Finding It - Sex Stories

Finding It

... with each brush of his lips. He sits down on the bed with me straddling him. His hands roam restlessly around me, stroking my bare back under my shirt and running his fingertips through my tousled tendrils. I pull away slightly, trying to catch my breath. “Beth? What’s wrong?” Mark asks, brushing his lips against mine, causing tingles across my mouth. “It’s been so long...” I start, wrapping my hands round his wrists but his strong forearms tense. “Baby, it’s okay,” he breathes, pressing his forehead on mine. Closing my eyes at his touch, I instinctively rub my face next to his. His heat flushes my cheeks and my breaths become deeper. “We can take our time. Just stay with me, Beth. Let me love you,” he gently urges me, tracing his thumb along my lip. The hoarseness and sultry tone in his voice stirs something inside me. Unable to resist, I turn my head to deeply kiss him. I run my hands through his hair, causing him to moan quietly. His lips move to the spot beneath my chin, causing me to shiver in his arms. “I’ve always liked this spot,” he purrs. “I like it too,” I breathlessly reply. His quiet groans reverberate against my throat from his kisses as his ardent fingers reaches for the hem of my shirt. While I fumble with his shirt buttons, he pulls up my top. I raise my arms for him to throw my shirt onto the floor, and I immediately finish undoing the buttons, exposing his honey-brown torso. I can’t resist gliding my hands up his warm skin - even after a year apart, he ...

... still looks incredible. “Beth,” he breathes as he unclasps my bra, running his hands up my naked back and his lips across my bare chest. My self-control dissipating, I immediately push him down onto the bed so I am sitting over him, allowing me to cover his throat and collarbone with kisses. His deep pants flow through me, spurring me on. “Oh,” he sighs as my teeth gently graze across his skin. “Come here,” he groans and as he pulls my head up to recapture my mouth, he flips me onto the bed and his legs force mine apart to rest in between them. While his kisses overwhelm my senses, my ardent hands strip off his shirt to reveal his warm biceps. Never leaving my lips, he frees himself of the white fabric and his hands immediately caress my bare skin. He runs his fingers up my hip and my side, causing me to giggle from ticklishness. “I’ve missed that sound, I want you so much,” he whispers against my lips. Deeply kissing me, his fingertips reach my shoulder bra strap and begins to pull it down. My giggles stop and are replaced with quiet moans. After he discards my bra, he moves to kiss my chest. My breath catches in my throat as he suckles each of my nipples until they harden in between his lips. His kisses move south and his tongue and lips caress my belly while his hands peel the clothing off my body. As soon as my shorts, trainers and underwear hit the floor, his hands spread my legs wider and he lies down between them. Looking down, all I can do is watch, the voyeurism of him ...