Just One Drink (166 page)

Wrapping his arms around her now, Simon motioned Teresa beneath him as he dropped his lips down to her neck. His fingers continued to invade her, thrusting her with slow, precise strokes that got deeper with every push. The sensations were all too much for Teresa that she let go of his cock and lay back- losing herself in the rush of pleasure.

Simon gave her a moment before slipping off his fingers to pull off her skirt and panties in one quick motion. With her cunt now exposed to him, Simon held her by the waist as he stuck his head between her legs.

The turf of jet-black hair around her pussy was soaked in her sweet juices that enticed Simon's taste buds. Teresa saw him lick his lips. She knew what was coming.

He opened his mouth and licked her inner thigh. Kissing the spot as his fingers danced circles over her clit. He didn't touch her directly; he just wanted her to know that he was there. His tongue trailed over to her slit and gave her a lick. He wanted her to beg for it.

"Please…"

Simon continued to tease her with his tongue, lashing away at her steaming cunt but barely touching her clit at all. He wrapped his hand behind her back and held her up for him as he slipped his tongue into her pussy, fucking her now.

Teresa rolled her eyes and let out another moan as she reached for the back of his head, instinctively trying to direct him to her clit that was in so much need of attention.

Simon continued to invade her with his tongue, tickling the roof where her most sensitive spot began to pulsate. Teresa arched her back, her toes curled, her muscles clenched as his tongue tormented her.

"Please…" Teresa moaned again.

Simon withdrew his tongue from her cunt and zeroed in on her clit. He took the swollen nub into his mouth as he began to suck her off, giving into her desires now. Inside his mouth, his tongue continued to work circles around her clit; flicking and teasing Teresa as she felt her orgasm start to build.

Her hips buckled as the wave started to rush out of her. Sensing this, Simon withdrew his lips from her clit and eased it off with gentle strokes from his thumb. The sensations subsided and Teresa lay there twitching.

Simon gave himself a moment and slipped off his jeans. He returned to the bed, stroking his stiff, moistened cock in his hand. Teresa knew what was coming, but she wanted to give him a little more before he let himself inside.

Teresa pushed herself upwards and kissed Simon, grabbing the back of his neck now as she inched her body closer to him. She waved his hand off his throbbing member and took it into her hands, slowly stroking him. She lowered her head and ran her tongue around his large head, savoring the taste of him as she gazed into his eyes.

Simon titled his head back and with her mouth open, Teresa received him. She sucked on the head as she stroked his shaft, slowly getting deeper now as he grabbed a handful of hair and thrust his throbbing member into her mouth.

Teresa loved it- how her body longed for attention like this! She sucked his cock with careless abandon, unleashing months of pent up lust upon his strong, ebony being.

Simon allowed himself to enjoy the sensations before pushing Teresa away. He didn't want to cum yet. She still had her hand wrapped around his cock. She looked up at him and kissed him again.

They shared a passionate kiss again as Simon forcefully grabbed her by the hips and shoved his cock into her cunt.

Teresa broke away from the kiss and Simon watched her eyes break open from the sudden impalement. He started off slow with deep, precise thrusts that just shook her to the core.

Simon held her down by the hips as he continued to thrust into her; his arm coiled around her body as he held a handful of her hair, holding her away as he watched her face change expressions. He liked what he was doing to her. He liked that she was enjoying it and it only made him want to fuck her even harder.

Teresa was lost in all the sensations as Simon's thick, hard cock pounded into her. She clung to his body for dear life, feeling like she was going to fall apart at any moment if she didn't have anything to hold to.

Their moans came together in a chorus of pleasure and lust; their bodies bumping and grinding, with sweat coating their bodies that it filled the room with the thick scent of sex.

Simon pulled Teresa down on the bed and placed her legs on his shoulders as he rocked his hips, penetrating her even deeper now.

"Oh my god!" Teresa broke, her fingers clutching the sheets.

It was all so overwhelming. His smooth, stiff cock just hit all the right areas. It was at the right angle that it rubbed her spot with every thrust, which alone was enough to trigger shots of pleasure to her clit.

Simon picked up the pace, fucking her even harder and deeper now that Teresa knew that she was going to lose it at any moment. Sensing this, Simon decided to take her over the edge- pounding his pulsating manhood into her swollen crevice harder now as the sensations took her so far over the edge that every muscle in her body clenched together in a tight explosion that sent shockwaves all over her body.

Simon continued to ride her as her orgasm subsided. He pulled his cock out of her and began to stroke himself off before her. Taking a cue, Teresa took his cock again and stroked him off to orgasm, watching the expression on his face change as four tremendous spurts broke from the tip of his cock, spraying his creamy seed all over her hand.

She loved the power she finally had over him during those final moments. She didn't want to think about it, but she knew. She wanted more.

***

It was a quarter past four in the morning when Marcus finally came home.

Teresa was curled up in bed. Being in a long-term relationship with a billionaire had its advantages such as living in one of the finest high-rises in the city. They moved into Greenbelt Heights a little over a year ago. Teresa fell in love with the view, which inspired Marcus to make it the focal point of their bedroom.

She still had Simon in her head, her body still feeling the sensations of the way they touched earlier that evening. The arrival of Marcus, while welcome, made her feel even more detached than she did when he canceled their plans.

"Hey," Marcus said as he slipped off his shirt. "Still awake?"

"Yes."

He curled into bed next to her and wrapped his arm around her body to pull her close. "I'm sorry about tonight."

"It's fine. I'm used to it."

"Please," Marcus kissed the bare spot on her. "Let me make it up to you."

"There's nothing to make up for," Teresa said, turning to Marcus. "Our anniversary had come and gone. You were busy. It's alright."

"It isn't to me," Marcus said.

Teresa felt for Marcus. Even with all the work and the success, he never forgot her. He still looked at her with the same loving gaze he had when they had started dating. It was a hard time.

She was the one with a steady job and supported him, and through all that, Marcus vowed to make it up to her. And he did, but with all that love, it just felt like he didn't want her as much as he used to.

And in the moments when she needed him most, he was hardly ever around.

Teresa smiled at Marcus softly and gave him a kiss on the lips. There was still the thought of Simon, haunting her from the back of her mind. But if Marcus could give a little affection right now, she had no problems compartmentalizing the thought of Simon somewhere else.

She could feel it. She could feel herself starting to want him again.

Marcus kissed her. He wrapped an arm around her to support her as he opened his lips a little more, biting into her lip as he felt her leg lock around his trunk. He pushed himself higher up the mattress now as their kisses intensified; lips locked, tongues intertwined in an intimate dance.

Teresa opened the blankets and pulled him even closer to her bare body. In turn, Marcus gently cupped his hand beneath her breast, giving it a squeeze as she moaned into his mouth.

He drew his fingers upwards and gave attention to her nipple. He started off with light flicks, drawing the most out of the smallest touches to really get her juices going.

Marcus was familiar with her body. Four years was a long time to learn and understand what another person wanted; what it took to take another person from passing sensations to the arms of raw, untamable lust. Even though he knew how to fuck her the way she wanted, sex with Marcus was never routine.

Marcus pulled his lips away from her and trailed kisses down her chin, to her neck- how Teresa savored the sensations from neck kisses- and down to her chest to pay attention to her other breast.

His tongue mimicked the same pattern as his fingers; slow strokes around the nipple, slowly scratching upwards until he took the whole nipple for a squeeze.

His index and middle finger working on her left nipple, as his tongue worked on the right. It was an overload of sensations that left Teresa pressing her groin against his body, grinding him.

Marcus bit into her nipple and used his lips to tug the sensitive nub. He released his mouth for a moment, only to return as he took her whole breast into her mouth for a mighty suck.

Teresa's grinding intensified. The itch between her legs swelled into a passionate burn that left her hungry for relief. She couldn't take it anymore. Within moments, Teresa had her fingers drawn down to her cunt as she rubbed herself off.

"That's it," Teresa broke, biting her lips.

Marcus lowered his hand, pushing Teresa's away as he began to work on her clit himself. He pressed deep on the skin around her button, tormenting her slow circles. Slowly, he reached upwards, drawing the circles right over her hood- just playing her the way she wanted.

Teresa closed her eyes and held him as tight as she could, losing herself in the touch of the man who really knew what to give her what she wanted.

For Marcus though, it had been a long day in the office and more than release, he wanted to make things up to her the only way he knew he really could.

Quickly, he turned Teresa on her belly and propped her on all fours. She was soaked- her juices dripped down the turf of hair around her swollen sex. Marcus missed the taste of her and with his tongue out, he gave her pussy a lick.

He buried his face right into her sex as he worked on her clit. His tongue continued where his fingers- pushing against the hood of her clit as he licked her with up and down strokes

And as he did that, he slipped two fingers into her pussy. He finger fucked her at an angle, feeling her moist walls clench as he slipped them in and out, in and out.

"Baby." Teresa moaned. "Fuck me."

Marcus slipped his fingers off her and not a moment later, he penetrated her with his hard, throbbing cock. He gripped his hands into her hips, holding her down as his hips thrust into her with a steady rhythm.

"Harder…"

Marcus gave her a smack on the ass and pulled the back of her hair, really riling her up now as her hips thrust against his. He reached one hand around her waist and found her clit, working it again now as he fucked her.

It was all so much to bear, Teresa couldn't hold on any longer. Sensing this, Marcus eased himself back into a sitting position, getting Teresa right on top of him as his fingers continued to play with her clit.

Teresa began to ride him, just loving the feeling of being fucked from that position that she started to fuck him even harder.

"Oh baby," Marcus moaned, pulling her hair back as he bit into her neck.

Teresa locked her legs around his to steady herself as she found herself slowly losing control of her body. Lust and passion invaded her and Marcus' cock became her primary tool of pleasure, riding him as hard as she could as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm.