"Demoiselle, I beg you, please. Choose something else. It is beneath yourself to request such a thing. Especially one that could be freely given." He looked so sincere I was tempted to rescind my choice. But that stubborn streak I'd been cursed with, had me shaking my head.
"I see I am unable to change your mind." Walking to me, he buried his hands in my hair and said "perhaps this will settle the discord between us" as he lowered his lips to mine.
I was expecting a hard, quick kiss, but his lips were feather light, more like a whisper of a kiss than an actual kiss. Then he began to kiss me. Soft, nipping movements. His hands shifting, one fisting in my hair pulling and the other running down my back to my waist, pulling me closer. My hands lightly skimmed up his chest and snaked around his neck. Rising up on my toes his mouth melded with mine. Angling his head his tongue lazily slid into my mouth and played with mine. Swirling and dancing, heat flooded the lower regions of my body. A low moan rose from my throat. Parting momentarily, breathing coming in gasps I looked into his eyes. Darkened with passion and need, he lowered his head once again. This time no light playful kisses. This was one of desire and want. Hard, deep and intense. Caught in the wave of feelings I didn't even notice being moved until I was sat on the pool table. Almost eye to eye, I glanced at those lips I'd earlier wondered about. Thinking they were every bit as tender as I had hoped and more. Want more I leaned to kiss him but his head went around and started trailing light nibbles down the side of my throat. Tangling my hands in his hair I pull his head back and kissed him every bit as deeply as he had before. Groaning in response, he grabbed my posterior and pulled roughly up against the front of him. Feeling what I was doing to him began to drive me insane. Tearing my lips from him I started nuzzling his earlobe, while grabbing at the end of his shirt to remove it. Lifting it up and off, my hands roamed freely about his back and chest. Until now I never gave much thought to how sensual just touching a person can be. The sheer feel of his skin had me squirming. Then he rocked his hips forward, purposefully. I couldn't help it, my head went back and I all but shrieked with the wanting of him. With my head back he resumed kissing my neck, this time holding me in place so I had no alternative but to enjoy. My shirt a memory, he eased the straps off my shoulders, reached around and popped the catch of my bra. Freed of their restraint, my swollen nipples pointed in the direction of their desire. Leaning back a little, he gave the girls an appreciative appraisal. Feeling self conscious I blushed and looked away. Gently taking my chin in his hand, he turned my head to look at him. He shook his head No and smiled at me. At once I felt alluring and sexy. Kissing me slowly yet thoroughly I felt his hand cup my breast, thumbing the nipple. Moaning into his mouth I dug my nails into his back. Replacing his hand with his mouth sent me over the edge. His tongue on my nipple was mirrored with his thumb on the other breast. The sensation brought me to an instant shuddering orgasm.
A bright light flooded the room blinding me, and causing horrendous pain at the same time. A cheery "Morning Sunshine" came from the direction of the window. About to spit a few, very nasty descriptive words about what I really thought about being woken up, a wave of nausea assailed me to silence. "Awww, not feeling to good??" The voice, recognizable sympathized. " I remember a few of those mornings after. Lucky for you I have the best hang over remedy known to man." The voice said chipperly. "And since I love you so much, I am willing to share it with you!" Suddenly the pieces fit and I recalled just whose voice that was. And where I was and wasn't for that matter. Opening my eyes just a crack, the bright light once again assaulted my poor eyes. Grabbing the covers, for self preservation, and throwing them over my head seemed to be the best option at the moment. Laughter, resounding like shards of glass into my skull, erupted from GG.
"That bad?? OK, hang in there and GG make the pain go all bye-byes." I heard the door to my room close, slam to me, but close all the same. I thought about a few things GG could do with her "all bye-byes". Since I had neither the strength nor inclination to act on any of them I snuggled down into the bed and relived my very vivid dream. So vivid in fact that there was a wetness between my legs and a lazy sated feeling creeping through me...as long as i didn't move.
