Second Chance 3: Ask Me Again 3: David's Story by Theresa Hodge

with every movement. My hands inched to entangle themselves in her long tresses. I wasted no time in doing just that as she came to stand before me.
    My head swooped down to take her lips in an impassioned kiss. I nibbled a fiery trail of hot kisses down her neck before claiming her lips again with my own. Our kiss intensified as my hand slid down to her waist and even further as I cupped her ass in my hand and squeezed its plump softness. I pulled her even closer so she could feel the strength and need of my arousal for her. She had to know the effect that she was having on me. She could bend me to her will and I would be like a sexual puppet in her hands.
    My hands inched down further to the hem of her fitted dress and slid it upward to bunch at her waist. My eager hands instantly cupped her thong covered bottom. Her rounded ass cheeks were pliable to my touch. I broke away from our heated kiss for a moment to slide the dress upward and over her head before tossing it aside.
    Our lips met once again in a hot kiss that spoke volumes of our desire for one another. She moaned into my mouth and spread her legs apart so that my rigid hardness settled intimately between her thighs. She began to rock her pussy back and forth against my shaft. A guttural groan released itself from deep inside my throat.
    I broke away from the kiss once again to get my breathing under control. A string of spit lingered from her lips to my own. My tongue swiped at the moisture to capture her essence. I needed every part of her substance to mix with my DNA. I had come to realize that she was divinely made for me and me for her.
    My eyes couldn’t get enough of feasting on her beauty as she stood in front of me braless in heels and a thong. She was like a bewitching goddess, a sweet angel and a wanton temptress wrapped up into one. She needed to be worshipped with my lips, mouth, tongue and everything that was within me to pleasure her to the fullest. My own pleasure was a secondary thought, at the moment.
    “You are much too overly dressed,” she said on a sensuous sigh. “Since today is my birthday, I want to be in control,” she said as she reached for my belt buckle and released it before sliding my zipper down on my slacks. Her heated gaze held mines as she continued to undress me completely.
    I stood before her naked and ready. She looked at me with a sly smile before sauntering away and sitting on the big, king-sized bed. She crossed one leg over the other to remove her heels before sitting them aside. The damp spot between her thighs didn’t go unnoticed by me. I licked my lips with the thought of how sweet her nectar tasted on my tongue.
    I continued to watch her as she put one finger into her mouth before circling her nipple with her wet finger. I groaned in the back of my throat. She was too damn sexy for her own good. I didn’t hesitate to walk over to her with my dick leading the way as it throbbed and jerked with great need.
    Her pink tongue swiped across her lips as if the sight of me tantalized her taste buds. She crooked her finger for me to come even closer with a come-hither look in her eyes. That look held so much power over me as my heart thumped mightily against my chest. As strong of a man as I was, my desire for her left me in a weakened state of mind. I didn’t have any regret about the power she had over me.
    I stood over her as she looked up at me with desire-glazed eyes. She spread her thighs apart as she cupped my hardness in her hands and forced me to step even closer. My erect penis was level with her glistening lips. Her hands made a fist around my shaft as she took me into her warm mouth.
    The scrape of her teeth against my organ caused a shock wave to pour through me. Her head tentatively began to move back and forth. I began to thrust forward with her every backward motion. My hand entangled and wrapped her hair around my fist to help control her movements.
    She continued to use both combinations of mouth and