other hand and picks up my leg from my calf and slides my leg down over the sofa and laying my foot on the rug in front of the sofa. He turns to face me again, and I feel a shiver run up my spin. God, I am so turned on by this man. I close my eyes, holding back a whimper from what he is doing to me.
Matthew takes his one knee and places it on the sofa between my now open legs. He bends over my body and runs his fingers up the leg he placed on the floor running his fingers gently caressing my leg from the back of my calf, all the way up my thigh. Matthew takes his hand he was caressing me with and places it on the sofa arm rest right next to my head. He stays still for a moment. Inches from my face, I can feel his warm breath release into my own part lips.
“ The last thing I want or need is another person in what you call “my circle.” So that’s not good enough. He whispers looking into my eyes getting closer to my mouth.
“ Don’t you want me at all Emma?” He whispers. He is waiting for me to take the last step into this moment. Watching me to see if I silently make it known I am good with this.
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, slowly letting it out. I open my eyes and Matthews eyes are filled with lust or desire. I can feel myself getting more and more aroused by his strength and control. So I give in finally. It could be a little fling. I know he isn ’t serious about starting any kind of relationship with me.
“ Tell me Emma. Tell me what you want.” He says softly into my face.
I can ’t breathe quite correctly. So I finally take the plunge. I look up into his eyes. He is staring very intensely at me.
“ Please kiss me Matthew” I whisper. And before I could finish my plea, he has his mouth over mine. He leans into my body, his knee between my legs, the one hand that was on top of the sofa, is now wrapped around my waist under the sofa I am laying back on.
Matthew continues his passionate kisses on my lips, out tongues dancing around each other. Frantically taking turns exploring our mouths with our tongues; Matthew lets out a low moan into my mouth. I reach my one hand up and carefully, I run my hand up his leg that is on the floor next to the sofa over mine. I continue to trail my hand up to his waist and then up his stomach and chest. I let out a moan myself.
Matthew runs his hand from around the back of my waist to scooping in under my ass. Squeezing as he continues moving his hand lower down my back side.
Before I know what is happening he has me lifted up and pulled into his lap with him sitting back on the sofa, I have my legs on either side of his thighs, kneeling into the sofa, and him with my arms wrapped around his neck, his arms around my waist. All of these going on with out breaking our passionate kiss, making me get more aroused than I ever expected to be with him.
My head and my body are listening to two different sides of me debating on what to do next. My body wins without consent from my head. My hips grinding into his more. I pull my head away for some air, and Matthew moves down my neck trailing soft wet kisses all over both sides. My body, arching into his kisses, wanting more as he continues down to my shoulder. His hands move to either side of my body first resting on my hips, he softly squeezes them and stops. Slowly I feel his hands moving up each side of my body and I softly whimper into his ear. He feels so incredible. I find my hands playing and tugging at his hair, his hands stop just beneath my breasts. My nipples have formed into tight little buds aching to be touched by him. I feel his arousal growing between us, our moans getting more intense as we continue this torture we are administering to each others bodies.
Matthew pulls his head up back to mine, “Emma, you feel so good in my arms baby.” He whispers in my ear before he lightly traces his tongue around my ear and softly tugs on my lobe, making me moan louder for him.
Matthew slowly moves the
Matthew takes his one knee and places it on the sofa between my now open legs. He bends over my body and runs his fingers up the leg he placed on the floor running his fingers gently caressing my leg from the back of my calf, all the way up my thigh. Matthew takes his hand he was caressing me with and places it on the sofa arm rest right next to my head. He stays still for a moment. Inches from my face, I can feel his warm breath release into my own part lips.
“ The last thing I want or need is another person in what you call “my circle.” So that’s not good enough. He whispers looking into my eyes getting closer to my mouth.
“ Don’t you want me at all Emma?” He whispers. He is waiting for me to take the last step into this moment. Watching me to see if I silently make it known I am good with this.
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, slowly letting it out. I open my eyes and Matthews eyes are filled with lust or desire. I can feel myself getting more and more aroused by his strength and control. So I give in finally. It could be a little fling. I know he isn ’t serious about starting any kind of relationship with me.
“ Tell me Emma. Tell me what you want.” He says softly into my face.
I can ’t breathe quite correctly. So I finally take the plunge. I look up into his eyes. He is staring very intensely at me.
“ Please kiss me Matthew” I whisper. And before I could finish my plea, he has his mouth over mine. He leans into my body, his knee between my legs, the one hand that was on top of the sofa, is now wrapped around my waist under the sofa I am laying back on.
Matthew continues his passionate kisses on my lips, out tongues dancing around each other. Frantically taking turns exploring our mouths with our tongues; Matthew lets out a low moan into my mouth. I reach my one hand up and carefully, I run my hand up his leg that is on the floor next to the sofa over mine. I continue to trail my hand up to his waist and then up his stomach and chest. I let out a moan myself.
Matthew runs his hand from around the back of my waist to scooping in under my ass. Squeezing as he continues moving his hand lower down my back side.
Before I know what is happening he has me lifted up and pulled into his lap with him sitting back on the sofa, I have my legs on either side of his thighs, kneeling into the sofa, and him with my arms wrapped around his neck, his arms around my waist. All of these going on with out breaking our passionate kiss, making me get more aroused than I ever expected to be with him.
My head and my body are listening to two different sides of me debating on what to do next. My body wins without consent from my head. My hips grinding into his more. I pull my head away for some air, and Matthew moves down my neck trailing soft wet kisses all over both sides. My body, arching into his kisses, wanting more as he continues down to my shoulder. His hands move to either side of my body first resting on my hips, he softly squeezes them and stops. Slowly I feel his hands moving up each side of my body and I softly whimper into his ear. He feels so incredible. I find my hands playing and tugging at his hair, his hands stop just beneath my breasts. My nipples have formed into tight little buds aching to be touched by him. I feel his arousal growing between us, our moans getting more intense as we continue this torture we are administering to each others bodies.
Matthew pulls his head up back to mine, “Emma, you feel so good in my arms baby.” He whispers in my ear before he lightly traces his tongue around my ear and softly tugs on my lobe, making me moan louder for him.
Matthew slowly moves the
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