Part 45

Part 45: Explicit

Not sure if this is a bad time for me wanting to have some rough love making with my man, since his friend committed suicide and all, but I sure as hell plan to try. I started the fire to get the mood going. I ran us a nice hot bath with lavender, and floating rose pedals. By that time I knew the fire was ready. I went back into the living room, threw the envelope in the fireplace just as Eric walked in.

"So you're burning your mark."

"Yes, I've completed my mission and ready to move on. I ran us a bath so we can relax, I just need to grab a nice bottle of wine."

Eric couldn't help himself, he knew who my marks were, but I think he needed to hear it from me. I changed the subject as quick as I could. I offered him a full body massage only if he was willing to fully undress where we stood, but he declined. Stating he wasn't in the mood for anything remotely close to romance and that it would take him a while. He apologized and stated he's going to go lay down while I take a bath. He walked away without acknowledging my existence.

After my long bath, I went into the bedroom to lotion down. I sat on the chase peering out the window into the darkness of the lake, wishing the right way to comfort him would run across the water for me to read. Then I felt his harm strong hands touch my shoulders. His breath on my neck and I slight whisper with him saying he was sorry. He tells me that he's going to take a shower and wants me to stay put. I did as he asked, well, I'm not sure if it's because he made the request or because I was still waiting for the water to speak to me, show me a sign, something. After Eric's shower, I noticed I was still sitting there waiting on something that would never come.

He runs his fingers threw my hair, I leaned my head back to get the full feel of this head massage, and what greets me. Eric's semi hard equipment, that started jumping with each rub. At one point his equipment gave me a sign and jumped onto my face, which didn't bother me at all. The tip kept running across my lips, so I stuck my tongue out but adding a little force. Before I had a chance to fully give him pleasure he pulls away. Coming around to the front of the chase, he gets in his knees, spreads my legs, and begins to give me instant gratification. Rubbing his head, pushing his face deeper into me, I reach my pinnacle with each stroke of his tongue. Unable to take anymore, I push him away from me. Stand up, breast against the window begging for him to take me as I was.

Bodies slamming, grinding, and sweating against one another. I could feel all of my energy spiraling out of control and up my spine. For me my end was near and the way Eric's shaking, it seems he reaching his limit as well. I take back control by jumping on him while he stays within me, making him hold me. Our bodies continue to connect while Eric walks and loves me on the way to the bed. By the time we got there and comfortable our end came together like two ends to a rope.

Laying in his arms, he kisses and runs his lips across my forehead, holding me tight as we both attempt to catch our breath. At some point between him kissing my forehead and us trying to catch our breath, we doze off into a blissful sleep.