Define Me (12 page)

He wrapped the towel around my body and then scooped me into his arms and carried me into his bedroom. 

The lights were off and there were about twenty to thirty candles lit all over the room.  The balcony door was open and a cool breeze filled the room.  On the side table was a big tray of strawberries and an ice bucket with Champagne. 

Vincent walked to the bottom end of the bed, kissed me softly on the nose and then leaned down and placed me in the middle of the bed.  Still leaning over me he kissed me again, this time passionately and on the mouth.  He leaned back and looked me in the eyes, he had this smirk and before I knew it he had whipped the towel off my body, I was now lying naked on his large king-size bed.  He stood up, looking at me and smiling.  I didn't know what to do; I tried to cover up my exposed body but was failing miserably.  (It is times like these that I curse my big boobs.) 

Vincent walked to the side table poured us a glass of champagne and sat on the bed with me, he handed me my glass. I thought “Oh too hell with this, I am here now, he has seen it all already why am I still covering myself.” 

"Good, so now that you have stopped hiding from me we can enjoy the night"

Following three glasses of champagne I had enough liquid courage to take it further.  Vincent was lying on his back with his hands folded behind his head; he was telling me stories about his time in New York.  I did not hear a word he was saying, I was running my eyes down his body.  He still had his towel wrapped around his hips.  This is not fair. Here I was sitting naked drinking champagne on his bed while he was still dressed, if you could call it that. I placed my glass on the night stand and slowly moved closer to him.  I lay my head on his arm and curled up next to him wrapping my arms around this body. He stopped talking mid-sentence and just looked down on me. 

“What! … I wanted to get a little closer, it is getting a little cold and it's not fair on me that you are still dressed while I lay here all naked in front of you.”

“But I was enjoying it, you are very pretty and I love looking at you.”

“Oh so you just brought me to your home to look at me naked the whole night?”

“I was hoping to do a more than just look but you looked a little spooked just know that I was not sure if you were going to let me do more than just look.” 

“Well I really hope that you will stop torturing us and do something.” 

I placed my hand on his stomach and ran my nails up over his ripped abs and over his chest outlining his tattoos.  With every stroke of my fingers his cock grew harder, the more I teased his body the more turned on I became.  If this man did not take action right away I would be the one that jumped him.  Vincent leaned down, he kissed me softly, gently and the next thing I knew I was on my back with Vincent pinning me under him.  He was leaning on his elbows, his face very close to mine.  I could feel his cock digging into my stomach he was rock hard and ready. 

“You mentioned earlier that, that lovely friend of yours gave you some condoms, you think you could tell me where you have hidden them so I can get them.”

‘Um, well, … I think um, ... they are in my ... handbag, it is there on the chair" 

Vincent got up from the bed; I grabbed on to the towel and pulled.  Vincent did not even look back he just chucked and walked to where my bag was lying, I leaned on my elbows and was staring at his ass, he had two dimples at the top of his butt.  They were so sexy!  I did not realize that Vincent had turned his head and was looking at me. 

“Are you enjoying that?”

“Yes as a matter of fact I am.  I would like to do a little more than just stare at them.” 

“Like what?”

“You will have to wait and see.”

“Let’s see right now.”

Vincent made quick work of finding the condoms; he brought the whole box and placed it in the drawer next to his bed, leaving two on top of the table. 

“Hope you don't mind, I think I will keep them here, you won’t need them for anything else, will you?”

“Well I hope not, depends if you are brave enough to come over to my place with Heather watching our every move.”

“Yeah well that friend of yours is another story for another day.”

Vincent climbed back on the bed with me, coming to lie on his side next to me, propping his head on his hand.  He did not say another word and I was too mesmerized by the look in his eyes to speak. He was staring at me and biting on his bottom lip.  Vincent lifted his left hand to my face and was trailing his fingers along my jawline and over my lips before he leaned in to kiss me.  He licked my lip and bit down before slipping his tongue into my mouth.  He is such an amazing kisser. 

While we were kissing I could feel his hand exploring my body, lighting my skin on fire. He slipped his hand around my hips and pulled me tight against his body.  He is hard cock is on fire and digging into the side of my leg.  I could not resist I opened my eyes to find him staring at me.  He started kissing all along my jawline, down my neck over my shoulder towards my breasts.  My body was on fire ready to be consumed by this man. 

Vincent broke our kiss trailing his hand back up my body, cupping my breasts. 

“I want you in the worst way ... your taste, your smell and the feel of your skin next to mine.  I want it all.” 

I was at a loss for words; I would do anything this man wanted me to do.  The throb between my legs was getting too much for me to handle. 

I pushed up against Vincent, pressing my breasts in to his chest and curled my one leg around his.  I kissed him this time with all the sexual lust I felt inside.  I could feel his hand traveling down to my ass, digging his fingers into me. I was so turned on; my pussy was wet and begging for him to take it.  I trailed my fingers down the side of his body feeling ever ripple of his abs.  I so badly wanted to feel him in my hands but I was nervous, my heart was beating a mile a minute.  I closed my eyes for a second just to calm myself.  Vincent placed his hand on top of mine and then guided it to where I wanted to go.  I opened my eyes again looking into his pools of blue; it was like he could read my mind, my body.  I forgot all my inhibitions and fears. 

I ran my fingers up and down his length a few times before I curled my fingers around him.  I increased my tempo, he grew bigger and harder with every stroke.  I could feel his body tense up and he growled at me, before he grabbed my hand.

“Enough of that now, it will all be over before I even get the chance to taste you.”

Hell, I think I just had a mini orgasm listening to him say that. 

“But I want to touch you, I want to please you.” 

“You are pleasing me, but if you touch me anymore right now I am going to blow my load and then it will all be over.  So you have a choice, are you going to be a good girl now and let me have my way with you?  Or do I have to tie you up first and then have my way with you?”

Shit he can’t be serious, tie me up?  No ways, I had read about that and thought it was super sexy but never thought that would happen to me, maybe if I played this one right.  I wiggled my body against his and managed to get my hand free from his grip.  (Let’s see where this was going, I felt a little naughty, why not, this was the start  of something new why not be a little adventurous? 

I very calmly placed my hand on his chest as if to be a good girl.  Vincent rolled me over onto my back; he covered my body completely with his.  He placed his elbows either side of my head and started kissing me again.  Something was different, like that time on the beach.  It was as if he was trying to get closer, deeper into my head, as if he needed to own me, all of me. 

Vincent moved his right hand from the side of my head; he trailed it down the side of my ribs.  (I am so ticklish on my sides that I started wiggling my body and in the process rubbed up against Vincent’s “manhood”.  He stopped kissing and glared into my eyes. 

“What?  That was not my fault it was you, you are the one tickling me, and how do you expect me to lie still if you do that?”

Vincent did not say a word; he got up from the bed and walked towards his cupboard.  I leaned up on my elbows, admiring the view of his ass, but could not see what he was doing.  When he returned he had two of his neck ties in his hand. 

“
Cat I warned you what would happen if you did not behave; well now you are going find out.”

“Vincent come on you can’t be serious, that was not my fault you were the one that tickled me.” 

“I am not listening to your stories Cat.”

I tried to get away but I was giggling too much and Vincent was far too fast and strong for me to win this one, in a second Vincent was sitting over me, I was pinned.  He gripped both my wrists with his one hand, and carefully wrapped the ties around my wrists checking that it was not too tight but also not loose enough for me to get my hands out.  Through all this he did not say a word but his eyes studied me almost like he was checking if I was ok and if what he was doing was scaring me. 

I was so turned on I could feel my body getting hot and the throb between my legs was becoming unbearable.  I had never thought of begging for sex but, I was very close to throwing all my good manners out the window. 

“Vincent please!”

“Please what Cat?”

“Please I need you, I need you now!”

“Oh, really is this turning you on gorgeous?”

“Vincent come on, I want to feel you, want to touch you.”

“No Cat, now it’s my turn.  I want to taste you, bite you, take you and make you all mine.  I want you to know you are mine, and mine alone.  After this night there is no turning back for either of us.”

Vincent trailed kisses down from my lips to my breasts,  cupping them with his big hands.   He lingered a little longer on this part of my body, making sure not to give any less attention to both my breasts.  While his tongue was swirling over the my tight nipple and the sucking hard into his mouth, his fingers were doing much of the same to the other, with just a little bit more force, pulling my nipples and pinching them between his fingers.  I was panting by now , light headed, I thought I was going to climax from him making love to my breasts, imagine what I was going to be like when he touched my pussy.  Oh this is going to be glorious!  I could not move my arms, I was so desperate to touch Vincent, and it was driving me crazy.  I started wiggling, arching my back to try get closer to Vincent.  I needed to feel him against my already wet pussy.  Vincent just growled at me but I think he got the message,  Still kissing my one breast he moved his hand over my ribs, down my stomach, over my sex and down my thighs leaving my skin hot and tingling.  He must have known he was killing me every time he brushed my sex I bucked into his hand, but he was taking his time. 

“If you don't stop that and let me have my way with you, I am going to restrain your legs as well.  We don't want that do we?”

“Vincent come on I can’t take this anymore, you are killing me here.”

"I know what I am doing, believe my darling it will all be worthwhile"

Vincent started kissing my neck again, but this time there was a little bit more determination in his kisses, he moved down my body kissing every part of my and then I felt his hand on my sex, spreading me.  He slipped first 1 finger into me, spreading me and rubbing my arousal over my clit, and then he pushed 2 fingers in spreading me even more.  It was slow at first, gentle.  My breathing changed, it became rushed, I was panting and moaning Vincent's name.  It was just as much a turn on for him as it was for me. Vincent's kisses became hard and demanding, I was so close to my climax I could not look at him anymore, I threw my head back.  I was so close, just one push and I would be over the edge.  I could not hold back any more, and then I felt his mouth on my pussy, licking, sucking.  He pulled his fingers out of me, I felt empty and lost, I wanted to protest but then I felt his tongue push into me. I pulled so hard on the restraints I am sure there will be marks on my wrists.  I screamed Vincent's name, I arched my back and threw my head back, my climax ripped through my body.  It took me a few seconds to come down from my climax, when I eventually opened my eyes I found Vincent sitting over me looking into my eyes, he was untying the restraints on my wrists and was rubbing them gently. 

“You ok?  You pulled a little hard on these; I was worried you were going to hurt yourself.”

"Yeah I am fine, but we are not done yet"

“No we are not, I intend to have my way with you the whole night until the sun come up.” 

Vincent started kissing me again, licking my neck while his hand found its way back to my pussy, rubbing my clit.  I could feel my body heating up, ready to take him again.  Vincent sat up on his knees and reached for the condom on the night stand.  When he turned back to me I could see the question in his eyes.  I just nodded my head.  Yes I want this, I need this.  Vincent ripped open the wrapper and rolled the condom onto his hard cock.  He was perfect in every way.  Vincent spread my legs wider and kneeled between my legs.  He leaned forward on one hand, with the other spreading me open he placed 1 finger inside of me; with his thumb he softly rubbed my clit.

“I want you to keep looking into my eyes; I want to see you when you come apart around me.”