Dirty Imagines

I sat back on my heals and looked over his gorgeous body. His hands behind his head, an evil smirk across his lips, his hair held back by his hands. Now where to begin? I look him over trying to find the best possible way to make it last as long as it could, exploring every imaginable option there was.
I unfold my arms and my right index finger immediately drops to leaves tattooed on his v line and start to trace. No, this was not my intended starting place, it just happened.
I look up at him and his eyes are closed. I look down and his cock twitches. I smile knowing he isn't going to be getting relief any time soon.
I trace the left one first then move to the right. After I finish I pick my hand up cross my arms again, thinking. His eyes open and look at me, he's trying to read my next move.
I bend over slowly and each hand lands to either side of his torso, I then slide them down. My cold necklace slides across his dick, he takes a deep breath in. I bend over and tilt my head to side and put my lips across his shaft and lightly suck, my tongue tracing the length of it as I come off.
I let my hands slide up the bed some, my breasts graze his cock as I slide forward, I hear him suck in air. I kiss his navel as I make my way up.
My face so near his skin he can feel my breath on him. I kiss the end of the body of his butterfly tattoo. I raise up and look at him as he peaks through his eye lids trying to see where I'm going next.
I put my index finger to my lips and tap it as if I were thinking.I let it fall to the butterfly and start to trace it.
As I near the end, I move each of my knees to either side of his body straddling him. I rock back letting my heat touch him, but no more. He bucks his hips up to me, I nod my head no and tell him not just yet. My mouth goes down to his chest and I kiss his left nipple, he laughs a little because he said it tickled. I lick it. I go to the other side and do the same.
I leave a trail of kisses from his toned chest going up his neck.
His hands have moved from behind his head to one on either side of my hips. They don't move me, just rest there.
I kiss up to his ear and kiss below his ear lobe. I hear a quiet moan in his throat. I kiss up to his mouth and never touch his lips. A kiss on the lips and the attachment begins.
He turns his head for our lips to meet, I kiss his jaw line. A bewildered look crosses his eyes.
His hands have left my hips and are barely touching my breast, his fingers tracing their outline, a circle around my nipple, then gently across it. The sensation hardens them and I start to move back down him.
I move my knees back between his legs, my hands start at his chest and slowly glide down his body to his cock and cover it.
My right hand grasps his length and slowly pumps it while my mouth goes below it and gently sucks the skin. I stroke him slowly and softly, it gets harder with each pump.
I watch his face for any tell tale signs of impending release and as soon as I see his brow crease I slowly release and remove my self from between his legs, moving to his side.
His eyes open slowly and look to me, I bend over and push his hair behind his ear, and whisper in his ear,
"My turn".
He sits up and moves down the bed and I lay in his spot, still warm from his body heat.
He wastes no time. His lips go to my breast and suck somewhat roughly while his other hand caresses the other breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers. My breath catches and a smile crosses his lips.
He stops and kisses his way to the other side and does the same to my other breast, my core is all but dripping with wetness.
His kisses leave a trail traveling down my body. He moves down and places each hand on the inside of my thighs spreading them apart. I fist the covers of the bed, I know whats coming. As his tongue laps at my folds my knees raise and my back arches. I reach down and grab some of his hair in my hand as his mouth encircles my clit, sucking it forcefully.
One of his hands leaves the inside of my leg and I feel a finger enter me and pull back out. I moan hoping that I may get some relief. He inserts another finger and pumps it in and out a few times before adding a third, His mouth never leaving my core, his tongue teasing the very nerves that could send me over at any time.
My insides clench around his fingers and he slowly withdraws them as he raises off of me.
He crawls up the bed to the night stand and hands me a foil packet. I open it and slide the condom on him, Pinching the end, room for the come.
He places himself between my legs again and pulls me towards him as he is sitting back on his heals. His hands grip under my hips and lift me to him. He enters me forcefully and and a sound of instant relief escapes his lips. His hips rock into me, searching for the right spot. He finds it and I moan loudly letting him know, there. He pushes into me to the same spot over and over. I scream as I grip the covers. He grunts with every forceful thrust, pulling me to him as he pushes himself into me. My back arches, my head goes back....





II wake up dazed and confused as my body flinches from an orgasm. I look to either side, no sign of him.




I walk a quiet street in London and look up reading the different store signs. A pair of green eyes meet mine. A large jacket pulled close and zipped high, a baseball cap pulled low, a small pony tail out the back, I turn to take a double look to make sure my eyes didn't deceive me. He turns back and looks also, he smiles and winks.

Look what you've done to me.

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