Velvet and Lace (8 page)

"I highly doubt that Mr. Bradshaw." She tried to keep her expression in check, but jealousy rose in her throat. When he placed his hand on her inner thigh, near her knee, she looked up at him.

"Don't Daphne. You don't know how much this means to me. It's in the way you move, the way you smile, how easy it is to be around you. This means something to me Daphne."  Daphne softened her expression.

"This means something to me too, Trent." His lips lifted up in a slight smile and then he glanced back down at her pussy.

She had a blonde landing strip on her mound but nothing else. She knew that with her legs spread he could see everything. She slid her hand down and delved into her folds, finding her clit. She circled once and moaned at the pressure. She looked up at him and a rush of moisture coated her cunt at the heat in his gaze. When she held up her hand to him, he kissed the wet fingers and then dove in between her legs.

She would have laughed at his enthusiasm but when his tongue touched her slit she forgot about everything that wasn’t his mouth on her. He pushed his hand under her butt, making her hips tilt up toward him and then he directed her to put one of her legs over his shoulder.

When he settled back in between her warm thighs, he used his free hand to push two fingers inside of her waiting pussy. Daphne propped herself up on her elbows so that she would watch him. His brown hair tickled the inside of her thighs as he moved his mouth in closer to flick her clit. She was panting by the time he curled his fingers up to stroke her g–spot.

He pulled back just as she felt the wave of a climax hit. She hit the mattress in frustration and she heard him chuckle.

“Impatient are we?” He moved his tongue to lick from the base of her opening all the way up to her clit.

“Come for me beautiful.” His breath moved across her pussy right before he shoved his fingers against her g–spot and placed his lips on her clit. She couldn’t stop the jerk of her hips as the buildup finally shattered. She was vaguely aware of him placing his arms on her hips so that she wouldn’t buck him off.

He continued to suck as she started to come down from the climax and then he pushed a  finger against the star of her anus and she flew apart all over again. She shoved her fingers into his hair and screamed his name.

When she was able to breathe again, she felt him withdraw his finger and gave her one more loving lick. Her legs were shaking against his shoulders and she was having a hard time calming her breathing.

He smiled as he licked his lips, and then ran his tongue over his fingers as well. “You look absolutely radiant when you come, and that pussy... I have never tasted anything so exquisite. I would enjoy eating you for all of my meals.”

His erotic words sent another shiver through her. He had just given her multiple orgasms and her pussy was already clenching for more.

She leaned back up on her elbow, and then crooked one of her fingers at him. “Trent, I need you.” Her hair fell down her back, causing her to shiver. Daphne looked up at him, loving how comfortable she was with this man. Under the heat of his gaze, she honestly did feel more beautiful than she ever had.

“What do you need, baby?” He had moved so that he was on his knees in between her legs. He put his hands on either side of her rib cage. He placed a kiss on her lips and she got a small thrill out of her own juices lingering on him. She reached in between them and wrapped her hand around his cock.

“This. I need this big hard cock inside me.” She moved her hand up and down, loving the feel of his penis in her hand. She brushed her thumb over the head and spread the drop of moisture that she found there. She licked her lips and began to pump her hand up and down. He hissed out a breath through clenched teeth and stilled her hand.

“I would love to be inside that sweet spot between your legs but if you keep doing that, it’s all going to end very quickly.” He kissed her lightly on the lips and then pulled back to lean over to the night stand. He returned with a foil packet in hand. Daphne watched, mesmerized, as he took his cock in hand and rolled the condom down.

She wiggled her hips in anticipation and he laid his body back down on hers. When the head of his cock rubbed up against her opening she groaned low in her throat.

Trent's voice startled her. “Look at me baby. I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”

She opened her eyes and looked up into the green depths of Trent’s eyes. He stared down at her for a moment and then slowly pushed inside of her.

She arched her back and wrapped her arms around his neck. She could feel every glorious inch of his cock sinking into her. She clenched around him and he groaned. When he was in as deep as he could go they both released a deep breath.

“Trent, you feel absolutely amazing.”

Daphne lifted her head to skim her teeth on the side of his neck and wrapped her legs around his hips, crossing her ankles behind his back. The motion caused him to sink farther into her and she bit down softly on his neck.

He pulled back, making her release her hold on him. “I need to know how you want this, Daphne. If you want this slow I will try my hardest to make this perfect for you and not come too soon. But if not, I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.” He rested his forehead down on hers and stared into her eyes. Daphne loved his beautiful green eyes and she kissed his cheek.

“Why are you still talking, handsome? You’re glorious cock is stuffed inside of me and you’re talking. Fuck me anyway you want. But if you want an opinion, we can do slow later.” She winked up at him and he growled at her words. She laughed out loud, but it quickly turned into a long moan as he began to move inside of her.

With the position they were in, their bodies meshed together. Trent grinded against her clit with every deep stroke. His hips were brutal as he pounded into her and she loved every second of it. Her head thrashed against the pillow as she felt the wave getting bigger and bigger.

“Come on my cock.” His command was the spark she needed. Her hands gripped the hair at the base of his neck as she flew apart. He pumped his cock into her pussy few more times before he followed her over. She could feel his cock pulsing deep inside her as the muscles in his back and neck tensed. She was glad she had opened her eyes to watch him come. Trent coming was one of the best things she had ever witnessed.              

He collapsed on top of her with his face buried in her neck. She ran her hands up and down his back and shoulders. His cock twitched inside of her and she moaned at the sensation.

“I’m sorry. I’m squishing you.” He kissed up her neck, and then sought out her mouth. The kiss was deep but only lasted a few seconds. “You are amazing.” He sat up and withdrew from her. She instantly missed his hard cock inside of her pussy.

“Did I complain?” She smiled up at him, enjoying his naked butt.

He walked to the adjoining bathroom and cleaned himself up. She heard the water run and watched as he returned with a warm washcloth. He seated himself between her still spread thighs and washed her juices off of her. She whimpered a little as he grazed her clit but he quickly moved on. Before he got up he kissed the inside of her thigh, and then walked back into the bathroom.

He called out from the bathroom. “Stay the night with me.” When he walked back into the room, she had to tear her gaze away from his spectacular body, and amazing cock. Even flaccid, it was an impressive size.

She smiled up at him as he climbed into the bed beside her. “I kind of thought I already was. But if you insist.” He pulled the top sheet over the two of them and curled himself around her back. He tucked one arm underneath her head, then the other he wrapped possessively underneath her breasts.

“Goodnight, baby.” Trent whispered in her ear.

Daphne felt him place a kiss on her shoulder and she smiled at his gentleness. After a few minutes, she heard his breathing deepen and he began softly snoring in her ear. She resisted the urge to laugh. Instead, she just enjoyed the feeling of his hard, warm body wrapped around hers, until she fell asleep.

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Trent woke up stretched out in the middle of the bed with his arm reaching for a soft body. Unfortunately, Daphne wasn’t beside him anymore. He sat up and his dark–blue sheets fell to his waist.

He looked around him and was glad to see her bra and panties still on the floor. When he heard soft music, he realized she was in his kitchen and smiled. He didn’t bother to cover himself, just padded to the kitchen naked. When he turned the corner he couldn’t resist the smile that spread across his face.

Daphne was standing with her back turned to him, facing his stove, wearing nothing but his black button down dress shirt. It came down to the middle of her thighs, and swished with her hips as she rocked to Lady Gaga’s “You and I” playing softly from her iPhone. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves down past the middle of her back.

He could smell coffee and bacon and his stomach growled. Before she could turn around, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. She jumped for a second at the surprise and then settled back against him with a contented sigh.

“Hello, beautiful.” He kissed the side of her neck, as she continued to flip the bacon.

“And good morning to you too, sleepy head. I wasn’t sure if you were ever going to wake up.” She took the bacon out of the pan, and placed it on a paper-towel covered plate, before she turned off the stove and turned in his arms.

He loved the way she fit so easily into his embrace. He placed a soft kiss against her lips, and pressed his erection into her stomach.

“I’d kiss you more fully, but I should brush my teeth first. I woke up without you and had to check and make sure you hadn’t run away on me again.” He brought his palm up to cup her breast.

“Mmm. No, I woke up about an hour ago, and slipped out to make some coffee. And then I got hungry, so I hope you don’t mind. I was planning on bacon and eggs, but if you would prefer—” He stopped her with a finger over her lips. She smiled up at him and he was sure he had never seen anything more beautiful than her standing in his kitchen half-naked with sleepy eyes and sex hair.

“Bacon and eggs is amazing. I can do the eggs if you want, since you’ve done everything else.” He had one hand siting loosely on her waist and continued to brush his thumb back and forth over her stiff nipple. “But let me go brush my teeth first and put on a pair of shorts.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he was about to pull away. “I’ll make the eggs while you go brush your teeth but I don’t really think that you need the shorts.” She reached between them to take his hard cock in her hand. Trent groaned as her soft palm slid up and down his shaft. When she let go he almost growled at the loss of sensation.

She laughed and pushed him away in the direction of the bedroom.

“I’m going, I’m going,” he muttered and then yelped in surprise as she swatted his naked butt with the dish towel.

It only took him a few minutes to brush his teeth and brush his hair. It had been sticking up in all directions. When he returned, she was setting plates on the table.

“I wasn’t sure how you took your coffee so I left it on the counter for you to fix.”

“I just drink it black. And you are amazing, baby. I never expected you to be cooking for me. Next time, I’ll have to wake up before you so I can make you breakfast.” He grabbed his coffee mug and sat down next to her at the table.

They ate in silence for a few moments and then Trent couldn’t resist her bare skin anymore. He continued to eat with his right hand and then used his left to reach over and start drawing circles on the top of her thigh. She dropped her fork on her plate with a slight clatter. He smiled but never took his hand off of her skin. He felt the goose–bumps break out as he continued his ministrations, steadily getting closer and closer to her inner thigh.

Unfortunately, with the angle of their chairs, he couldn’t get close enough to touch the sweet spot he was after. He kept taking bites of his breakfast. When Daphne slid hastily back from the table he raised his eyebrows. But before he could ask a question, she pushed back on his shoulders and slid her legs around his hips, sitting herself on his lap.

Trent was glad that she wasn't wearing any panties as her hot core settled on the length of his cock. He wished he had twisted a bit so that she had sank down his hard shaft instead of just rubbed against it.

When she settled her weight on his lap, her breasts were brought up close to his face. He slid his hands around her waist at the same time she shoved her hands into his hair. He brought his mouth down on hers and slipped his tongue past her parted lips. He loved how she instantly opened for him and how eager she was for him. Just by brushing his tongue against her, he felt a rush of wetness soak his cock and balls from where she sat on his lap.

She moaned into his mouth and met him stroke for stroke, dueling for control of the kiss. He moved one hand to slide underneath her ass and with the other he pushed his plate back. Once it was cleared back far enough, he leaned her back so that her back half rested on the table and her breasts pushed against the shirt.

Trent easily slipped the buttons free. Each one that came undone revealed another inch of gorgeous tanned skin. After just a few buttons he revealed the swell of her breasts and the deep cleavage between them. He kissed the upper swells as he continued to undo the shirt.  Once he got to the bottom and the shirt was parted, he slid it down to the crook of her elbows were it caught.