Chapter 210 - F.u.c.k in the early morning

God, her feet ached.

Lili kicked the front door shut behind her, throwing the set of keys on the table and dropping her case and bags on the floor. She sighed, kicking her shoes off, and took in the familiar sight of her hallway, every object suffused in early morning light. Never had she been so grateful to be back, and despite how much her soles were complaining, she'd never been as excited.

She was desperate to see Don again. Not sleeping a wink on the flight would usually have left her feeling tired and stiff, but the anticipation of surprising him had filled her with an extraordinary amount of energy. She had spent her time onboard gazing out of the oval window, any risk of boredom relieved by thinking of him and the moments they had snatched together while she was away, a smile playing on her lips. To the fellow passengers seated around her, Lili was the picture of the high-powered, jet-setting businesswoman—but beneath the sharp suit and cashmere sweater, there was a woman consumed with l.u.s.t and d.e.s.i.r.e. Her heart had been pounding as she shifted in her seat, squirming as her p.u.s.s.y moistened at the images of s.e.x with Don that drifted teasingly through her mind.

Whenever Lili was out of the country she and Don did their utmost to make sure they spent some quality time together, defying time zones to connect with each other. They talked every day, and indulged in phone or webcam s.e.x if the opportunity presented itself. Lili would buy beautiful u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r that Don had never seen before and packed discreet but powerful s.e.x toys so that he could watch her bringing herself off on screen. She would open her legs wide across the hotel room bed, teasing her n.i.p.p.l.es and c.l.i.t as she told Don what she was feeling, and what she would be doing to him, had only he been there with her. Lili's favourite time had occurred only last week when she had just come out of an afternoon meeting in Manhattan and knew Don would be sitting at home in front of the TV. Nipping into the conference room toilet nearby, Lili had decided to give him something different to watch: her spread p.u.s.s.y, with the gleaming red gel of her nail varnish disappearing in and out of view as she finger-f.u.c.k.e.d herself.

Don had enthusiastically returned the favour, jerking his tool off for Lili to admire and savour. She'd noticed him become granite-hard watching her writhe and arch as she f.u.c.k.e.d herself deep, listening to her m.o.a.n in lascivious p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. He'd eventually exploded, overcome, and her gasp had echoed round the gleaming walls of the toilet cubicle as hot c.u.m blasted from Don's prick. Giddy with the dirty thrill of it all Lili had felt her p.u.s.s.y start to pound against the firm aeroplane seat as she immersed herself in the memory, replaying every moment until she felt her breathing thicken… and before she knew it, they were landing.

As she'd walked through Arrivals Lili's upper t.h.i.g.hs lightly grazed her engorged p.u.s.s.y lips, cheekily reminding her that with every step she took she was getting closer to Don.

Lili tiptoed up the stairs so that she didn't disturb him. She'd left her cases at the door but took a black carrier bag with her, desperate to be n.a.k.e.d, to release her b.r.e.a.s.ts from her bra, free her p.u.s.s.y, which was still plump against her p.a.n.t.i.e.s. Free herself to be looked at and admired by him, free to be touched. Stroked. Taken.

She shrugged her suit off as soon as she reached the bathroom, pulling her sweater over her head and tousling her long blonde hair as she did so. Blowing a stray lock out of her face she unhitched her bra, conscious of the gentle fall of her b.r.e.a.s.ts as they were exposed, and slipped her knickers down her long legs, stepping out of the mound of clothes and leaving them where they lay on the floor. She wanted to have a shower but didn't want to risk waking Don, so she ran a small pool of water into the basin to freshen herself up. She looked at herself in the mirror, relishing the sight of her n.a.k.e.d b.r.e.a.s.ts, and ran cool water over them. Her n.i.p.p.l.es stiffened even more in response, and she watched the few remaining drops fall from her straining flesh, smiling with satisfaction as she ran her moist hands up her throat and onto her flushed cheeks.

Lili splashed more cool droplets onto her p.u.s.s.y, still hot and swollen. Ready. She gasped at the sudden change of temperature and had to force down an unbidden m.o.a.n as she stroked herself teasingly, the splash running down the insides of her t.h.i.g.hs. She licked her lips at the naughty sensation, imagining Don's tongue on her legs, tracing upwards to catch the drops, letting them trickle into his mouth. The thought of him never failed to make her body thrum with need. It had been too long, and now he was so close…

She opened the bag that she had brought upstairs with her. A little gift for Don from a little place on Fifth Avenue. She slid on the black p.a.n.t.i.e.s quickly and then the lace camisole, checking herself in the mirror to make sure she looked as hot for him as she possibly could. She was aware of her breathing getting ragged and willed herself to calm down as she slipped on a black robe and pushed open the door to the bedroom, where Don lay outstretched on his back, an arm cradling his head.

Lili crept to the side of the bed, smiling at Don as he slept. She had been waiting hours—days—for this moment, and her body was alive with d.e.s.i.r.e for him. Sliding the robe from her shoulders, she knelt down beside him, stroking his warm c.h.e.s.t and running a trembling hand down his face. His skin was warm beneath her touch and a wave of love broke over her as she gazed at him, unable to take her eyes from his gorgeous face—and then he stirred a little.

A bolt of excitement scissored through her. He was waking up and would soon see she was back. Lili traced her lips lightly across Don's cheek and down to his mouth, not wanting to spoil the magic of the surprise by startling him awake. Don's lips parted softly beneath her loving kisses, then his eyes opened, shining with delighted recognition as he saw Lili above him. Their overjoyed kisses deepened and Lili wove her tongue around his. Don craned his neck up hungrily for more. Her whole body tingled, and instinctively she reached out to stroke his c.o.c.k beneath the crisp cotton sheet. As she did so, she saw Don's eyes flash—he had noticed the camisole she was wearing, and she heard his breath catch at the sight of her. She sat back with a contented smile, running her hands over her c.h.e.s.t, revelling in the feel of his palm now pressing against her skin, at last, after so long. She could see that Don was captivated by her body as it beckoned him seductively through the black lace. She ran her fingers teasingly beneath the straps of the cami, pressing her b.o.o.b.s together against the cups restraining them.

She wanted to tease him, desperate for him to yearn for her as much she'd been longing for him.

Lili peeled the cups down so Don could see her silken b.r.e.a.s.ts. She pulled at the tingling globes l.u.s.tfully, trembling as Don's mouth moistened her cleavage, s.u.c.k.i.n.g onto one of her hardening b.o.o.b.s. He took it in a strong hand, fondling it as his searching tongue slipped over first one tit and then shifted hungrily to the other. Lili luxuriated in how starved he was for her, playing with his hair as Don s.u.c.k.e.d almost her entire b.r.e.a.s.t into his mouth. Finally, she was with him, finally, she could touch him, smell him, taste him… and as if he had read her mind, Don raised his head to her mouth again, kissing her deeply, urgently.

He lifted the sheet a little so Lili could see his already stiff c.o.c.k, and she couldn't wait to take his throbbing shaft in her hand. Fluidly, she started to work it beneath the sheets, and Don held her neck to his lips, running a hand up her back and pulling the cami up with it. Electricity shot down her spine and over her now-exposed b.u.t.t. It gyrated and rocked as her body strained to contain the delicious sensations she was experiencing. She felt drunk with d.e.s.i.r.e. Lili worshipped Don's body, and she worshipped Don's c.o.c.k.

Don fixed Lili with a delighted smile as she jerked him off, gently sliding the foreskin over the head of his c.o.c.k and back, feeling the veins cabling his engorged tool. She matched his gaze, enjoying watching the sensations of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e move across his handsome features. His jaw jerked up to her again, his tongue parting his lips, desperate to taste her mouth again as her hand slid up and down his throbbing c.o.c.k without missing a beat.

Then Don was moving away from her, but only for a heartbeat. He sat up, holding Lili close, and she spread her legs over him as he sat back on his heels and found her t.i.t.s again. She was m.o.a.ning deliriously now, completely intoxicated by his insistent tongue, his hard body, his hard c.o.c.k. Don's mouth yet again met hers, and Lili felt as if she would never be able to stop kissing him. She had utterly succ.u.mbed to his s.e.x.u.a.l power, and Lili sighed with delight when Don took hold of her t.h.i.g.hs and swept her onto her back into the crumpled sheets.

A frisson of excitement crackled through her now. Those weeks of fingering herself, playing with her own t.i.t.s, using a myriad of different vibes and toys—those weeks had been such fun, especially if Don had been online playing along too, but nothing compared to the feel of his skin on hers. The feel of his mouth on her snatch. She was desperate for it to happen, for it to happen now…

The joy Lili felt as Don spread her legs wide. He kissed and nibbled the soft insides of her t.h.i.g.h, pushing the gusset of her p.a.n.t.i.e.s away to b.a.r.e her p.u.s.s.y and kissing the lips there as deeply and passionately as he did her mouth, his tongue opening her and fl.i.c.k.i.n.g up to the hot nib of her c.l.i.t. Lili grabbed the sheet in her fists to stop herself from exploding, and as she struggled not to o.r.g.a.s.m she saw Don raising his head to look straight into her eyes, his own smouldering with purpose. Teasing her back now, Don drew the flat expanse of his tongue along the length of her dewy p.u.s.s.y.

Once.

Lili's p.u.s.s.y lurched in white-hot need—and then she threw her head back in ecstasy as Don lapped deep inside, l.i.c.k.i.n.g all over her lips and slit so he could taste every bit of her.

She wanted to watch every moment of Don eating her out, but it was nearly too much for her after fantasising about this moment for so long on the plane. Breathless and hot, Lili lay back, riding wave upon wave of bliss, knowing that Don would be raising his eyes to look at her as she did so. He'd told her often that he loved seeing her respond to him and that he always wanted to make sure that he was turning her on as much as he could.

Eyes closed in ecstasy, Lili felt Don's hand reaching up her writhing body. Two strong fingers pushed gently against her lips and she parted them eagerly, drawing them into her mouth and s.u.c.k.i.n.g on them thirstily. He pushed them in and out slowly, tantalisingly, and then suddenly he whipped them from her suckling lips and plunged them deep inside her. Lili mewled with l.u.s.tful delight, her slick p.u.s.s.y now sopping with wetness from her own mouth as well as from her trembling hole.

Don started finger-f.u.c.k.i.n.g her, just as she had done to herself so many times when she was away, but he was so much better at it than she was. He was l.i.c.k.i.n.g her all the while his fingers were sliding in and out of her, still watching her face as he worked her into a frenzy, his mouth wide open, tongue outstretched, lips glistening and shining with her p.u.s.s.y juice.

N.a.k.e.d l.u.s.t driving her on, Lili rode his tongue, her t.i.t.s wobbling as she arched into an o.r.g.a.s.m. Don's attention was relentless on her quivering snatch, and he reached up to cup her b.r.e.a.s.ts as she came hard, her h.i.p.s bucking up to his mouth. She felt him moving up her body to kiss her again as the last waves of her o.r.g.a.s.m subsided. Lili loved the taste of her p.u.s.s.y on his lips, the addictive magnetism of their mouths connecting…

Still kissing each other, Don lay back on the bed, pulled Lili down with him. She smiled, languid and loose in her afterglow, kissing down his body until she reached his c.o.c.k. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him prop himself up on his elbows so he could watch her go to work on him and she was more than happy to oblige, rubbing and s.u.c.k.i.n.g. His strong hand tenderly pushed her hair from her face as she s.u.c.k.e.d his shaft deeply into her mouth. Lili bathed in the taste and feel of him between her lips, the sound of his voice—his gasps, his m.o.a.ns. He had always been too big for her to get in her mouth completely, but she loved trying to suck as much of him down her throat as possible, increasing the rhythm, depth and speed and turning herself on as much as she did him.

Lili slid her mouth from Don's c.o.c.k, smiling coquettishly at him as she turned away from him to present her arse and p.u.s.s.y for his p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. He ran a hand lovingly over one of her smooth b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s, and his mouth followed, but thankfully only for a moment—Lili needed to feel him in her p.u.s.s.y, and they m.o.a.n.e.d together as he slid his thick c.o.c.k deep inside.

She delighted in the way Don felt, the way he looked when she sneaked a glance behind her. Her t.i.t.s jiggled as Don f.u.c.k.e.d her, she could feel them shimmy to each slap of his h.i.p.s against her b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s, his shaft sliding effortlessly in and out of her, slick, thick and hitting her spot. Each thrust took her higher, to a place only they knew, where they lost themselves in finding each other.

All thought and sense left Lili when Don was inside her. When he was f.u.c.k.i.n.g her all she knew and understood was their bodies, undulating together in the hottest s.e.x she had ever known. She was desperate to come, and desperate for it to never end.

Don's body stretched out along Lili's back and he slid his hands appreciatively over her burning skin. She thrilled to the motion of his pelvis expertly circling away, and then against, her sodden vulva, the sensation of his palms over the pulled-down camisole and up her arms, his fingers pushing her hair away from her neck and planting his wet mouth on her shoulders and the back of her neck. He felt, and smelled so good. A faint trace of body wash mingled with s.e.x sweat and d.e.s.i.r.e. This was everything Lili had been waiting for. Everything.

Don took Lili hard, holding her down now, possessing her body. M.o.a.ning in horny delirium, she reached up to him and he took her slender hand in his, kissing her lovingly but not stopping the f.u.c.k. Lili's p.u.s.s.y was s.u.c.k.i.n.g onto his c.o.c.k now, undulating and milking it on every stroke. She could feel herself careening into that place where everything inside her melted yet exploded simultaneously. Her body craved more, but her p.u.s.s.y was tightening. She could hear Don m.o.a.n from somewhere behind her, his c.o.c.k circling, thrusting, having her. The intensity of the f.u.c.k seemed to be expressing something to Lili from deep inside him—as if he wanted this increasingly frenzied moment to show her how much he missed her, how much he craved every inch of her body. And now, this morning, he was intent on showing her, with his mouth, with his hands. With his c.o.c.k.

Lili was gasping now, trying so hard to hold on, but Don was slamming his prick inside her again and again, sliding in and out relentlessly. She pictured how his c.o.c.k would look right at that moment—how his firm shaft would be glistening with her juice—and the thought made her p.u.s.s.y quiver and her breath quicken even more. She could feel him thrusting his h.i.p.s even faster and harder against her the noisier she became, and she gave herself up to being completely owned by his beautiful c.o.c.k, jettisoned to the place where there was nothing but shards of starlight and vast, endless waves of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and release.

They fell back against the pillows and Don sighed deeply, enfolding her in his strong arms. Lili smiled smugly to herself as she felt a trickle of spunk run down her t.h.i.g.h, just as the water had in the bathroom earlier, congratulating herself on the surprise.

"Good morning," Don murmured against her temple.

Lili softened into sleep. She was home.

Ends