Desire Me

He takes me out for a night on the town and it feels wonderful to actually go out on a proper date with him. First we stop in to have a drink at a popular bar on the main street of Montecito. It has a casual yet hip vibe to it. Then we walk down a couple of blocks hand in hand to Casa Blanca, an upscale dining establishment with white tablecloths where we dine by candlelight at a cozy table for two by the window. This all is so romantic as Grant reaches across the table to hold my hand. I’m a sexy grown up woman on a real date, being wined and dined. I smile inwardly to myself. Such an exhilarating set of emotions pass through me. Grant is the one making all of this possible for me I think as I look up from the menu to gaze at this handsome man before me.

“What is it?” he asks looking back at me with those piercing blue eyes. He is devilishly handsome with his wavy dark blonde hair, those killer blue eyes and that too damn sexy smile of his that steals my breath away every single time.

“I’m having a good time being out together,” I say, smiling back at him.

“Me too, you look so sexy tonight, you’re glowing,” he compliments squeezing my hand.

“Why thank you, Professor Montgomery,” I smile seductively at him.

“I brought my books with me; I have some studying to do this weekend.”

“No problem. I will let you study tomorrow as long as I get to ravish you tonight and tomorrow morning,” he replies, giving me that wicked smile again which I can feel between my legs.

When we get back from dinner he turns on the fireplace in the living room and pours us some wine. He then puts some sexy music on and I can hear Let Me Love You by Mario play through the glow of the living room. I’m thinking about seeing him in all his naked glory, on top of me in front of the fire as we sit down on the sofa.

“Dinner was so romantic. It was nice to finally be able to go out together,” I say over my wine glass, gazing at him.

“I know, I love to be able to take you out. I wish we could do this more often.”

“Grant, I’m beginning to feel like your dirty little secret,” I blurt out before I can catch myself.

“No, don’t say that,” he says with tenderness in his voice. He takes my wine glass and places it on the coffee table. He moves to the floor and sits on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace.

“Come here,” he commands gently. I move over to him and get lost in those blue eyes of his as he starts to unbutton my blouse. His lips and hands explore as he moves down to my breasts. He unclasps my bra taking my sensitive nipple in his warm mouth and he swirls his expert tongue around in circles as a sigh of pleasure escapes from my parted lips. I want to feel all of him against me and inside me. His touch, his kisses leave me thick with desire for him and only him. Now his hands are under my skirt and I unzip it and slide it off.

“You’re overdressed my sexy man,” I murmur as I start to unbutton his shirt and he just watches me silently then stands to take off his pants. Now we’re both bare and free to tantalize every inch of each other’s bodies. I know where I want to start first as I wrap my palm around his large rigid shaft and he lets out a groan. He lies back propped up on one elbow looking the vision of a sex god if there ever was one. The warm glow from the fire plays across our bodies. I sprinkle kisses down his perfectly hard body and then wrap my lips around his crown. Through hooded eyes, filled with desire he watches me and he entwines my hair in his hand.

“That feels amazing,” he huskily breathes out and he bucks his hips slightly trying to get me to take him in deeper. But I just tease the tip lovingly with my tongue and crawl back up to his face.

“I want you,” I whisper before I capture his lips in a deeply passionate kiss which he returns with fervor. He rolls me onto my back and his hands explore up and down my body as he takes a nipple roughly into his mouth. I gasp at the contact of his teeth.

“I need to get something,” he starts to get up.

“No, let’s go bare tonight,” I whisper, grabbing his arm and pulling him back down to me. At first he looks surprised, even I am at my own words.

“Are you sure?” he asks expectantly.

“Yes, I’m on the pill. I want to feel every inch of you,” I say sexily as I gaze down at his manhood and I swear it just got even bigger! He is on me again, I can feel the soft warmth of his skin against mine, and I enjoy the weight of his muscular frame on me, consuming me. This going bare may be a mistake, bring us even closer together, but I need this, I want this right now. He doesn’t waste a moment longer as he starts pressing his crown deep into me and my channel grips him like a glove.

“Ahhh,” I sigh out in ecstasy, enjoying the warmth of his bare skin stroking deep inside me.

“God you feel so warm, so wet, so tight and so good,” Grant growls out as he buries himself deeper with each thrust. This time feels so much more intimate. I feel so close to this man, my sexy Professor and a man he definitely is.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh, yes,” I sigh.

“Do you like it bare baby?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. You feel so good inside me, filling me, stretching me,” I purr. Our pants and moans of pleasure fill the room until he finally groans out taking us both into oblivion with each thrust of his hips into me. I feel his warmth shoot deep inside me and I clench around him in waves. We’re both left breathless as he collapses on top of me and nuzzles my neck.

“That. Was. Amazing.” He chokes out. I curl my arms around him and hold him tightly to me. Then I draw in his sensual scent, as if committing it to memory.





SEVEN


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