Anklets Pressing Against His Back

Day before yesterday, they met. He came to her after a long wait. She had been standing at the door of her penthouse after making tea for two, wondering how his mood would be. Clad in a strappy pink top with her bare back covered by her cascading hair and a monochrome wrap, she felt the slight chill of the winter afternoon wind and imagined the familiar warmth of his arms around her...just a little more wait, she thought.

He arrived and as usual, her breath caught a little like it always did at seeing him at her doorstep. A lot of days and also a tiny quarrel had passed between them since they had met last and she was unsure how to begin, what to say. She got them the tea and he drank it, reclining against the headboard of the bed...she sat in front of him taking about his past few days and general things. Sipping her tea and admiring the very masculinity of his reclining form on the bed...HER bed. Relaxing casually like he belonged there, elbow resting on the pillow and his head on his palm...talking to her. She snuggled in close to him, head on his chest...her fingers wrapping themselves around his forearm like delicate vines around a strong tree....all the while drinking in the nearness of him...

He didn't move or say anything at first and a small apprehension began in her mind...was he angry? Was she doing something wrong? If only he would just say something, anything...and then she felt his hand on her back...tracing the pattern of her wrap....'Aren't you cold..you're wearing this flimsy thing with a sleeveless top..?'...he asked. 'It's not just sleeveless, you know..' , she teased, looking up at him mischievously. Her words had the desired effect...he smiled and she felt his hand burrowing in further...beneath the layers of clothing to find her bare skin...she shivered at the touch of his fingertips and put her arms around his shoulders as his lips touched hers, lightly at first, like their first kiss years ago. They kissed softly, tasting each-other, finding the same sensation that was familiar yet always new...he sucked on her lower lip, sliding her closer to himself, his tongue moving in sinuously between her parted lips, intertwining with hers, deepening the kiss...

They drew apart for a breath and she looked into his eyes and he read a yes in hers and lay her down on the bed, covering her body with his and kissing her again...she closed her eyes and moaned as his lips traced the curve of her cheek down to her neck...kissing and licking sensuously...making her want those lips all over her...she pulled his shirt out from the waistband of his jeans, and at this he pulled her up to a sitting position and took his shirt off and hers too in one smooth movement...she felt his broad strong chest touching her breasts...the sensuality of the feeling hardening her nipples to little peaks that strained against the black lace of her bra and her whole body ached with anticipation. He moved down and pulled them free of the fabric, the sight of the fullness of her fair creamy breasts and the dark rose-pink nipples arousing him almost uncontrollably...she sighed as she felt his warm, wet mouth close gently over her breast and her hands resumed their exploration of the chiseled planes of his back...running her fingernails lightly over it...all the way to his waist and back...wrapping her legs around his and running her toes over the back of his legs...feeling him getting more and more intense as her wandering touches aroused him further...

He licked at her nipples, first one then the other, biting down gently and teasing it with his tongue and she reached in front to undo his belt and zipper and felt the hard length of him in her hand,,,separated only by a layer of soft cotton. He grunted with pleasure at her touch and in a sudden rush of wildness he got up and roughly stripped her off completely. She liked being stripped...his eyes didn't leave the sight of her nude body amidst the blue blanket as he stepped out of his clothes and slid in next to her, pulling the blanket around them.

Outside evening was gathering in purple and the pink-streaked sky darkening to indigo...the west window was open and in the sublime light she could see his hazel eyes which had always mesmerized her talking wordlessly to her. They lay for a while in each-others' arms, savoring the sunset and the feel of skin against skin underneath the warm covers...stretching the erotic tension between them to its absolute limits...

His hand touched her thigh and her legs parted of their own accord with no input needed from her, inviting him in to the most sensitive core of her...his fingers parted the inner lips and he felt her slick wetness...so moist...so ready for him...she felt him grow harder and stroked him slowly...wanting him to continue his explorations...the sudden thrust of his fingers surprised a loud moan out of her and she found him fingering her intensely, hard, every single movement in and out making her hungry for the real part of him that was in her hand....he withdrew his wet fingers and swirled them around her clit and she moaned in pleasure...turning her head towards him and kissing his neck...his chest...licking him with equal fervor...pulling him closer to the edge of his control...when her lips moved to the side of her neck and upto his earlobe and she ran her tongue over it, he knew he couldn't take it anymore....he turned around on top of her and she took him in her mouth, lips closing around the head of his shaft and sucking him...while he pushed her legs apart further and tasted her aroma...stirring the fire within her with his tongue and kissing the deepest parts of her...the pleasure was so intense for her and just when she was about to let go he turned around and french-kissed her, making her taste herself upon his lips...his fingers resumed where he had left off....caressing her petals, rubbing her clit,...lightly...slowly..then faster...whispering the loveliest and the dirtiest of things into her ear...building her pleasure up to a crescendo until the force of an orgasm slammed through her and she felt her back arching...her whole body shivering in his arms, nail digging into his back...and yet he didn't stop stimulating her...moving in just the perfect rhythm until her climax continued into another and then another...she didn't know how many. She relaxed after what felt like an eternity and whispered to him between rapid breaths...no coherent thoughts....only his name...coming from her lips in such a sensual, intimate moment, the most powerful aphrodisiac to him.

He got on top of her, grasping her from the back and she felt his hardness poised just at her entrance. She grabbed his arms and swivelled up, taking him within herself inch by inch...it was the most pleasurable pain she had ever known...she felt filled-up, complete. He entered her warm, moist depths...as close as they could ever possibly be...dipping in and out of her, their upper bodies tightly close, her legs wrapped around his back...him feeling on his back the links of her anklet that was the only thing she was wearing...moving in and out in their own private rhythm...a divine erotic sculpture...

She clung tight to him as his arousal built up, savoring the pain , savoring the pleasure...wiping the sweat from his back, giving in to his urgent kisses...squeezing herself tight around his shaft as his muscles clenched and his grip tightened and he came inside her...the waves of his orgasm subsiding as he lay with his head on her navel, his favorite place to rest on...

He rose up and still grasping her, looked down at her in the soft half-light...the face of the girl he knew since long but never imagined he would be this close to...a thousand subtle expressions of affection crossing the depths of his eyes in a single moment...she looked back at him, trying to save forever, to imprint upon herself this look in his eyes and smiled tentatively, her smile widening to one of pure joy as he bent down and placed a pious kiss upon her forehead.

She didn't know what lay in future for them, but in that moment, it was perfect. The November evening...dark blue sky...stars just coming out, lighting up a constellation of hope inside her soul...and he had made love to her like they had always dreamed of. Yes, it was perfect. She was happy, completely, utterly, blissfully happy, she realized as she lay her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.