Washington D.C. Series 4:2 - Getting Distracted
Eva walked Brent back toward the bed. His knees backed into the edge and it sent him tumbling. Laughing, Eva climbed over him, climbing up along his aching body. Loose hair brushed along his stomach as her lips kissed their way across his stomach. The soft touch of her sensuous mouth drew sparks from him. Resting his hands in her hair, Brent closed his eyes. Eva glanced up to see him enjoying her attention. She smiled and kissed up further, pausing to rest her head briefly on his chest. Brent's arms encircled her and held her tight to him. He kissed the top of her head and murmured soft affections. Eva kissed his chest again and drew up from him. Her mouth touched his once more and they kissed deeply.
Brent's hand brushed over her breast, feeling her hard nipple through the fabric of sequined gown. More greedily, he slipped his hand into the generous cut of her dress and slid his hand around her firm breast, groaning softly as the swell of her breast filled his hand. Eva kissed him deeper, her tongue pushing into his mouth, possessing him. Suddenly she gasped as his thumb flicked over her nipple. The pulsing between her thighs began to grow. Pulsing with his touch, her clit yearned for more.
Eva rose from his grasp and smiled again. "It's my turn now," she said eagerly and slid her hands over his hard chest. Making sure she brushed over his nipples first, she slid her hands up and over his shoulders, trailing down both arms. Fingers encircled his wrists, and with a wink, she raised his arms over his head.
"Leave them there."
Brent smiled back at her and left his arms where put them.
Looking at him mischievously, she said "Let's see how well these pants work."
Her hands slid over the leather once more and she tucked her fingers into the waistband of his new leather pants. WIth a sharp yank, she tugged hard at the pants and the snaps along the sides gave way with short popping sounds. Eva grinned widely and pulled at them again. His pants split apart, releasing his straining cock and pulling free from the back section. She stepped off the bed and dropped the front half of his pants.
"They work rather nicely," she laughed and helped him shift so she could drop the back half to the floor as well.
"Now then, I think I'd rather like to fuck you before we go tonight. Any objections?" she asked as her body moved over his again. Brent went to speak but a groan escaped his lips instead. Eva's mouth had found his cock. Her lips had parted to allow him to slide all the way inside her. She closed tightly around his throbbing penis as her tongue swirled around him.
"Ohhhhh, Eva," Brent said in a rush of breath that pushed from his lungs.
Her hand wrapped firmly around him and began to stroke in the rhythm of her mouth. Her tongue pressed him tightly against the roof of her mouth as she sucked at him. Moving her head, bobbing it between his thighs, she fucked him with her mouth. Quick movements followed by slow sensual licking kept Brent on edge.
Eva sensed Brent moving his arm. He tried hard to leave it over his head as she had instructed. The pleasure was too great and he needed to touch her. Eva didn't slow but was prepared to become harsh with him if he disobeyed her. Brent knew this too well. She felt his hand hovering right above her head, not quite touching her. He groaned with frustration. His hand moved closer to her, wanting to hold her head as she sucked him. With a great deal of control and another groan, he put his arm back over his head. Eva smiled around his cock and sucked at his head a little extra hard to let him know she was pleased.
Her hand reached down to cup his balls. They squeezed gently as her mouth engulfed him fully. Tightening in her hand, they pulled up to his body, showing Eva how close he was. His cock pulsed in her mouth, beginning to thicken as he drew nearer to his orgasm. With her hands still his thighs, she withdrew her mouth and looked up to him. Brent's eyes were closed, his head was back. His hands gripped the bedspread hard in order not to succumb to touching her.
"Tell me how close you are," she whispered.
"Oh god Eva, I'm ready to explode. Please let me cum for you." Brent's voice cracked as he breathed hard.
She hand closed over his cock and stroked him firmer. Brent moaned.
"Please Eva, I can't hold back much longer if you keep doing that. I've been trying so hard, but I'm too close now," he cried as Eva stroked him again.
"Perhaps I should fuck you then," she said coming up onto her knees. "Perhaps I should slide my wet cunt down over your cock so you can make me cum again."
"Yes, Eva, please fuck me."
"And?" she inquired.
"Oh god," he said visibly excited to say the words. "Please fuck me. I'm your dirty fucking whore and I need you to fuck me. Please, I'll be your dirty fucking cum slut. Please, please fuck me."
Eva moaned softly as she heard his words. The power of them had an instant effect. They aroused her knowing he was hers, knowing he was submitting to her, knowing he would do anything she asked.
Releasing his cock, she crawled further up his body. Her thighs straddled his and she leaned down to kiss him. Taking a hold of his wrist, she brought his hand up to the back of her head, giving him permission again to touch her. He groaned again as both arms wrapped around her, pulling her to him. Her body crushed against his, her wet sex sliding over his cock. Her hips rocked as she slid against him, juices covering him in her slickness. She slid over him, letting the head of his cock rub against her clit. She needed to cum again. She needed his cock to bring her there.