Still waiting [f]or [m]ore…

Long, Lots of build up, not a lot of satisfaction… Check my profile for part one, can’t get the link to work on mobile! Also apologies for typos/weird formatting

Our previous date was on a Friday night, and I couldn’t see him again till the following Sunday… I was losing my mind, thinking about his lips on mine, and his lips straying over the rest of my body. He’s a really good texter, so he kept the conversation flowing which meant that I was thinking about him far more than I should have been.

We were working out plans and our schedules weren’t aligning. He was moving, and would fully be in his new apartment on Sunday. I offered to cook for him in his new kitchen if he didn’t want to go out. He gladly took me up on it.

I was supposed to go over there around 6:00, but he texted me at about 5:45 and said he was going to need an extra half hour because he had been moving all day and hadn’t showered yet. He told me that if I showed up at 6:30 he wasn’t going to let me in lol. I haven’t been to his new neighborhood before and got lost, so I didn’t get there till almost 7:00. He kissed me as soon as I walked in, a strong, deep kiss, pressing his lips against mine before gently biting my bottom lip. We break apart and M gives me the tour of this cute little one bedroom, making some sort of cheesy comment along the lines of “this is where the magic happens” as we passed his bedroom. I got to work in the kitchen, making roasted potatoes with onions, olive oil and spices. He was helping me chop, and we couldn’t get enough of brushing up against each other. At one point he walked up behind me and I had to stop chopping because he was planting gentle little kisses from my ear to my collarbone, interspersed with little nibbles. I couldn’t handle the knife and the kisses at the same time. I finally had to push him away because I was getting hangry, so I got the NY strip steaks searing in the cast iron pan, cooked the mushrooms and zucchini and caramelized onions in the steak drippings and served up something delicious as he snuck in subtle caresses of my waist and my ass.

Since he wasn’t fully moved in yet, he didn’t have a kitchen table, so we roughed it sitting on the floor in front of his coffee table, legs touching. Neither of us had eaten that much during the day, so we were starving in more ways than one. We finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen. As he was doing dishes I slipped my hands under his sweater and discovered that he’s just a little bit ticklish. There’s also this spot behind his ear that is so soft under my lips, and elicits a delightful little moan from him.

Once the kitchen was clean, we moved back to the living room, and he excused himself for a minute. I was looking through his collection of games when he came back. He offered to give me the neck massage he had promised me earlier in the week via text, so he sat on the couch and I nestled between his legs to sit on the floor. He starts working into the perpetual knot of stress I carry in my shoulders and neck, using his thumbs along the back of my neck and his fingertips just under my jaw line. He moves up to play with my hair, running his fingers through it, before gathering a handful and using it to move my head to the side so he can kiss my neck. I tell him he can’t leave any visible marks, and then surrender to the sensation of his lips on my neck and collarbone. I twist around to reach his lips, and he pulls me up onto the couch next to him and kisses me. It’s just as good as the last time that he kissed me, and better than I had been building it up in my head to be all week. I had been wet since the moment I had walked in the door, and I wanted nothing more than to have all of him.

I pulled back for a minute and asked him when the last time he had been tested for STDs was. He said it had been about 2 years, and I told him that he needed to go get tested ASAP, and that sex is off the table until test results come back. He looked at me at his sexy hazel eyes and said “absolutely” he then asked me if he needed to be tested for his part, because he really wanted to taste me…

I’ll write the rest of this out later, happy new year ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eib6xw/still_waiting_for_more