A Little Something (for friends old and new) - SCARLET PETALS 10/25/05

He arrived at her building around 9:30 a.m. He breezed past the doorman, coffee in hand. He strode, somewhat anxiously, through the lobby. He looked forward to the time he spent with her. He liked the way she smelled. The way her apartment was decorated. They'd only started dating recently. They had known each other for a short while and discovered a wealth of common interests. Including the fact they shared the same day off. So that became their day to spend with each other. They'd begin with breakfast and the news. They would rent movies and take walks in the park nearby. He enjoyed being with her and her feelings were mutual. They were wary of the relationship at first because of the differences between them. She was slightly older than he. They were from two different backgrounds and generations. That race issue didn't bother him as much as it did her. She knew that people wouldn't understand and would label what they had as something tawdry. She liked him for whom he was. He stepped onto the elevator and pushed the button labeled "17". He stepped off of the elevator and walked to her door. He knocked softly three times. She appeared before him. Wearing something lacy and sheer. He gasped. He was taken aback. Just for a second. He had never seen her in anything like this. She stood in the doorway vamping like a rubenesque 1930's black and white movie vixen. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He smiled "No. Well...not yet anyway." She invited him in. He was met by the scent of warm cinnamon and spice. There were candles lit in every corner of the room. She helped him take his jacket off and hung it on the peg behind her door. He sat his coffee down on the small table by the door and looked all around her place, still a little stunned. She'd thought of everything. Candles. Wine. Even music. She knew he loved Coltrane and Live at Newport `63 was spinning in her CD player. "WOW, what's the occasion?"he asked. She replied"You." "Me?!?!"he again asked, puzzled. "Yes, you. I'm ready to take this thing we have one step further" She moved closer to where he was standing and kissed him. Long and deeply. She put her hands under his Henley and ran them across his chest. He began to remove his flannel and then the sheer jacket that rested over her neglige. He held her face in his hands and kissed her. More firmly this time. She swooned to his touch. She felt almost helpless when she was in his arms. He never pressed the issue of going further with her, but she knew every time they kissed, her resolve grew a little weaker and soon she'd be powerless to resist anything he asked. She wanted to be in control of the situation when it happened. He kissed her again, on the neck this time. She gave a small moan of delight and urged him to remove the Henley so she could touch the skin of his chest with her lips. He complied. She could smell the scent of his cologne and body spray and it drove her wild. She kissed him on the lips and began to trail her tongue and mouth down his chest and belly. She was enraptured by his aroma. He leaned back against the white partition wall of her apartment as she kissed his torso. She reached the waist of his jeans where his belt remained buckled. She saw that he was bulging against his pants and wanted to see what he was hiding in them. She loosened the buckle of his belt and the silver button of his jeans. She lowered the zipper half way and thought for a second. She didn't want to rush this moment. She wanted to savor every second. She continued to kiss his body and made her way back up to his neck and his lips. He put his hands on her curvy waist and pulled her even closer to him. She felt his bulge, through his jeans. She pressed herself against it. He pulled her to him by her round bottom. She thought she would climax right there in his arms. He turned her body around so that she was laying against the partition wall. He slipped her shoulders from her sexy nightgown and slid it over her full size figure until it rested on the floor at her feet. She stood there in nothing on but her starlet heels. She moved it from under their feet with a slight kick. He entwined their fingers he kissed her even more, raising their clasped hands above their heads and resting them against the wall behind her. He slipped his fingers from between her still raised hands and caressed her down the length of her arms. He lowered himself slowly before her, kissing her on the neck and her magnificent, heaving breasts. His tongue found her throbbing, firm nipples. They were the color of a harvest sunrise. She felt herself weakening again as he caressed her tender creamy skin with his tongue. He continued down to her bellybutton, where he paused and kissed it, sending waves of ecstasy through her whole body. He rose to his feet once more and put his hands on her waist. He pulled her close to him, only to turn her body around a lay her against the wall froward. He slipped his jeans off and stood in his boxer shorts, with his throbbing member peeking from the slit in the front. He pressed his body against hers and kissed the back of her neck. She rested her body against his, almost falling into his arms. She reached behind and held his head to her neck. He lifted his head up and kissed her. She put her hands against the wall as he cupped her breasts in his hands. He had no idea just the touch of his fingers on her nipples drove her mad with passion. He moved his hands from her breasts to her hips as he lowered himself to his knees, behind her this time, massaging her back and bottom with his nimble hands. He grabbed her near her waist once more and turned her body around and placed her against the wall. She lowered her arms from the wall. She caressed his ears and head She looked into his eyes as he looked up into hers, knowing what was to come next. As he knelt before her, he raised her left leg over his shoulder. He began to kiss the inside of her thigh. His kisses trailed to her well kept garden. He explored it. Softly at first. Tasting her ever so gently. Nibbling on her sweltering scarlet petals. She moaned softly in delight. No one in so long had touched her like this. She wasn't sure how she should react. She tried to contain her excitement, but before long the passion overtook her and she became more vocal. She held his head to her flower as he continued to taste her honey. When she could take no more of him kissing and tasting her vessel, she begged him to give her a moment. She slid her leg from his shoulder. She sank to her knees, partly to face him but mostly to collect her breath. She kissed him and closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She held her hand on his chest and traced the shape of his pectoral muscles. She slid her hand down his stomach and down to his bulging boxer shorts. She began to tug at the seam and slid them off playfully. He laid back on the soft pile carpet. She laid her body down on top of his. . He looked at the flickering pillar candle one more time before closing his eyes as she placed her lips on his. She kissed his lips, neck and chest. She felt his strong arms surround her, making her feel safe. She continued to kiss him on his chest and his stomach until she found her treasure. She took him into her right hand and began to stroke it softly. The left hand soon found it's way as well. Her strokes became a little more deliberate. She leaned over and kissed the head of his erection. She kissed it again, caressing the shaft with her tongue. She fought her nervousness and put him into her mouth. She began to move her head up and down, kissing and caressing every pulsating inch with her motion and willing mouth. He moaned in ecstasy as she loved him with her mouth. He caressed the side of her face, moving the auburn ringlets from her eyes. She sucked and pulled on him with a renewed urgency. She wanted to please him. Giving him all he wanted. She could feel his climax rising within his shaft and moved her mouth back up his stomach and chest to his succulent lips. "Come on, in here with me."she whispered. She stood to her feet and led him to his feet by her hands. They walked into her bedroom, where more candles shone on the bed, that laid covered in red and white rose petals. She urged him to stand at her bedside while she crawled in, atop the petals. She beckoned and he followed. She lay across the bed, legs spread apart slightly. He laid atop her, not entering her yet. She kissed him some more and stroked his tool to complete attention. At this action she spread her legs fully and wrapped them around his body. She looked at him, directly in the eyes and said "Now. I want you inside of me now." He complied. Sliding himself inside of her. Slowly. He wanted to savor this as much as she did. He didn't want to hurt her, either. This moment was special to both of them. She felt all of him inside of her for the first time. It seemed to hurt at first but at the same time it was the greatest feeling she'd felt in along time. She cried out a little. It wasn't from any pain, though. She cried because she had been denying herself this for so long. He asked if she was okay and if she wanted him to stop. She only looked up into his eyes, closed hers and kissed him some more. She wrapped her arms around his back and cried out in passion with every thrust. She wanted to stay where she was, with him inside of her, forever. She didn't want how she felt to end. She felt her eruption building. She wanted him to go faster. Faster. She held her breath and felt herself release, all over and around him. She cried aloud "Yes, yes. Please don't stop! I need to feel you in me. All of you." He paused and asked her "are you sure that's what you want?" She nodded and kissed him again to confirm what she was feeling. He started moving inside of her again. He moved steadily, with a sense of urgency. He knew what she wanted. He wanted to give her whatever she desired. Even that part of him. She began to tighten around him as he pulsated inside of her. He felt how warm and wet she had become. It was more than he needed to send him over the edge. He held her closer. His lips found her breasts and he kissed them once more for good measure as he felt his desire unleash deep within her. She climaxed once more, covering them both. He experienced a flurry of emotions as he felt his release. It felt wonderful and confusing all at once. He cried out. He collapsed there in her arms. Tears welled in her eyes. She didn't want to move from this spot. From this moment. It was perfect. The way she wanted. The way she dreamed. She kissed him once more as they held one another. She caressed the back of his neck as his fingers stroked her chestnut locks. They gazed into one another's eyes, knowing there wouldn't be another moment as magical as this one. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. Comforted by the sounds of his beating heart. She knew that this is where she wanted to be and no one or no thing could take that from them.