We had been flirting all night. Always seemingly in the same room as the party ebbed and flowed.
I’d catch her flashing her green eyes or touching that flowing brown hair when she felt my gaze. Smirking a little as she did it. Glancing upwards at me to let me know she knew I was looking.
At around 3am everyone had started to crash where they fell and we had ended up laying next to each other on a plush rug in the living room. Just a few feet separating us.
Gradually the atmosphere in the room changed as people drifted off and I began to think I was the last one awake.
Suddenly, she rolled over, filling the space between us. She did it quickly and deliberately, but also somehow lazily, so anyone watching would believe she was still asleep.
Her eyes were closed, but I could tell by her breathing that she was awake. The slow but ever so slightly shaky breathes of someone trying to stay composed. I would have been lying if I said my breathing wasn’t a mirror to hers.
My hand began to twitch. I was desperate to reach out, but I was trying to show restraint in case this was all in my head.
After a second or two more I couldn’t contain myself any longer, and carefully moved my hand towards hers in the dark. My heart was quickening and the few inch space between us felt like a chasm.
Suddenly I felt her soft, supple finger tips and gently intertwined my fingers with hers. I held my breathe as I waited for a response, the tension hanging in the room, silent apart from the sound of a dozen other sleeping bodies.
It could have only been a second or two, but after what felt like an eternity she reacted. Shifting her body closer to me and wrapping her fingers in mine. My heart rate increased again.
I moved a little closer and suddenly we were barely inches apart. I held her hand and she squeezed back. I closed my eyes.
I could feel her breathe on my face. I could almost hear her heartbeat. The space between us closed to nothing. Silently and softly in the dark, we kissed. Lips barely parted.
I felt her smile and grip my hand a little tighter, before she moved the hand to my waist, digging her nails in just a little. In turn I moved my hand to her hips, sliding my hand beneath her top and softly drawing shapes along her skin.
We were kissing intensely and passionately now. I softly bit her lip and was satisfied to hear a muffled moan escape. She reached down to my jeans and her delicate fingers traced the outline of my cock, growing harder and harder for her with each kiss.
My hand drifted down her gorgeous frame. Across her stomach and down to edges of her skirt. I paused slightly at the edge of the fabric and felt her hold her breathe as I teased her. As I made her wait for my touch.
She dug her nails into my skin a little harder and I knew she was ready. She gasped softly as she felt my finger tips on her inner thigh, so I kissed her harder and bit her lip again to muffle the sound.
Her heartbeat quickened with every inch as my hand glided up her inner thigh. I drifted my finger tips over her underwear, making her quiver and shake. I could already feel how wet she was through the fabric.
I started to stroke up and down, pressing lightly inside her pussy. We broke away from our kiss and I looked into her beautiful green eyes, full of hunger, passion and a hint of trepidation, shimmering in the dark.
I smiled at her as I pressed in a little harder. She bit her lip to stifle a moan. I reached up to the edge of the fabric and hovered, my fingertips lightly brushing her skin.
I looked into her eyes as I teased her with more. Through those beautiful eyes I could tell she was close to the edge, desperate to moan loudly and let it all out, but she held it together and held my gaze, before nodding.
‘Good girl,’ I thought.
I moved my fingers down and lightly grazed her pussy with my touch, sending shivers through her body. Still looking straight into her eyes I softly slipped my fingertips down and dipped them into her tight, wet pussy.
Her eyes widened as she felt me and a soft little moan escaped her lips. I started to stroke up and down gently. She was soaking wet already and I could feel her dripping down my fingers.
I slid two fingers inside her and started to stroke, slow and carefully at first so she could control the beautiful sounds that wanted to escape her pretty little mouth.
I started to get deeper and curved my fingers upwards so that I brushed her g-spot with each stroke. I could tell she was close to breaking. Her eyes were wide and her body trembled, completely over come by the sensation. I needed to help her.
I reached out with my other hand and covered her mouth to stop her moans escaping. She immediately bit me to stifle a breathless gasp escaping. I smiled to let her know it was okay.
‘Bite me all you want, baby,’ I thought. ‘Just know every time you do I stroke a little deeper.’
Satisfied I could keep her quiet, I gently placed my thumb on her firm, round clit and started to circle it. Pressing in gently and sending shivers through her beautiful body.
She started to frantically grasp at the buttons of my jeans. Ripping them off to slide her hand beneath my boxers. She shivered again as her delicate fingers wrapped around me and she felt how long and thick I was. How hard I was for her.
I started to stroke deeper and circle faster. My thumb on her clit and fingertips on her g-spot bringing her closer and closer. She stated to grip my cock tighter as we looked into each other’s eyes. We had completely forgotten about the room full of sleeping people who could wake any second. In that moment it was just her and I.
I felt her tense up and she bit down hard on my hand over her mouth. Her whole body felt on edge, as if it was coursing with electricity.
I looked deep into her green eyes, smiled and nodded. Suddenly she started to buck and shake, biting my hand hard as breathless, muffled moans escaped her lips. Her legs gripped me tight as she held her herself against my body.
I kept stroking, feeling her pussy tighten around my fingers as she covered them with cum. I wanted to hold her there for as long as possible. She was desperately stroking me harder and faster and it took all my focus not to cum and expose us. Her pretty green eyes started to roll back in her head as she rode her orgasm as hard and long as she could.
Gradually she stopped shaking and her teeth loosened from my skin. I removed my hand from her mouth and looked at the deep bite marks she’d left. I smiled to and she giggled in the most adorable shy way, her green eyes dancing down and her cheeks flushed.
My fingers were still inside her and hers were still wrapped around me, but we were both just stroking gently know, enjoying feeling each other and how close and alone we were in the moment.
I slid my fingers out of her quivering pussy and slowly drew them up to my face. I look straight into those pretty green as I carefully and deliberately placed them in my mouth and sucked them dry. She tasted divine.
As the other bodies in the room slept a few feet away from us, I reached out to softly caress her cheek and draw her in for a kiss. To gentle sound of their breathing, we both tasted her cum on my lips.
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