The Darkness We Hide

Michelle was so overwhelmed by the pure pleasure she was receiving, she could do nothing but rock in time with the circling of his tongue and strokes of his fingers, riding the waves of pleasure that crashed over her. With a final flick of his ever so talented tongue, he sent her over the edge of ecstasy into an orgasm that caused her back to arch and her hands to claw at the comforter and sheets beneath her. She was left limp, her throat hoarse from screaming.

She lay there, gasping for breath, unable to move or form a coherent thought. She felt his lips as he sucked and licked her swollen folds, drawing out her pleasure to the point of agony. When she was sure she could take no more, he stopped.

Stepping away while Michelle was still riding the waves of ecstasy, Gareth quickly pulled off his own clothes before crawling over her body, kissing his way up her stomach, lingering on her breasts and finally finding her mouth. His lips and tongue, sweet and pungent as he kissed her deeply.

Through their kiss she moaned weakly, “Dear God!”

His lips curled into a smile as he nuzzled into her neck whispering, “We have only just begun.”

She felt him push into her, hard and throbbing, spreading her lower lips wide with his shaft. Slowly he pinioned his hips in and out, each move drawing another moan of pleasure from her lips. Steadily he began increasing the speed and power of his thrusts, each plunge coming with such force her bed scraped across the floor.

Michelle’s cries of pleasure were an echoing staccato to the rhythm Gareth set with his hips, while her nails dug deeply into his back. As she ran her hands over his body, she could feel the texture of his burns which started at his left shoulder and ran down past his buttock.

Tenderly she caressed the skin as Gareth’s own hands and lips roamed her face and breasts, seeming to have a deep need to feel and taste every part of her body.

She lost count of how many times she climaxed that night, but at her last and greatest one, she finally heard his cry of pleasure that would have awakened the dead. They lay in each other’s arms completely exhausted and at peace.

Before that night, Michelle had never known why people made such a big deal out of sex, yes it was fun, yes it felt good, but dear God…. now she understood. Never again would she be satisfied with single orgasm sex, oh no, after tonight it would be impossible to settle for anything less than ‘Mind Blowing’!

Gareth put her first, being gentle until her body was ready, then making sure she not only climaxed, but that she held each climax as long as possible. It wasn’t until the bitter end that he allowed his own release, his nails digging into the flesh of her buttock, teeth digging into the flesh at her shoulder as he groaned in pleasure, finally allowing himself his own climax.

What should have been a painful experience, his teeth digging into her flesh, instead caused Michelle an extra thrill of pleasure, her own orgasm magnifying itself ten fold as she felt his throbbing release.

Exhausted, she dropped off to sleep quickly with Gareth’s arms wrapped around her, her last coherent thought was ‘happy birthday to me…’