Henry's Touch
Walking up the steps to her apartment, Laurel felt Henry’s hand slide from her side to cup her butt. She slipped the keys into the door handle as he moved behind her, brushing her hair to the side as he kissed her neck.
“Henry, it’s late and we have to work tomorrow,” she objected half-heartedly. Things had felt different with Henry the past few weeks, since Laurel began having a recurring dream starring a mystery man who made her heart race. Laurel was unsure of what it meant or what she should do about it. It felt wrong that Henry was unaware of her doubts.
He nibbled her ear teasingly before responding. “I know, sweetheart, but I can’t get enough of you. We’ll sleep much better if you invite me in.”
The tingles from his teeth against her ear lobe encouraged her to invite him. Tossing the keys in the bowl by the door, she grabbed Henry’s hand, smiling seductively at him before leading the way to her bedroom. He locked the door behind him, and she felt his bulge, already hard, press against her as his hand slipped into the front of her pants and through her panties, massaging her clit slowly.
She moaned and let her head fall back to rest on his shoulder, savoring the sensation of her growing desire. She moved her hips against his hand like it was a slow dance partner and when her movements became more needy, Henry removed his hand and twisted her around. Frustration at the sudden lack of stimulation drove her forward, kissing Henry passionately and forcefully. She lifted her arms as he pulled her shirt off, pausing the kiss when he slipped it off her head.
“God, Laurel, you’re so beautiful. I want you so badly,” he rasped, his hungry eyes taking her in. Kissing down her neck, he gently sucked each nipple before kneeling as he made his way down her abdomen, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them off with ease. He firmly pushed her onto the bed, grinning wickedly at her before he spread his kisses along her thighs, pushing them apart so he could admire her pussy before delving in. The feeling of him licking and sucking on her clit quickly brought on a climax, her legs shaking at the force of it.
Laurel kept her eyes half open so she could watch Henry unbutton his pants, letting them drop to the floor as he stood in front of her with his long rod waiting for attention. She pulled in her bottom lip as she felt warmth in her V. She knew what she wanted and slid off the bed, throwing a pillow on the ground as she knelt before him. She took him in her mouth as her hand worked the base of his cock. Once she’d worked him all the way in, she grabbed the back of his thighs and quickened her pace. She felt him grab her hair with a groan as he took control, pressing himself deeply into her mouth before slowly pulling out and sliding back in, touching the back of her throat. The sounds that came from him as he fucked her mouth turned her on immensely and she was disappointed when he pulled out.
“I want you, Laurel,” he said huskily. “I need to be inside you.”
She licked the precum from the tip of his cock as she stood, pushing him down to the bed and straddled him as she slowly eased herself onto his shaft. She sat for just a moment, swaying on his lap, pulling his bottom lip into her mouth before giving it a little bite. She released him and began riding him with intensity. The sound of their skin meeting and their labored breathing filled the room until they both climaxed and slumped into each other, sweaty and exhausted.
“That was amazing,” Henry said breathlessly, rubbing his thumb along the small of her back. “I’ve always enjoyed being with you, but this last month has been extraordinary. Not that I’m complaining but what’s gotten into you?”
She rolled over and stared at the ceiling for a moment before answering. “I’m not sure.”
It wasn’t a complete lie. Laurel had felt the change as well but couldn’t explain it. The past few weeks she felt as if sex with Henry was something different than it once was, as if she were trying to fill a space deep within her. And though the sex was amazing, she had to admit that something was missing.
