"God, Blair,” he moaned. "Do you know what you do to me…"

I had an idea.

But I wanted to do more of it before I made up my mind. The rush I felt at his reaction compared to nothing else, not even winning a court case. My mouth found his other nipple and I let my tongue trace circles mirroring the other side with my fingertips.

I felt my own body respond in the same way, my nipples growing hard. My stomach lay across him, leaning against him and I felt his manhood grow beneath me, straining against the fabric of his jeans. I couldn’t resist the temptation and I moved one hand to caress the promising package. His hips twitched at my touch.

"Soon enough," I whispered.

I wanted to play with him for a little while longer, before I let him have his way.

While my fingers fumbled to unbutton his jeans, I kissed down the length of his taut abs, catching out of the corner of my eyes, his hands clenched into fists, clutching at the fabric of my sheets.

At last I unleashed his member, letting it spring forward hard and pulsing with expectant need. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and lifted my head to look into his eyes. I gave him a small smile, as once more my breasts pressed against him more firmly this time.

The way his body lifted just slightly off the mattress every time I touched him drove me crazy. I felt as if I had total control over him, and he was letting me have my way.

I leaned up and kissed him gently on the lips and my fingers slowly began to massage his cock. As if to clue me in to his eagerness and frustration he bit my lower lip, much as I had done to him before. I could the see the fire behind his eyes when I looked up at him.

"You're going to pay for that,” I said with a hint of a smile.

"I hope so," he whispered.

I kissed my way back down his chest, tracing my tongue down the core of his abs, and flicked the tip of his head, tasting him for the first time. He let out a moan, and I played with him tracing my tongue around his firmness, licking and dancing my lips around his head.

I had wanted to take more of him, but his manhood had proven to be much larger than I had expected. I would never let him on to that though.

Instead I decided to continue with the torture, tracing my tongue alongside the shaft tickling the base with my fingertips.

Finally he could take no more.

He had placed his hand on top of my head, massaging his fingers gently through my hair. He pulled his hand into a fist and lifted me off of him. He sat up, and with an animalistic growl he grabbed me around the waist. Before I knew what had happened he threw me down onto the bed. The tables had turned.

My whole body screamed for his touch and so much more as he brought his face down between my breasts. His hands pulled at the waist band of my jeans, slipping them off within seconds. With his teeth and his hands he pulled down my panties around my ankles where I kicked them off to join the other clothes that had fallen by the wayside.

As if to return the torture that I had administrated, he hovered over me, with his mouth over my right nipple which had grown hard and erect begging for his touch, his mouth, his tongue. His eyes flicked over to mine with a crooked grin on his face, before he brought his mouth down on me. The fire seared through me immediately and I wanted to wrap my legs around his naked torso. He kept his body just out of reach, except for the delicious torture of his mouth.

He circled his tongue around the pink flesh, pulling the hard tip into his mouth and then letting it go slightly only to caress the sensitive area with his teeth sending me into convulsions of pain and pleasure.

He pulled my body closer to his, wrapping his arm around my waist and straightening me out on the bed. With his other hand he lifted my arms above my head, clutching both of my wrists together as he ran his other palm along the length of my torso.

My legs twitched and flailed, as I felt as if I had lost all control of my desire. I wanted him inside me but relished in the rising desire that he incited in me. I couldn’t help but let a gasp escape my lips as he moved his mouth to the other nipple. The hand that didn’t hold my wrists had moved to the now exposed breast. With his mouth he teased one and with his fingers he teased the other. In my nether regions I sensed his manhood resting against the entrance of what I most wanted, and I hitched my hips towards him.

"Soon enough," he whispered pulling back slightly.

I wanted to fight back.

I wanted to throw myself onto him and straddle him until our bodies became one. But he had me pinned, my arms held down against the mattress.

I remained at his mercy.

He had eased up on my breasts, let go of my wrists and kissed his way down my stomach. I kept my arms where they were and clasped my hands around the wooden bars of the frame behind me. I wondered for a moment what he might be up to until he landed upon my womanhood in such a way as I had never before experienced. I cried out as his tongue caressed my already moist portal, flicking and teasing me to the heights of ecstasy.

"Oh god!" I cried as my voice rose with my adrenaline, my head pressed back into the sheets tangling my hair even further. "Oh god, Aiden! Don't stop!"

I had lost all control and tilted my body towards him. He lifted my hips and buried his tongue deep inside me, even as he had positioned his hand flat on my stomach in such a way as to stimulate my nerve center with the pad of his thumb. I had lost all measure of what he was doing to me, except for the sensation of pleasure that coursed through my body.

Every nerve on fire, every fiber of my being awakened to his touch.

My feet planted on either side of him, pushed my body up away from the sheets, and he adjusted to keep contact working me into such a frenzy. I could no longer hold back. He licked and massaged until my body shuddered, convulsing against him. He slowed his pace when I collapsed back on the bed. I felt like I was flying, floating on a cloud.

He kissed along the curve between my legs and my torso, tracing his fingers alongside my sides.

"Come here?" I whispered. "I want to know what I taste like."

He lifted up until his face came inches away from mine. With my hands on either side of his face, I gently brought my lips to the corner of his mouth, tasting the remnants of my release.

His breathing was deep and needy, just as mine had been a moment ago. He let me kiss him and lick his face like a cat, and I wrapped my legs around him.

At last he pulled himself forward and slid his cock inside me filling me up to the hilt. He shuddered as he moved his hips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and buried my face against his chest, clinging to him as he rolled me over on top of him.

When I leaned up he looked me over, his eyes taking in every inch of my skin. I noticed his bottom lip tucked under his teeth though his hands rested gently against my thighs.

I circled my hips, rocking back to let him in deeper inside myself as my eyes remained locked on his. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I wanted nothing more than this. All of the troubles of the day slipped into oblivion.

I steadied my rhythm, sensing his need growing, relishing in his pleasure, etched on his face, eyes closed, head pressed back, and breath ragged and uneven.

I pulled my body forward and kissed his mouth deep and purposeful. With that kiss I felt his body give in, he shuddered and clutched at the skin of my back, raking his fingers across my flesh. Beneath my palms I felt the goose bumps erupt as he released. He held onto the kiss, not letting my lips escape his until he had finished completely. Then his hands found their way into my tangled hair.