You Enchant Me Ch. 04

Shaking my head I couldn't help but to let out a laugh, "Yes Don Vito, yes you are."

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A bottle of wine later, with the next open and empty Chinese take out boxes on the coffee table and after a lot of giggling and getting to know more about each other, Nisha and I were cuddled up together on the couch. The sexual tension of before had died down to a deep undercurrent. It was still there but held at bay for now.

Since we were staying in for the evening, Nisha gave me some comfy clothes to borrow, and we both changed. Separately, not in the same room if that's what you were thinking! She now wore a comfy black v-neck which dipped pretty low onto her chest and a pair of shorts that showed off her toned leggy legs. Comfort and a great view of cleavage played to my favor. She had let me borrow a pair of shorts as well which were a bit loose on me, and not to mention a loose t-shirt. I loved being wrapped up in her clothes, her scent was all over me.

Nisha had just put on a movie and turned off the lights, we ended up for a thriller that we had both seen before, so we settled together on the couch, under a warm blanket. The sides of our bodies were pressed to one another, with her hand in my lap, held by mine, and my head leaning into hers.

I won't deny the fact that I could barely concentrate on the movie. There was an undeniable tension beneath that comfortable cuddling. As I held her hand in mine, I noticed how soft her skin felt, and I would sometimes lift my head up to glance at her during the beginning scenes. A couple of times she caught me, but I would just smirk it off at her, to the point where she became flushed for the fact that I couldn't stop looking at her.

With the glow of the television and a few tea candles, Nisha's face was warmly lit up, her skin was a golden brown this close and her lips the kind of pink that you know gets redder once they've been kissed for hours.

Anyway, as the movie progressed, she moved her hand from my lap and wrapped it across my shoulder, pulling me to her. My hand moved to her thigh and I absentmindedly traced small patterns over it. Okay, it wasn't so absentmindedly. I was hyper aware of where my hands were, every touch and every movement. Nisha's other hand found mine and threaded through my fingers, she lifted it up and kissed it with those soft lips of hers again and again.

At that time, I had turned and looked at her and she just giggled and lightly bit one of my fingers, "Watch the movie."

I grinned and traced her lips, "But you're so much more interesting..."

Nisha smirked and raised her eyebrow, "How interesting?"

This time I shrugged the blanket off of us and looked her up and down intently, my hands moving to hers, pushing them up over her head, swinging my hips over her lap, "So interesting that I think I would rather continue what you started before," I murmured huskily.

Nisha's breathing hitched as her eyes darkened, her hair framing her face perfectly, the smirk still played on her lips as she narrowed her eyes, "If I recall, you stopped it for dinner reservations," her voice was lilting and teasing.

I leaned in closer, our lips a few inches away from each other, "I thought you would want to eat dinner," I rolled my hip slowly towards her just once, "But to be honest, it wasn't exactly what I was in the mood to eat..." I grinned and leaned forward, lazily licking over the bottom of her lip.

Nisha tried to catch me in a kiss as I tilted my head away, which probably wasn't the smartest move for me teasing her, considering she had direct access to one of my weak points. Her teeth sunk into my neck and she flicked her tongue over my neck, sucking sharply. I couldn't help but let out a gasp, my hands letting go of hers as she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. My head tilted back and my hips bucked into her as Nisha worked on my neck...she was going to leave a dark red mark on me for sure, and I didn't mind it one bit.

My fingers threaded through her hair and I tugged her head back, groaning softly, wanting to kiss her- needing to kiss her. Her eyes caught mine and looked intensely at me for that moment, and then I leaned forward and we were kissing again.

She kissed me back just as fiercely. It was a wet, deep, intense kiss that would have made me weak at the knees if I was standing. The thrill of no interruptions, knowing that I could finally be with her tonight, kiss her without interruption...fuck her, and be fucked by her without interruption.

I could feel Nisha's hot body rubbing against mine and the next thought I had was the fact that I had been neglecting her poor breasts. My hands slipped down and grasped her breasts, pushing them together and she purred into my mouth. I could feel her nipples through her bra and shirt, they were stiff and I couldn't wait to finally see them, to taste them, to play with them. Nisha was kneading my ass and pressing my hips into hers, I could feel hers rocking up towards me.

My hands pushed her shirt down, the scoop was wide enough so that her breasts, covered by a nude lacy, half cupped bra were showing. I broke the kiss, with a whimper from Nisha from the loss of my lips. I gazed at her breasts intently, and my hands fit around them perfectly. I pushed them together, watching her cleavage and biting my lip, entranced. She was watching me and squirming underneath. I could feel her hips trying to press down into the couch instead of up onto me.

The contrast of the nude bra and her mocha colored skin was sexy as hell. Her areola just barely peaked through; it teased me, just as she did. I grinned and traced around it with my thumb, watching it crinkle up slowly, my hips moving to a slow roll every time I completed the circle. But I could be a tease too, "Is it too cold for you in here, beautiful?"

Nisha coughed, trying to clear her throat, but her voice still came out in a husky whisper, "Uh huh. Can't think of any other reason I would be like this..."

I laughed at her sass and shook my head, continuing not touching her nipples, which were getting stiffer as each moment passed by. Sitting on top of this sexy as hell woman, her lips pinkish red from our intense kissing, hair mussed up from my fingers digging through it, it was like her whole appearance was begging for me. I grinned as she writhed underneath me, her hands pulling my hips into her.

I was so distracted by her breasts that I didn't notice she had slipped her hands under my shirt and scratched slowly and sharply down my back, making me arch into Nisha. The sting made me tingle all over. I was sure there'd be pink lines down my back from her nails. I couldn't help but arch my back and press into her, moaning throatily and pressing down on her nipples. She gasped out in response, breathing raggedly, and then she smirked at me-that minx.

Her hands then dragged back up scratching again slowly and slightly lighter which made me roll my hips again. I groaned out, my eyes closing and head tilting back, unable to control my movements. It was a little scary how fast she was learning the exact buttons to press on my body to make me go crazy. My hands moved from her breasts reluctantly, and I opened my eyes to look back into hers.

I slowly peeled off the shirt she had given me to wear, watching her watch me. It's so fucking sexy to watch someone being turned on by you. Nisha's eyes were darkened and she licked her lip slowly. It dragged across her bottom lip lazily. Fuck, I could just imagine the things her tongue could do.

She leaned forward and threaded her fingers through my hair, bringing my ear to her mouth as she whispered into it, "I hate your bra."

I frowned immediately but then heard her start again, "It's blocking something that I really, really want to play with."

The frown spread into a large grin, I pressed my cheek to hers, nuzzling, and pressed my chest forward against her, rubbing our breasts together. "You sound like a kid who wants to play with her toys. Too bad for you, you'll have to wait until I play with mine." The last part I purred into Nisha's ear as I felt her hands scratch down against my back. She was going to leave some marks... But she wasn't the only one.

She started challenging me back- "That's not even-"

I interrupted her, I guess I just have a knack for that. I tilted my head down and bit her neck sharply, sucking on it and Nisha groaned out deeply, "FUCK, Arie."

Her body squirmed underneath me. It felt like she was torn between pulling me closer and pushing me away.

Her nails dug into my sides and she pushed her hips up to mine more roughly, making me rub myself against her. I know she could feel how hot I was against her lap, I started rubbing myself more firmly against her and finally let go of her neck, and her whole body shivered underneath mine. Her hands slipped around my back and she skillfully undid my bra clasps. My bra straps fell down my shoulders and she slipped it off of me, throwing it on the ground.

Her eyes were trained on my breasts...my nipples were stiff, light pink, and her hands were able to cup my breasts fully, covering all of them. She started to lick down my collarbone, making small sharp nips down it. I couldn't help but arch and grind my hips into her. She was touching all of the right spots. And then she started twisting my nipples between her fingers, tugging them lightly after each twist and a stream of moans and curses were rolling out of my mouth.

Nisha's face was very satisfied as she kissed, nipped, and licked. She finally reached my breasts, supporting my back with one hand as I leaned back, her mouth fastening around my nipple, not able to wait a moment longer. Her mouth opened wider over my breast, teeth pressing into my skin, and her tongue skillfully played with my nipple. My whole body was on fire.

I hissed out her name and writhed on top of her. My hands threaded through her thick curly hair, holding her head to my breast. She was so fucking hot.

Nisha's hand gripped my thigh, pressing her nails into it, and dragged them higher up into my inner thigh. I was melting on top of her. I could feel her hot breath as she switched nipples. My breasts were wet from her mouth and pink from her hands and her mouth.

I was losing all control as she slipped her fingers down and cupped my pussy. Her first direct contact with it and my hips bucked firmly into her hand automatically, my eyes were squeezed tightly shut and when I opened them I found her looking at me as she worked on my breasts. Her eyes were glazed over with lust and a glint. Her fingers were massaging me through the same shorts she had let me borrow and I was pressing my pussy into her hand with abandon. I could feel myself clenching my pussy walls, trying to get her to touch over my clit... I needed and wanted more contact from her. And it was like Nisha read my mind.

Her fingers dipped underneath her shorts and underneath my boyshorts, and that time I cried out, "Oh fuck Nisha!" My eyes squeezed shut as I felt her hot fingers against my wetness.

Nisha's mouth lifted from my breasts, her lips were wet from what she had been doing and she lifted her head, our mouths were inches apart and I couldn't help but breathe out hotly. She was breathing me in as her fingers started slipping over my outer lips and up towards my stiff clit. Nisha's breath hitched with every new touch and I moaned loudly, my hips uncontrollably and shamelessly pushing myself onto her.

Nisha's voice was low and she started murmuring and her gaze was intense. I couldn't close my eyes anymore, "Arie baby, you're so wet", she leaned forward and licked my lip lazily. My tongue ran across it after, trying to get her taste. "It's making me so, so wet too...my panties are soaked because of you."

My eyes were locked onto hers and I was hanging onto her every word, "But that's not what I want right now. I want you." She leaned forward and bit my jawline, pressing two fingers against my clit, "I want to taste you." She started rubbing my clit between her two fingers on either side, "I want to lick every last bit of you up...I've thought it about from the moment I first saw you...having my head buried between your legs, and my tongue in your pussy.."

"Oh god baby," I gasped out and pushed myself onto her fingers, her fingers pressed into me, entering me slowly and fully. My hips were already rocking of their own accord and she was fucking me, as her fingers started moving faster and deeper. She had pressed her teeth to my neck, just underneath my jawline and was nipping and licking me all over, breathing hotly. This is what had been consuming my mind since the first moment I saw her, from all the times I had touched myself thinking of her, and now she was touching me, wanting me, needing me.

And then with a sudden movement, her fingers withdrew, gripped my thigh as the other gripped my hips and pulled me so that my back was on the couch and I was pressed against it. I looked at her in frustration as her fingers had been really busy doing a very important job.

Nisha just grinned at me in that naughty way that she had. She slipped off of the couch, and I had my eyes trained on her. She moved onto her knees and helped me shrug off my shorts. My pussy was so absolutely dripping. Nisha's grin turned into a smirk and she lifted the fingers that had been inside of me and licked slowly along the length of her fingers, the visual was enough to make me groan. Nudging her body between my legs, they spread wide to accommodate her. Nisha then moved her fingers to the top of my thighs and scratched down from the upper thighs to right above my knees, my hips bucked up immediately and I got goose bumps all over.

Groaning softly, I sucked up my pride..."Nisha baby, will you please?"

Nisha's tongue flicked out by my inner thigh and licked along the length were she had scratched, and her hands scratched along on the outside of my thighs. The tease was excruciatingly pleasing in the way that just makes you want it so fucking badly.

And then that was it, I didn't have to ask anymore.

Nisha pushed my thighs even further apart and fastened her mouth on my pussy, sucking it fully and flicking her tongue out between my inner lips. I almost screamed but just managed to keep it to a cry out of unintelligible curse words. I rocked my hips up and my hands threaded through that luscious curly hair again, pushing her down onto my lap. Nisha's nails dug into my thighs sharply and she started pumping her tongue in and out, in and out.

She then moved her mouth to my clit and started flickering her tongue over my stiff button, I writhed and squirmed underneath her, unable to control my movements. My legs were in spasms from the way that she had been teasing.

This night had been one long tease and now I was finally getting what I had been thinking about since the first time I had seen her in the club. She then started moaning into my pussy, and I felt the delicious tingle all throughout my body. My hands lifted to my breasts and I started tugging on my nipples, cupping and grasping my breasts with one of my hands.

Nisha felt me moving and looked up from between my legs while she licked and sucked my pussy. I was getting closer and closer. My body was completely on edge and her soft, wet, hot tongue was getting me right where I needed to be. My eyes squeezed shut and I tugged on Nisha's hair and bucked my hip up at the same time that she thrust her tongue back inside of me as she wiggled the tip inside of me, "Uh, uh baby. Fuck, I'm so fucking close...!"

And then I came. Right into her mouth, and she kept on sucking just right through it.

My hips pumped up weakly and my whole body went lax. Nisha's nails stopped digging into me, and she rubbed warmly over my thighs with the palm of her hand, softly and slowly licking along the length of my slit until I pushed her away. I was just too sensitive for any more.

Nisha slowly moved her mouth away, a self-satisfied grin on her face as she licked her lips, looking up at me. She leaned down and kissed my thigh warmly and wetly and then bit it.

I laughed weakly and lightly tugged on her hair, "Get your ass up here."

She laughed and looked up at me, pouting playfully, "But I like it down here." Nisha slowly raised herself up, straightening her back and moving her body between my legs; I wrapped my arm around her, and pulled her into me.

Our lips met in a deep kiss, one of my hands cupping the back of her head as I tasted myself in her mouth. I let out a soft moan into her lips and lightly scratched her scalp. Nisha purred and pressed into me. Fuck. This woman, she was so goddamn sexy.

Breaking the kiss, I tilted my head and nuzzled her cheek, my cheeks were flushed and Nisha was planting small kisses all over my cheek and by my ear, I couldn't help but smile. I leaned forward and murmured in her ear, "Thank you..." I kissed her earlobe softly and lightly bit it, "You are amazing...And you're not the only one who loses control."

I could feel Nisha's cheek stretch against mine as she smiled, staying quiet. I started to flick my tongue against her earlobe between each word, "It", lick, "felt", lick, "so", lick, "fucking", lick, "good...better than I imagined, and you know I imagined it a lot...".

Nisha let out a throaty moan and pressed her body to mine, "And I imagined you imagining it..."

Purring into Nisha's ear, I lightly nudged her back. Then, I lightly rested my hands on her shoulders and used it as leverage to get up, tracing my fingers over her chin and looking at her as she looked up at me, I grinned, "Let's move to the bedroom, Nisha."

Nisha got up and looked at me up and down, smirking, "You know...out of all the outfits I've seen you in, I think this is by far my favorite."

I grinned and narrowed my eyes at her, tugging her into the bedroom, "I think I have yet to see my favorite outfit on you, and I think you have entirely too many clothes on."

She laughed and looked pointedly at me, her dark eyes pinning me, "I have a feeling that for you, the two of those statements are not mutually exclusive."

I then copied her and looked her up and down, observing her state of undress. Her shirt was still pushed underneath her breasts, but they were covered by that nude colored lacy bra. It was a sexy and teasing look, especially considering how much I wanted to see what was under. Her hair was all messed up, and her panties were slightly bunched up towards her crotch.

Nisha looked hot... She looked, absolutely fuckable; which is just what I intended to do to her. The things I had wanted to do since I saw her in the club, since I touched myself after seeing her, since we had been dancing at the club...since she had licked my pussy.

I nudged Nisha to sit down on the bed, and she looked at me grinning. Wriggling my body between her long smooth legs, I pressed against her, cupping her cheeks and leaning down to press kisses all over her face, the last one being a long lick over Nisha's lips.

Her eyes had closed and she blinked slowly when looking up at me, I couldn't help but notice that her hips had moved slightly into me when I had licked her lip, and I grinned. She didn't know what she was getting herself into; or rather she knew exactly what it was, and wanted it just as badly as I wanted it.

Taking a step back and grinning wider, I tugged Nisha's shirt up over her head. Her bra was the only thing left on her top. Tracing my fingers down, I lightly scratched over her collarbone and her breast. Her eyes were locked with mine and she was biting her lip.

She curled her arms around my waist and tugged me onto her lap, I laughed and sat on her thigh, "You know, beds are for lying down on right?"

She giggled brightly, making me smile... "Well they're also for sleeping, but I have a feeling that's not what we are about to do." I grinned and moved off of her leg, pushing her hands away and lying out onto the bed, stretching out my body and watching her watch me.