing to regret we had done anything wrong.
"I can't believe I did that. My God, Chrissi, what kind of woman am I? You were married to that man for 15 years, and I made love to you in an elevator" You stood and began pacing, as I tried not to let myself get angry.
"Don't make it sound like a crime, love. You made love to me, and I made love to you. Letti ... I love you. For heavens sake, we're both grown ups, and I'm more alive than I've been in thirthteen or twenty years, maybe in my entire lifetime." The phone rang as I spoke to you, and you made no move to answer it. You didn't give a damn who was calling.
You were openly crying as I watched you pace from the bathroom back into the front room.
"Sweetheart, calm down ... please... it's just traumatic. It's the first time. I understand that. I don't love him... hell I don't even feel anything for him. For chrissake, it's the best sex I have ever had... we love each other.. and we just spent the passed 4 hours together making love, and we're crazy about each other."
I loved you too much to lose any part of you, particuarly those parts I had discovered the previous moments and hours before. They were pure legend.
I walked over to you, firmly took your hand, and pulled you to your feet.
"Come on, let's get a cup of coffee." Neither of us did anything to cover ourselves and it never occurred to me that I was completely unembarrassed with you. It was as though we had been together for years.
I made my way to the bar and made you a cup of coffee standing naked in the center of the room, and handed it to you. You wouldn't drink it, but I drank mine black, and it burned going down, but you were a little calmer when we sat down together at a table across the room, facing the balcony outside.
You then walked towards the balcony doors, opened them slowly and walked out onto the terrace, looking down at the street below, and placed your cup on the edge of the cement railing.
Walking up behind you, I gently wrapped my arms around you, linking my fingers with yours, resting our hands on your stomach, as I rested my chin on your shoulder, and nuzzled my face into your neck. Whispering in you ear, as I brushed my lips along your neck, I said, "What are you thinking about love?" You moved your arm up over your shoulder and placed your hand on the back of my head, tilting your face up towards me and whispered, "You." Then you slowly turned your body towards me, and placed your arms over my shoulders and stood up on your toes, and gently pressed your lips to mine, as I lowered my hands down the center of your back, resting them along your hips, sliding them closer to your buttocks, gently pulling your body closer to me.
You gently eased my body up against the cool cement wall, connecting to the balcony and the doors, gently nudging your knee between my thighs pressing your knee softly against my labia as I leaned back and opened my legs giving you more access. You then placed your hand on my pussy, and lightly tickled my clit with your fingers, causing me to arch my body back, placing my hands along the railing of the balcony, as I gave into you once more. Still running your fingers against my clit, you gently began to nibble on my breasts, tracing the soft tip of your tongue along my nipple, then tugging it outward, letting it go; and starting over again. You gently ran your tongue underneath the soft alabaster of my breast, flicking the tip of your moist tongue along the delicate curves of my breast, before making your way to the top and over, gently sucking on my areaol; then lowering your body to your knees, you placed your mouth along my torso, running your fingers down the center of my stomach down towards my navel, stopping to gently blow on the center of my stomach, causing me to moan and clench my fingers tighter against the railing.
"You're wearing me out. I don't know if I can handle going another round so soon", I said breathlessly, as I ran my fingers through your hair looking down at you, watching you slowly run your mouth along my torso, down past my navel to the top of my mound.
"Are you whimping out on me, Chrissi?", you said as you looked up at me with a raised eyebrow, smiling at me devishly.
Stammering I whispered as my face began to flush, "No. Of course not...", still looking down at you with my fingers linked between tresses of curls in your hair, "what are you thinking about?"
"Something, maybe ... I have a surprise for you ...", and nudged my clit once more before rising to your feet, pulling me by my hands back inside of the room.
Once back inside of the room, you led me to the bedroom, gently easing my back against the wall, straddling yourself between my thighs, with your arms on both sides of my body, along the sides of my face, as you leaned in to kiss me, lightly brushing your lips along my own, and I was returning your kisses with passion. I wanted you badly, and I couldn't get enough of you. I could hardly breathe as our bodies moved slowly together as you slowly began to rub your clit against mine, breathing heavily against my rapidly rising and falling chest, I raised my hips up to meet you and wrapped my legs around your waist.
Gripping your hands on my thighs you held my buttocks firmly as we gently lowered down to the floor, and straddled your body over mine in a half domineering way, and smiled at me and whispered, "On the bed, lover... I'm not finished with you, yet...", and deliberately left the command hanging in the air, as I made my way to the four poster bed.
The bed itself was of an iron structure with four black 7 foot posts on each end of the bed, connected to rails at the top connecting to another post; lightly covered with a soft drapping green satin material, that wrapped continuously around the bed posts, leaving the foot end open, just showing the iron that was deliberately left to be exposed. The posts were wrapped, spirally, in ivys and green vines red clematis, which even its own fakeness brought out an emmense beauty to the structure of the bed. The head and foot board was in a half-moon design in the center, with angled posts in between the arches, that connected to rails leading to the upright posts connected on its four ends. It was like a fortress made of iron and lavender and silks.
To the right of the bed there was an end table, covered in flower petals laying delicately in its own dream like bed arranged around four different candles. Each candle of a different color; cream, dark green, burgandy, and red; were each with their own design and size. I walked over to the dresser and opened the drawer and found a lighter and lit each of the candles, and watched as the soft glow began to fill the now lightly darkened room, never realizing that dusk was starting to settle in the outside world beyond the room. The scent of the candles began to lightly fill the room, and I relaxed a little more than I had intended, and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for your return.
As I looked around the room the scent of vanilla, lavender, pine, cinnamon and spice and other various scents slowly crept inside of my senses and I laid back against the billowing pillows and cushions that were displayed haphazardly along the headboard. The scent of the candles combined was mesmerizing and very relaxing, and I found myself being willed to sleep, as I heard soft music off in the distance being played.
"I see you've found the bed, and room to your liking ... I hope ...?", you whispered within inches of my mouth, as you startled me from my reverie.
Looking up at you, I gently ran my fingers along your face, down your cheek, under your chin down the length of your neck, I said, "I find you more to my liking, lover; but, yes, the room is very nice and relaxing. It's beautifully set up... did you have all of this preplanned?"
Running your fingers along my tummy, down my torso towards my navel, down passed my hips and over my legs, you hummed silently, "Hmmm ...", slightly distracting me, as goose bumps from the electric feeling of your fingers along my body began to rise once again, "Maybe.."
"Maybe means.. . yes?", I whsipered through closed eyes, as you continued to run your fingers along my thighs.
"Maybe means maybe, and maybe I won't tell you .... you just have to wait it out and find out for yourself. Now just keep your eyes closed like that. I like the way the glow of the candles shadow and flick over your face... you look so beautiful."
With my closed I softly began to sing along with the music playing in the background, "You can catch me while I'm sleeping darling, maybe while I'm dreaming, too...", with you softly singing along, "It's a lonely, lonely, lonely place for me, baby... it must get lonely for you, too...So catch me while I'm sleeping....", leaning in closer to my ear, placing your hands over my wrists raising them above my head.
Unaware of what you were doing, slipping away into the bliss of feeling your body moving over mine, I didn't even noticed that you had cuffed my hands to the bedrail, and never even heard the clicking of the cuffs snapping over my wrists, until I tried to move my hands. Blinking my eyes open, I looked back up at you, noting the sly grin growing across your face. I didn't want you to know that I was being turned on more by your secretive dominant side, and pretended to be frightened.
"What are you doing, love?", I said as you moved down to the end of the bed, pulling my legs towards the edges of the bed, and binding them with pieces of silk from the bed posts. You said nothing as you looked at me and winked, admiring your work, moving around the side of the bed, tracing your fingers from my ankles up along my legs and over my thighs, towards my growing moist center, and traced your fingers along my somewhat parted lips, as I began to moan and shiver from the excitement.
"Not so fast, lover. You don't get to watch, so close your eyes, so I can place a blind fold over your eyes", you coaxed as you began to slowly tip toe your fingers up my torso, softly grazing your knuckles along my ribs, stopping at my breasts, flicking your finger over my nipple. I arched my back as the sensitive part of my breast reacted to your pleasurable pain and torture.
You leaned down and kissed me softly, gently parting my lips with your tongue, teasing me while biting and nibbling on my bottom lip, before sliding your soft velvety tongue inside of my mouth, moaning lightly, as you brushed your fingers along my face, as you placed the blind fold over my eyes, fastening it behind my head. You continued to kiss me deepening your kiss as I moaned deeply and arched my torso up higher to meet the demands of your fingers.
"I love you, Chrissi. I will be back shortly", and felt you run your fingers along the inner side of my thighs as a soft vibration began to penetrate my pussy lips. I arched my hips and tried to bend my legs to allow more access, but you lightly pressed my legs back down, letting me know that I wasn't allowed to do anything but lay where I was, motionless.