Perspective: Hers

I spun around to face him once there was a bit of am ambiance going on. I wanted him badly, but I felt like there were some formalities to get out of the way. Not wanting to scare him though, I attempted to look as sexy as I could. I made eyes at him and lazily walked over to the couch to sit on the coffee table in front of him. I sat too close and accidently bumped knees with him, trying play it off like it was on purpose. "I want to get the awkward bit out of the way," I stated, simply.

He sighed and I was scared to death that I had just ruined everything. I really did want his company tonight, but I really did need to get some things out there. I was relieved when he spoke. "Ok, whatever makes you more comfortable."

I smiled and rested my hand on his knee, "One night stands aren't my thing. If you don't intend on cuddling deep into the night and waking up next to me, then this can't happen."

As I spoke he went from looking surprised to downright pleased as punch. A half smile played upon his lips and I found it incredibly attractive. "That won't be an issue," he assured.

I found myself too excited to filter the thoughts racing though my head, "And if you can make me cum, you'll be guaranteed an invitation back." I paused, wondering why in the hell I had just said that. I could already feel myself blushing, but it was true. My last boyfriend, the one I had given myself to, would race to get his but leave me by the wayside, dripping with the evidence of only his happiness. The thought had made my stomach turn. "I just can't be another fuck toy. I hope you understand."

"A what?" his horrified tone and expression made his opinion very clear. He wasn't about to do that to me. I watched him as he shuttered, trying to figure things out. "Maxine, I would never," he trailed off swallowing a lump that formed in his throat. He shook his head, looking as though he was trying to ward off any more negative thoughts. "You can't say things like that. Now come here and let me hold you."

He reached for my arm and pulled me to his lap. I was hesitant at first, but his reassuring touch felt so amazing. With my legs hanging over to the left and my head resting on his right shoulder, he wrapped his arms around my back and waist and just held me. Never in my adult life have I been held and it meant so much to me. His tenderness was overwhelming. He wasn't pushing me to do anything, but he was taking his time.

I soon found myself trying to make him feel as good as I felt in his arms. It didn't take me long to find things to do with my hands. I massaged the nape of his next and felt him rest his chin against my head as he enjoyed my ministrations. My other hand went straight to his chest, retracing the circles I had made before as I appreciated his manly physique. It all felt so wonderful.

"You're not weirded out by this?" she questioned. It had been on my mind since he sat with me on the piano bench. "I mean, we've barely known each other for an hour." In his arms, I really believed he was going to look out for me, that he wasn't going to use me as my ex had. The quick pace of it all was a bit worrying though.

"Sweetheart, look at how we fit together," he said and planted a kiss into my hair. "You fit perfectly with me and I know it has to feel as good for you as it does for me." He nuzzled for moment, erasing any doubts I had about his character. His voice was soft and every word sincere. "I consider myself lucky to have found this amazing chemistry so fast. Others are not as fortunate."

"It does feel pretty good. I've never felt this comfortable this quickly with anyone." He was right, too. Everything about him and I just fit perfectly, like we were some happy old couple. Knowing he was feeling the same about me was pretty awesome, too.

He kept me in his arms for what felt like ages. He didn't push me with any kisses or start to grope like I almost expected he would. Instead he rubbed my back. Again, this was a first and I turned into him to enjoy the feeling of each of his five digits roaming my spine. I must have been making a little noise because I could feel him smile into my hair. He kissed my head again and whispered, "Can I take your hair down?"

I hummed my approval, thinking he was perfect. Was he going to massage my feet next or run a load of laundry for me? I sunk into his shoulder, letting him try is best. I soon realized he'd never done this before and I fought back laughs and cries as his fingers muddled about in my hair. It was cute, really. He placed each released pin in to my hand triumphantly and when it was all out I heard him give a pleased sigh. His fingers massaged through my hair and scalp, which I actually enjoyed. I had a hand full of pins though, and I didn't want my hands smelling of metal and sweat, so I had to get up.

I walked towards the bathroom nearly purring as I shook the last of the knots out of my hair. I placed the pins on the bathroom counter and on a whim, left my sweater beside them. I was sure to get some attention now with the skirt, my skimpy black tank top, and my wild wavy hair. Seeing the lustful gaze plastered all over his face as he caught sight of me was so very exciting. I bit my bottom lip, trying to keep my own feelings from causing me to hurry though the moment.

Now I'm average looking but Geoff is pretty hot. His brown hair was a bit on the short side, but it made him look effortlessly brilliant. Of course his white shirt was wrinkled now due to our cuddling, but he still looked hot as hell. His espresso colored eyes never left my body, looking nearly liquid with a hunger. He looked as though he was going to eat me up.

I hovered over him just watching. I don't think he noticed, but his hands were twitching at his side and his pants were definitely tented. I can't say how amazing it was knowing I had caused him to be so excited. This man was going to ravish me and I couldn't help but tease a bit.

"Are you sure there isn't anything I could do to make you feel more at home? More comfortable?" I let my tone fall to imply that I would do absolutely anything.

I watched a mischievous smile ease upon his face, "Yeah, actually I'm a little cold." His smile remained even though I was confused. "I could really use something warm and soft to put on my lap. Perhaps something I could hold?" he smirked.

A giggle escaped my lips as I realized he was talking about my butt. "Warm and soft, huh?" I popped an eye brow up seductively and nudged my knees closer together with his. "I think I can do that."

I wanted to shout as I mentally damned my skirt to clothing hell. Although it flattered my hips and ass perfectly, it was too tight for straddling his lap. I managed to get one knee on his side, but nearly ripped the skirt up the split trying to get the other one up. Geoff steadied my hips and watched, laughing. Then it hit me. I could just loose the skirt. I looked at Geoff grasping the zipper in the back, already knowing the answer to my question, "Would you mind?"

I didn't think anyone could look that excited. "Hell no, be my guest!" he nearly shouted back at me. His eyes ate up every portion of exposed skin as I shimmied out of the black fabric. I knew I had been wearing some skimpy holiday related underwear, but I couldn't tare my eyes away from the hungry expression on his face to check. I heard him whimper an, "Oh my god," and I thought I'd continue the torture and take my tank top off as well.

The next few moments went by as if they were in slow motion. With his gaze sternly fixed upon my exposed body, he got up and pushed me down to the couch. He assisted in laying me down adjusting each of my limbs just as he liked. His touch was amazingly soft on my skin and I instantly reacted. He knelt on the floor beside the couch and now I really felt like he was going to eat me up. I couldn't help but giggle, he just looked so hungry.

I thought I was going to explode when his hands roamed my body followed by sweet little kisses. It was as if he was trying to get acquainted with every inch of my skin and the attention was making my heart race. I couldn't hold back moans and sighs and his lips went everywhere. Geoff started kissing my neck and behind my ear, and I felt a jolt go straight to my pussy. Not even thinking, I wriggled around hopelessly. His kisses were just so amazing.

Before I knew it he was hovering over me, practically naked. The sight took my breath away, his flat stomach nearly touching my soft flesh below him. The look of hunger never faded and I was getting a kick out of glancing down to watching the damp spot on his boxers slowly grow with his precum.

"Let me ask you something, sweetheart," he nearly panted in between kisses. "Have you ever had an orgasm because a man got you there?" His sweet kisses were lovely still, but the question caught me very off guard.

"Not really, but let's just have some fun." I ran a hand through his hair. He was already doing do much for me and the level of intimacy I'd felt tonight already meant more than I could put into words. "I'm on the pill and everything. Don't worry about me."

Much to my surprise, he growled back at me and shook his head. "Yeah, I think not. I think tonight should be all about you, my sweet valentine." He kissed his way down my neck and snaked his hands behind my back to unclasp my bra. I arched my back to help him reach and eagerly awaited his attention as he sat up to remove it the rest of the way. He stared for a while, licking his lips and making small humming noises. How had I managed to get this wonderful man so focused on pleasing me?

The more I looked at him staring at me, the more I couldn't take. I was getting really excited and when my hands went to stroke my breasts, he immediately replaced mine with his. He captured my mouth and kissed like it was the last thing he'd ever do. Our lips continued to tango as he hands kneaded my breasts and pinched at my nipples. He was exploring, taking in their weight and my reactions, and I was loving it. The more he tried to please me the more comfortable I got with the idea. Brazen as it may be, my fingers intertwined with his hair and I gently pushed his mouth down to my nipples. My breath sunk in my chest the moment he lapped at them. I was in heaven.

"You played for me so well today, Maxine, and I think it's time to return the favor. How about I use my fingers and play you?" his seductive tone and smile made my jaw drop. No one had ever talked to me like that. He began feverishly kissing everywhere, working his way down to my pussy. He pulled my panties down and his lips ran all the way down my leg before he flung the garment across the room. Suddenly I could feel his breath against my womanhood and he rested his head against the inside of my thigh. "Are you going to sing for me, baby?"

I swear I almost came right then and there. I could feel my hips rise on their own volition and my mouth uttered noises without my brain's consent. Geoff kept still, just laughing at my neediness. For a moment I felt a little cheap, now realizing I was gripping the sofa cushions just craving his attention. I silently begged him for anything, just something.

"Oh, god! Is something wrong?" I whimpered not knowing the thoughts had escaped me. He had laid there between my legs for a while. I was feeling more than self-conscious and all those stupid things that shouldn't be running through my hand, found their way in anyhow. Why was he waiting? Did I have an ugly pussy? I lay back trying to remember if I had shaved. I was sure that I had. Then it hit me, he didn't want to do this. My heart went out for him and I got it. Just because oral is a popular thing to do doesn't mean everybody like administering it. It's not like I wasn't already excited. He didn't have to do that if he didn't want to.

He looked up at me for a split second and rained kisses everywhere his lips could reach from that position. "Nothing at all, baby. Just enjoying the view." It was almost like I had woken him up from a trance or something.

I tried my best not to sound stupid, "You know, you don't have to do this. I'm completely fine with straight up fucking."

"All in good time lover," he assured, a devilish grin meeting my eyes as he took first taste. "God, you taste good," he whispered back to me, licking his lips.

My eyes shut and stayed that way for a long while. It was exquisite. He licked and lapped at my seam at first but got braver by the minute. I tried my best to hold still, but it was impossible. He was too good. Then his fingers found me and I thought I would lose all hope of keeping any sort of dignity I ever had. Two fingers curled within my pussy and I accepted him with a shameful amount of ease. My hands found his hair again and I tried not to sob at the exceptional feeling that was pulsing though my body.

Best of all, with what short glances I could manage, Geoff seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself. He kept a sure and steady rhythm, raking his fingertips against that pleasure spot within my walls. And then all the sudden it wasn't enough. His fingers were wonderful yes, but I couldn't help but wonder about that magnificent cock he'd kept my attention from. I wanted him to fill me so badly, and I couldn't wait any longer. "Please, Geoff could you..." I began pleading but lost the ability to form words with another gasp as I bit my lip.

"What, baby?" he smiled back at me. He looked as though he was completely enjoying himself. His face gleamed in what little light there was and I knew it was because my juices were painted across his mouth. "You want more?" He looked down at me waiting for instruction. There had been little bursts of bravery from me all night, but now I wasn't going to hold back. I wanted to have fun and here he was, more than willing to get me there.

Before I could speak his free hand snaked up my tummy and found my left nipple. "Is this what you want?" he playfully asked, tugging and pinching at my breast. It was like he was playing a game now and he must've really wanted to win. He kept me speechless and he licked his fingers and tempted my nipple further. I had no idea what proper nipple play could do to me and I arched my back, desperate for more of his attention. This wasn't what I wanted though. I wanted him to fuck me, so I shook my head despite the enjoyment he was causing.

"Hmm. Maybe this?" He was so intent on finding what it was that I wanted, that had he not been incredibly capturing, I would've told him. His mouth returned to my pussy and I tugged at his hair while he manipulated my clit. It still wasn't what I needed, so I continued refusing. "Are you sure? Not even this?" he asked right before taking my clit in his mouth to suck on.

I pushed against his face, loving every little motion he went through, but I wanted his cock. I kept shaking my head. I needed his cock.

He lifted and few moments later and retracted the fingers that had been pulsing through me the entire time. I was in such bliss and I enjoyed rubbing my hands along my breasts and wiggling beneath his stare for a bit. Geoff was like a drug for me. I beckoned him near with a curled finger and he kissed his way up until he face hovered over mine.

I couldn't keep from smiling and I knew by his expression, he liked what all he'd seen. It was time for him to feel now though. "You know your fingers are amazing, but I've a very specific need right now," I purred right before pulling him down for a desperate kiss. I don't think he even realized I had removed his boxers as we were kissing.

"Tell me," he whispered, slightly panting as I released his mouth.

By the way he moaned, I must've caught him by surprise when I shoved myself onto his cock. He felt even better than I had imagined and I regretted nothing. "Mmmm," I hummed, "Geoff, you feel wonderful! This is exactly what I wanted."

He kissed me hard and swallowed every moan I dare make. The heat and motion he provided was amazing. I could feel his rock hard cock fill me all the way up. His speed increased and I buried my face into his neck. I kissed everywhere I could and raked my fingertips along his back. I just felt so full and wonderful.

There was still even more that could be done, though. With two light taps on his shoulder I got his attention. "Let's change positions, baby." His goofy smile displaying his true enjoyment helped me take what I wanted. I pushed him down to sit on the couch properly. "I want to ride you while you suck on my tits."

"Oh god, that's hot!" he moaned. Ever eager to please me, he grabbed my hips and impaled me. There wasn't any time to waste. He had a nipple in my mouth within seconds of my first pound into him and I struggled to think of anything that could feel better. He tugged at my nipple with his teeth and I hissed his name, lifting myself and dropping back down with an intense need. He bit me hard and lapped away the pain with a flattened tongue. He made damn sure to give both my breasts ample attention and I was putty in his hands because of it.

"Give me some bruises, baby," I commanded, surprising myself as much as I did Geoff. "I want a couple love bites." I hadn't ever asked for a hickey before, but all the sudden they sounded awesome. I wanted him to mark me up while I ground myself deep on his cock.

Geoff looked back at me surprised for a split second, before delving into my bosom and sucking to his heart's content. I guess the idea was just as hot for him as it was for me. While his mouth kept busy, his hand dropped to my clit and sent me soaring. I hoped he could hold on because there was little control I had over myself. I rammed my tight pussy down his cock, soaking in each sensation he was causing.

Just as I was getting close, Geoff shifted and guided my hand down to replace the one he had on my clit. His own hands found my ass and he leaned back on the couch to fuck me good and hard. He was kneading my ass cheeks and sucking my tits, and it didn't take long for me to come. I felt myself tighten up while the world around me grew black. The sensation was breath taking. I buried my face into his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me, holding my shaking body close to his.

He held me for a long while until my shivers subsided. I relished each passing second. Resting against him still holding his manhood within me, I was filled with pure bliss. Geoff rained sweet little kisses all over my shoulders and neck. It all felt so amazing and he was all the more wonderful for letting me enjoy myself.

"Holy fuck, Geoff," I sighed contently, nuzzling into him as much as I could. I suddenly realized that all my limbs had turned to jelly and I started giggling. "I can't move."

"Well good," He stated matter-of-factly. "I don't want you to."

Was there anything about this man that wasn't perfect? A small tremor of residual pleasure ran through me and my giggles turned into an outright laugh. I was beside myself, awestruck with this man. "Thank you."

"Oh sweetheart, the pleasure is all mine. Besides," he replied, joining my laughter, "I was just following orders for the most part."

"I'm so sorry. I got little selfish." I cupped his cheek with my hand and looked up at him. I was truly sorry I had used him for my own benefit and terribly embarrassed. How could I be so inconsiderate? "You sounded like you really wanted to get me off, so I took advantage. I'm sorry."

He turned into my palm and kissed it, "Never apologize, especially for something as great as what we just did." His gaze fell to my breasts and mine followed. There were three purplish bruises scattered along my bosom. His marks would be making me wet every time I saw them. Geoff so tenderly traced the edge of each bruise before kissing them. "God, that is just so incredible. I've never done that to a girl before. It's going to be difficult avoiding it now."