Unknown Visitor

Unknown Visitor Part II

"Hey," I said as I opened the door.

"Hey, I know it's late," I turned to the clock and noticed that it was five till 4 AM, "But you said I could come by if I just need a shoulder."

I shook my head, agreeing with his words.

"But I need a little more than just a shoulder." His eyes locked with mine and my heart began to beat faster, wondering if he was going to say what I was yearning to hear. He took a couple steps towards me, standing less than half an inch from my face.

"I need...I mean, I want...you."

I stood there breathless, waiting for him to yell out "sike" or "just joking" but it never came out. He moved in to kiss my lips and I don't know what came over me but I took a step back from him. His movement forward ceased, as if he had just reached the edge of a cliff and some unknown force kept him from jumping.

"I'm sorry. I can't." I had no idea how I formed my mouth to even utter those words. My body did not agree with my words. It was craving to have him close to me.

"I'm not sure what to make of this. I mean I don't even know your name."

"You're right...I'm...I'm so sorry. I'm just going to go home." His voice was quite with a hint of sadness.

Before I could attempt to back track my words he turned and headed back to his apartment. I couldn't believe myself. All this time I had been fantasizing about this man, and the one time I could have a small piece of him, I threw it away. And for what? Pride...ego...sheer stupidity? 'What are you doing?' I whispered to myself. It was time for me to knock this little girl act and step up like a real woman. I left my conscious back in my apartment and took my body and heart to his door and started knocking. He opened it slowly.

"I'm sorry...I'm not sure what just happened but I'm here if you need or just want me. But don't get it twisted...I mean..." my words came out in a blur.

Maybe I left my brain back there too. I continued to fumble through my words as he walked into me, shutting me up with the warmth of his lips on mine. Every word I was thinking disappeared as I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. His lips were just right, large enough to control our movements and gentle enough for me to yearn for more. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, inserting his tongue in my mouth and massaging his against mine. I let out a small moan. I couldn't wait any longer. I pushed him back abruptly, totally confusing him with my actions. He gazed at me with one eyebrow raised, wondering what I was about to do. Only if he knew, things were just getting started.

I grabbed his right hand and led him back down the hall. As I closed the door to my apartment, he grabbed me from behind and began to kiss my neck. I slowly locked the door behind us. The blood flowing in my veins now rushed key points in my body. His kisses were wet but soothing. He circled around the left side of my neck and then proceeded to pull my shirt over my head. I aided him, yanking my shirt off to show my two butterfly tattoos on my naked back. He moved my hair over my shoulders and took his time kissing me from the top of my neck, down my spine, to the top of my ass. I used my hands to keep me balanced on the door. Each kiss made me reach higher on the door, stretching my back out so he could touch each inch. He removed my shorts slowly, now memorizing those details he couldn't see earlier.

His hands explored my body, starting at my ankles then my calves and on to my behind. He kissed and rubbed each cheek as if he were formally introducing himself. I dropped my head down to let out a quiet moan. His kisses and touch warmed my sweet center at an accelerated rate. I dropped my head in front of me just in time to see his hand rubbing my inner thighs, teasing my cove with slow, erratic strokes, back and forth and around and around. My legs unlocked for a second as my muscles relaxed. He teased me no more and gave my body what it need. Never have I felt this type of pleasure before and I prayed that it would never stop.

His next move was an unforgettable one. He removed his hand from my cove and moved directly under me, preparing to feast on his late night snack. I opened my eyes to make sure I was feeling the same tongue that enthroned my mouth. Our eyes locked on each other. I watched him close his eyes, as if he were memorizing the inside of me with his tongue. His hands held me up as the muscle strength in my legs was completely gone. He used me as his own person gorge; savoring every ounce he could from me. I moaned louder and louder out of control.

"It feels so good." I told him.

"Uh huh," was all he could say as he had me to keep his mouth full. I exploded immediately on his murmured words. I soon regained some feeling and strength back in my legs.

He removed himself from under me and guided me from the door to the couch, bending me forward over the back of the couch. He rubbed my back as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his staff. Just the feel of it near me, rekindled my inferno for another round. I reached as far as I could over the couch and straddled myself, showing him that I was ready and he immediately understood. Even with all his mass, he was gentle, at first. His momentum was gaining and I felt another explosion growing. I grabbed the couch cushions and buried my head to keep the moans from getting louder.

"Please, don't hide them from me. I want to hear you scream." His voice was soothing and erotic all at the same time.

I granted him his wish and began to free up my moans. Each moan caused him to drive deeper. Together we moaned and thrust against each other.

"Don't stop, please don't." I begged. I knew I was within seconds from reaching my peak. His thrusts were rapid but steady. I grabbed for some air and let out the sweetest moan that made him loose control. I collapsed over the back of the couch trying to find my composure until he whispered in my ear "let's go to bed."

He helped me up and we both walked into the bedroom, engulfed in the most loving embrace. We made it to the bed and both collapsed from our pleasurable escapade.

After 2 more times, we laid in my sheet-less bed, naked and exhausted. He held me in his arms and kissed my forehead softly. We began to drift off to sleep when I remembered there was something I need to ask him.

"Hey Hun," I whisper to him.

"Yeah..."

"What's your name?"