Maria giggled as she fumbled with the button on his jeans. "And this would be a bad thing??"
"Nope nope nope..." he smiled down at her, millimeters from her lips. "Not at all..." he pulled back a bit and looked at her, his brow furrowing. Maria stopped fumbling and looked back at him.
"What??" she asked. "Did I hurt you or something?" She smoothed the skin of his abdomen and watched the fire flicker lightly behind his eyes.
"No.... not at all," he said, pulling himself up onto his knees and hung himself over her, running his ringed finger over her bare, white breasts. He smiled as he watched them pucker under his touch and he heard her sharp intake of breath. "I was just sorta wondering if this...." he looked around his apartment, the glow of the candles flickering on the pale walls. "...if this okay for you??"
She smiled up at him and let her eyes glance around. "It is all so beautiful Michael... and at such short notice too!!" she giggled to herself and then let her face scrunch."But now that you mention it..."
Michael pulled himself fully up into the sitting position on the carpet, the all to familiar look on his face. She hated seeing him like that, especially her position on the floor. But she grinned to herself and decided to press on.
She grabbed both ends of the blanket and covered her shoulders, rising from her position and letting her eyes flow down to meet his. She draped the blanket over her like a shawl, flinging the corner up with a dramatic flair. "I happen to think I can find some place much more comfortable." she stated matter-of-factly, adding a slight twinge of an English accent as she sauntered over to the mouth of the hallway. "IIII..." she stressed the word as she raised her hand gracefully outwards to the end of the hallway. "...want to head to the bedroom."
Michael raised an eyebrow and watched her as she began to began to skip down the hallway. A sly grin creeping across his face, as he rose and tossed the pillows onto the couch, waving one hand behind him and extinguishing all the candles as he headed down the hall.
He couldn��t help but giggle to himself as he noticed that she had closed the door behind her. Placing his head close, he heard her grunting slightly and he knocked delicately on the door, and then ever so gently pushed the door open to see her crawling into his already turned down bed.
"Man, you blankets are heavy!" She exclaimed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face and glanced up at him. "But then again, I am guessing there isn��t gonna be much of a need for blankets..." She pulled off the extra blanket from around her shoulders and tossed it to the corner of the room, revealing that she had taken the liberty of removing her jeans, leaving her lying there in just her white cotton satin underwear.
Michael felt himself growing harder inside his own jeans, but couldn��t help but think *White...so Maria... so pure in body... but not in mind* He couldn��t help but smile from his position at the foot of the bed.
"And what is so funny there, mister?" She pulled herself up and crawled to the end of the bed, presenting herself directly in front of him. He reached down, laying his hands along the bare skin of her sides and kept smiling.
"Nothing, Princess.... just thinking about how amazing you are.." he kisses her forehead with tenderness and she smirked.
"Imagine that... And I haven��t even done anything yet..."
"Trust me Maria, honey. You have done more for me than you will ever know."
Her face appeared serious now, and her green eyes found his. "But I want to do more..." Her hands found their way to the button of his jeans again and she proceeded to undo it. It was much easier now that they were not laying on the floor.
"Maria... you are sure about this right?"
She grinned at him. "Yup.... plus... I wouldn��t want to leave you with this..." she ran her fingers over the front of his zipper and he let out a slight moan. She felt him get harder under her touch and raised her hands to his hips. "Mind if I rid you of your clothing sir??" she smiled, a hint of the accent still on her voice.
"Sweetie, when you talk like that... there is nothing I would like more." With a flick of her wrists his jeans fell to the floor and his lips found hers in a passionate kiss. He stepped out of the jeans and in a swift moment he was once again laying on top of her as he mumbled her name against her mouth.
Maria��s hand found their way into his hair, curling her fingers through it as he kissed down her neck following his hot kisses with a soft breeze of air and she once again felt every hair on her body stand on end. A mild whimper escaped her lips as she felt Michael��s warm, wet mouth enclose the left nipple of her breast, his fingers toying with her right one.
Her back slightly arched off the bed, urging him to take more of her breast in his mouth and he eagerly responded, taking the opportunity to slide her panties down her hips with his thumbs, letting his fingers slide down her thighs has he moved.
She helped him along, moving her legs ever so slightly till her undergarments were lost. She didn��t care where they had gone, she could only concentrate on the feel of Michael��s mouth on her... kissing his way to her navel as she gazed at him, running his tongue along her stomach. She felt herself getting damp, a feeling that was new and sent a unique feeling through her. One sure was sure was all Michael��s doing- she would never be able to feel this way with anyone else.
He glanced up at her and caught her staring at him while he ran his tongue over the end of her rib cage and smiled. "Come here." she whispered, her voice drenched with lust as he crawled up her body and rushed lightly on top of her, lightly kissing her waiting lips.
"You called, malady?" He smiled at her, running his fingers over her delicate features.
"Uh-hun," she smiled. "Had something that needed to be done." And she swiftly rolled Michael over and was now laying on top of him. How she did it, she being so small that he literally towered over her, he didn��t know... but he was sure he liked it...
"Really?"He could feel how his lips had turned up- he couldn��t get the stupid grin off his face. "And what would be so important that you had to call em up from my work?"
"What I like to refer to as the ��unfair advantage��.... and you seem to have over me right now." Michael furrowed his brow in confusion, unsure of what she was talking about. That is, until she flicked the waist band of his boxers. "You have the full Monty view of me... now I think it is my turn." And with that her head disappeared as she ran her tongue along his bare chest, running it slowly through the crevasses, enjoying the look, smell and taste of him before she arrived at the rim of his boxers. He lifted his hips slightly to help her ease them off him, as she used both her hands and teeth to pull them down.
He slowly rocked his head backwards, staring at the headboard as he closed his eyes. He found himself wanting to know what she was going to do next, but not willing himself to look, afraid this was all a dream. *If this a dream, it is pretty damn vivid* he thought as he ran his tongue over his lips.
Maria moved softly, positioning herself to slightly lay between his legs and found herself staring at him... or more precisely his manhood. She swallowed. *He is so beautiful* Still unsure of herself, but somehow knowing she wanted more, her hand brushed the long shaft and she heard him let out a slight moan. She smiled, figured she was doing something right. She clasp her hand around it and slowly ran it down to the base, and the returned it to the tip, watching him squirm beneath her touch and hearing him mumble incoherent thoughts to the ceiling.
As she ran her tongue over her own lips she couldn��t help but lean in to kiss the tip of his length. His whole body seemed to shudder and he ripped his eyes from the spot on his ceiling he had made into his focal point. Her eyes were half lidded, concentrating on what she was doing. He watched in awe as her tongue passed her lips and ran across his tip, falling down along the side and finding itself at the base. Michael��s mind was whirling... *My God! Where did she learn to do this!* He reveled in the feel of her mouth on him, absorbing everything her mouth had offered him many times, yet now it was working it��s magic on his most intimate parts. He paused for a moment, watching her take him almost fully in her mouth, gently running her teeth over him. And suddenly he had to put his thoughts into words.
"Ummm..... gosh..." his breathing was labored. "Maria.... honey?" She answered him with his head still clasped with her mouth and he felt the vibrations of her voice though him. He moaned loudly and she couldn��t help but do it again, sending shivers down his shaft.
"Actions now, " she said to him, still running her hand over him, now at a much faster rate. "Words later."
He nodded eagerly in agreement, as she returned to what she had been doing. He watched intently, unable to control the noises of ecstacy that were escaping his mouth. She watched him watching her... their eyes never leaving each others as her pace sped up.
"Maria..." he moaned, his hips now moving erratically as he felt himself almost losing control. "Maria ... "
In a swift motion he sat up, pulling her up onto him and tossing her over so that he was now lying on her. Michael laid his forehead against hers and tried to regain a normal breathing rhythm.
She was surprised at her newfound position, and a look of disappointment passed her face. "What did you do?? I ... I wasn��t finished."
He pulled back from her face just slightly from hers and smiled at her. "Yes you are.... cause it you kept going it would have ALL been finished!"
She grinned slightly, shying a bit. "So it was okay?"
His brow furrowed. "Are you KIDDING me?"
She still looked slightly unsure of herself. He shrugged. "Guess I am just gonna have to show you."
"Show me?" she asked as he began kissing his way down her chest, pausing to flick her nipple with his tongue momentarily and hearing her whimper before continuing downwards.
"Actions now," he mumbled against her stomach. "....words later."
~~~~~
Maria now knew why Michael had concentrated so whole heartedly on the headboard earlier- it was the only focal point that wasn��t going to send her over the edge. As she felt Michael��s hands lightly travel from their place on her knees from where moments earlier he had nudged her legs apart, she could only concentrate on the feel of his mouth and his tongue toying with her navel. He pressed his lips to it like an unreceptive mouth and she reveled in the feel.
His mind was blank of coherent thought, replaced by feelings.... feelings of pleasure; both of what she had just done to his body and what he was planning to do with hers. The shear thought of causing her the animal gratification she had instilled in him was the only thing keeping him set on the task at hand and not just climb up her body and bring the throbbing in his groin to a pounding halt.
Maria��s sucked in her breath as she felt his hands meet at the juncture of her legs, where hands became fingers. She gasped as she felt them run along the lips of her most intimate places and dip into the moistness of her center.
"Oh.....my...God..... Michael!" she squealed as she felt his tongue brush against her, sending what felt like tiny bolts of electricity through her lower body. She never knew that such a simple action of a mouth could, with each stroke push her higher and higher towards heaven.
Michael smiled as he felt her squirm under his hand, which rested on her stomach, the other tangled in the curls of her opening, fingers beginning to ease in and our of her. Her legs tightened and released around his head as her moans got progressively louder with each flick of his tongue in the tiny, capped nub within her. He loved the taste of her- he seemed to not be able to get enough. With each flick of his tongue she dipped her pelvis against him and she moaned his name. The sound of his own plain, ordinary name rolling off her tongue with such mindless pleasure was enough to make him want to consume her even more.
He eased his fingers inside her again and again, bringing forth more moisture with each stroke. He quickened his pace as his tongue worked harder against the tiny bundle of nerves. He heard her moans border close on screams as he felt her muscles tighten around his digits. "Agggggghhhhh....... MICHAEL!!..... MY GODDDD!!" He slowly coasted her down off her orgasm with his tongue licking her ever so softly and ever so slowly.
She shuddered with the after shocks as he crawled up her body, kissing his way back up her abdomen as she ran her hands through his hair, her breath still ragged. "How the hell did you .... umm... know to do that?"
He smiled at her as he reached her shoulder and nibbled on her pinkened skin. "Just call it my alien instincts."
She grinned and leaned her head back to give him better access to her neck. "Remind me to send a thank you note to your planet."
"Trust me princess, your moans are all the thanks I need." he watched as she turned her face to him and blushed- he loved when he embarrassed her. Granted, he knew better than to do it in public, but when they were alone? It was no holds bared.
He leaned down to kiss her and she responded instantly, shifting herself completely under his warm body as she ran her knee along his still hardened groin. He moaned slightly into her mouth. She pulled back and smiled at him. "Still some things to take care of... Didn��t think I would forget, did ya?"
He swallowed hard and ran his thumb across her cheek. "Call me paranoid, but I still have to ask...do you still wanna do this?? Cause we don��t have to..."
"Michael Guerin, if you ask me that again, ESPECIALLY when we are in such a compromising position, I will get out of this bed, grab my clothes and walk right through that..." He covered her mouth with his and her train of thought was suddenly lost in the movement of his tongue against hers.
"How about you just shut up for once and just say a simple ��Yes Michael��?" He mumbled against her mouth.
"Cause that would be too easy." She smiled at him and brought her knee up against him again. He groaned and ran his hand down the side of her body, sliding along the mist of sweat that had settled near her hip. She felt like how he believed perfection should feel...and she was nestled close to his own, about to commit the single most perfect act. Together.
She moaned against his mouth at the feel of his hands on her body again. "Michael?? Now.... please?" She shimmed herself down closer to him and brought her knees along the sides of his hips, whimpering as she felt his hardness brush against her center.
He bit his lip to keep him from asking her if she was sure again. He didn��t want to rush her... but now... in his bed... with her warm body beneath him, damp with sweat, there was nothing more in the world he wanted to do than to fulfill her every wish. And she had said she wanted this.... of that he was sure.
He grunted and moaned slightly as he pushed his tip into her and heard her sigh contently, hugging him closely and pulling him into her further.
His mind was reeling as he rested on his elbows, trying to steady himself as he felt her enclose him. She squirmed beneath him and his vision burred, his breath catching as he sunk deeper into her, coming to a halt as he felt the barrier of her innocence brush his tip.
He glanced down at her as her ragged breath reached out and brushed his face. "Just kiss me when you do it... it will take my mind off it." she whispered and he obeyed.
He covered her mouth with his own as he moved past her barrier. She felt it tear, not able to help the mild shriek that she poured into his mouth as he stopped and looked at her, her eyes tightly closed. Tears seeped through and he cursed himself for not stopping this before hand. "Damn it...I am sorry... sweetie I am so sorry!" he mumbled in ragged breath as his right hand swept over her cheek.
Her eyes flew open and she managed a smile. "Don��t ever be sorry for this. You are the only one who should have ever completed this task. Only you could make me feel complete." She whispered against his lips.
They lay in silence for a few long moment, Michael��s hardness still planted inside her as she grew accustom to him. He watched as her breath grew steady again, her eyes closed as he traced his finger lightly over her features and down over her neck. She smiled and tilted her head up to grasp his lips with her own and rocked her hips closer into him.
"I��m alright.... would you mind if we continued this though?? I am about ready to climb the walls." She smiled against his mouth and he laughed as her looked at the smoldering passion in her eyes.
Propping himself up on his hands so that he could watch her, he pulled himself out of her slightly and eased back into her as she arched her back up towards him, meeting the smooth skin of her stomach against his own. Moaning in pleasure, she let him rock them slowly towards their goal of completion.
"Ummmm...... God...... Michael.... Michael, please.... ummm.... faster......please!" She moaned her requests as her head thrashed against his pillow, her hands dancing over his chest, her nails scraping trails on his abs.
Once again he obeyed- there was nothing this petite creature could ask him for with which he would not comply. He plunged deeper and faster into her moaning as his tip hit her deep within, dipping his head to run his tongue along her chest and she shrieked at the surprise, hiking her legs around him and letting him push even further. Her hands dipped into his hair as she felt him moan against her. It sounded animal but purely Michael. She felt herself losing control but she tried to hold on, wanting it to last forever. Something coherent in the back of her head told her they had been easing towards this for hours now, but she never wanted it to end.
The feel of Michael��s hand slipping between them and reaching to touch the ball of nerves that had been rubbing against the base of him until now made her lose all rational thought and she screamed his name from the depths of her lungs. She felt herself reaching heights of pleasure that she had never imagined possible. But then again, she wasn��t surprised- she was with Michael.
Her name rushed from his lips as he felt her inner mussels tighten around him, her legs gripping him for dear life as her nails dug deep into his back. "Oh.....I.....Fuck....... MARIA!!"
"Agggggghhhhhhh....... Michael!" Her head arched against the pillow as she felt a warmness spread inside her as he came, rocking ever so slightly as he brought her down from her own orgasm.
They were spent and without much energy, they lay there in the dampness of their intimacy. Maria fingers moved lightly, tangling themselves in the hairs at the back of his neck, his lips lightly caressing the soft skin of her neck.
"I Love you.... you know that, right?" she asked.
He made an effort to pull himself up and looked at her with a furrowed brow, but did not answer. He pulled himself from within her to grab the comforter that sat at the foot of the bed and enveloped them under it, resting himself between her legs, his head on her stomach. He handed an edge to her and she covered her chest.
He lightly kissed her abdomen, glancing up at her and smiling, he nuzzled his head against her skin, getting ready to find the best slumber her had ever experienced. He whispered softly as he laid a hand on her hip, glancing up at her puzzled statement for one last time as the morning light began to peek through his window. " As if there was any question there blondie." he snickered and she lightly swatted at his head. "But I love you too... more than you can even imagine."
She smiled, snuggling closer into the pillow and letting her hand return to caressing his head. "I think I have an inkling of an idea there, Spaceboy."