Heat

He rose up from the depths of his dreamless sleep, aware of the gentle touch of his lover. Sighing, he let his awareness sharpen as the knowing hand traveled through the curling hair of his chest. Awake now, he tensed slightly as the hand slowly glided up to brush across his collarbone, briefly over his shoulder, then back to his sternum. A rustling of the bedclothes, a dipping of the mattress indicated movement; he waited, regulating his breathing and waiting….waiting to see what she would do next.
Two hands now brushed over his stomach, smoothing the hair and moving up to skirt his nipples. He sighed again, resisting the urge to arch his back; he knew she would not be hurried. The sensation of her hair now as she leans forward to blow a gentle breath on each nipple. They pebble, the intense feeling sending a spear of desire to his resting penis making it begin to swell. Her hot wet tongue flicking around each nipple, another wisp of breath, then suddenly over each nub eliciting a sharp intake of air. Still his eyes are closed as she leans again and brushes her lips over his. They purse in response as her lips are replaced by her finger. Taking it into his mouth, he sucks slowly, drawing it deeper inside, grazing it with his teeth. She withdraws it and rubs the wet tip over his lips, then over each nipple. Adding her thumbs, she rolls the nipples, gently tugging and pushing. His penis creeps upward from its resting position, growing harder with each caress. Her hands leave his chest, as he waits, still controlling himself, still lying with eyes closed. His stomach flutters as her fingers slide around his navel, then lower into the thickening growth of hair. Her breath tickles his side as her teeth gently nip his hip, then her tongue lazily lapping over to his navel, dipping into it, then traveling on to the opposite side to mouth an open kiss to the other hip.
The hands return in concert with her mouth. They wander over his torso, alternatively dragging her nails over his skin and caressing, ever heightening his desire.
The bed moves again and the hands move to his thighs encouraging him to part his legs. She moves between them and runs her hands up his legs to his groin. The urge to arch his hips is strong, but he remains still, waiting. The hands brush up the inside of his thighs now, upwards towards his scrotum. He tenses again, but the hands move to the sides, around to the base of his penis and up to his stomach. She withdraws again and he waits.
The kiss to the underside of his penis is unexpected and an involuntary groan escapes his lips. She silences him with a gentle kiss to his mouth then runs her hands down the length of his beautiful body. He feels her breath on his penis and jumps as her tongue flicks from side to side up the length of the shaft, to linger lovingly under the glans. A bead of pearl appears at the tip, which she spreads with her finger. As one hand gently grips the shaft, the other carefully cups his testicles, hefting their weight. Her mouth is back, her tongue removing the fluid she had spread with her finger. He opens his mouth and breathes deeply, maintaining control. When her hot mouth closes over the head, his still closed eyes screw tighter and his hands grip the sheets.
Pulling down, she tightens the skin and slowly takes his length inch by inch, sliding his penis into her mouth then, when completely engulfed, she rubs her tongue on the underside, making him groan again. She lifts her head, letting him slip through her lips until he is held by just the head. Her tongue explores the slit, then roves over the glans, continually flicking the frenulum. Her hands move up and pinch his nipples, making him swell further in her mouth. Suddenly, her mouth is gone, the shock making him shudder. He waits.
Her hair on his face, her breath, the sweet slow kiss, then her body stretches out over his. As her weight settles, he opens his eyes.
"Beverly." Is all he says…..it's all he needs to say. In that one word he expresses his love, his desire, his need.
She kisses him again, her tongue brushing over his lips. He admits her into his mouth, their tongues sinuously intertwining. His hands travel up her back to tangle in her firey mane, pressing her closer. He lifts his head as her hands move to cradle him and still they kiss, his erection caught between them.
The kiss ends and they part, panting slightly. With elegant grace, he rolls them. Looking down into the clear blue depths of her eyes, he frees one hand and traces a line from her brow to her chin. Imitating her earlier action, he rubs his finger over her lips and smiles when she sucks it into her mouth. As she gently bites him, a corresponding jolt of pleasure lances through his penis.
In the starlight of his cabin, the silence is maintained as he moves to his knees between her legs. Retrieving his finger and using just his fingertips, he gently caresses her firm breasts, moving ever closer to her already hardened peaks. She draws a sharp breath as he touches her nipples lightly, fleetingly, leaving them again to trace the outline of her ribs. Squirming under him, she withholds her laughter, the tickle punishment for her mischievousness . He stills then, staring at her with open desire. He slowly leans forward and swirls his tongue over her nipples, each receiving attention in turn and when he takes one into his mouth, she is unable to stifle the moan of delight. As his mouth lavishes one nipple, his hand takes the other and rolls the stiff peak between finger and thumb. Her hands move to his head, pressing him closer as he suckles her. His hand leaves her breast and travels down her chest to caress back and forth over her stomach, making her tremble. Lower and lower it goes, into the russet curls at the juncture of her legs, then lower still until his entire hand covers her genitals.
His mouth releases her breast and he rises again to his knees, his erection jutting out from his groin. She looks heatedly at this magnificent man…..her Captain, her friend, her lover.
With both thumbs he parts her labia and stares hungrily at her engorged clitoris. His tongue appears as he licks his lips, slowly lowering his head between her legs.
She tenses, waiting for the first delicious contact, but he's not ready yet, content first to lick and nibble her folds, his fingers sliding through her wetness. Her hands stroke his head, her knees bending as she lifts her feet to place them over his shoulders. Unable to resist any further, his tongue flicks out over her clitoris bringing an uncontrolled jerk from her body. Before she can recover, he slides first one, then two thick fingers into her hot, slick vagina as he swirls his tongue around her center. She gasps and cries out, clutching his head to her body. Pushing his fingers in and out, he increases the pressure of his tongue until he feels her inner muscles begin to rhythmically contract. Knowing she is approaching orgasm, he waits, timing his next action with exquisite patience. Just as she feels she can take no more, he sucks strongly, then gently takes her hard clitoris in his teeth and nips her then forcefully swirls his tongue over her. It happens with remarkable speed. Arching up from the bed, she calls his name and cries out her climax, her body jerking in time with the movement of his tongue and fingers. Another orgasm surges through her, the choking sobs robbing her of speech. He eases his intimate caress, withdrawing his fingers and slowly reducing the intensity of his oral assault. He straightens his body and looks down at her, taking in the sexual flush that colours her alabaster skin.
After some moments she recovers and sits up, embracing her lover. They kiss, she can taste herself on his lips. Running her hands down his body, she takes his erection in her hands and begins to slowly stroke him. He closes his eyes and lets his head loll back, his mouth slightly ajar. She kisses under his jaw and down his neck, then abruptly she is gone. His eyes snap open and he looks at her to find her lying back, spread open for him.
"Love me."
He nods and reaches forward to caress her breasts, again building her desire. She arches to him, moaning, wrapping her legs behind his thighs. He rises and takes his hard penis in his hand and, watching her intently, strokes himself gently. Leaning forward slightly, he taps the head of his penis against her clitoris repeatedly, making her gasp and jerk. Then with deliberate slowness he rubs the glans through her wet folds. She lifts her hips to him inviting penetration. Watching her, he obliges, sliding into her tightness effortlessly. As their hips meet, he closes his eyes, savouring the sensation, fully immersed in her heat.
By mutual, silent consent, they stay still then, each caressing the other with their hands. He leans forward, placing his hands either side of her head, holding herself above her and begins to slowly withdraw until only the head of his penis remains within her. Her mouth opens with ecstasy as he thrusts back into her hard, making her body jerk with sensation. Again he withdraws and again he thrusts with deliberate intention. He grits his teeth in an effort of control as the sounds of her passion caress his ears. With one hand he reaches down and hooks his arm behind her knee, lifting her leg and deepening his thrust. He slowly increases his tempo, the thrusting becoming faster and deeper. She reaches up and draws him down to her, seeking his mouth with hers. Their lips meet and the kiss becomes increasingly passionate as his efforts increase.
She rises to meet each thrust, his penis pushing deeply within her. Soon he feels her climax approaching and he slows, not yet ready to afford her release. She whimpers piteously and in response he leaves her mouth and takes a nipple into his hot mouth whilst sensuously undulating his hips, maintaining her level of arousal.
She is hanging on a knife edge, so close to fulfillment, being almost driven mad with need. He senses this and again begins to thrust, still suckling her breast. Her moans are now continuous as her entire body becomes erogenous. Everywhere they touch increases her desire. Her head rolls from side to side in mindless passion as her attentive lover continues to love her with his body. Suddenly releasing her nipple, he rises up and lowers his gaze to watch his slick penis slide in and out of her body. She clutches his arms and speaks….
"Please, Jean-Luc…please".
At the sound of her impassioned voice he closes his eyes. He cannot deny her. Again covering her body with his, and still holding one leg, he releases his passion and begins to thrust into her with abandon. She cries out and grips his buttocks tightly as the first orgasm roars through her, the second following closely behind. As her inner muscles grip him, he feels his climax approaching and thrusts harder, faster, lost in mindless sensation. Suddenly, his testicles lift and his orgasm rips through him. He buries himself as deeply as possible within her as he spasmodically pumps his semen into her, jerking and groaning her name…..
Clutching each other tightly, they wait for their breathing, their hearts to calm, shudders of their orgasms wracking their bodies. In time, they come down, muscles relaxing, sensitivity softening. He raises his head and looks deeply into her eyes. In unison they whisper,
"I love you", as they slip into satisfied, boneless sleep, still joined.