Voyeur - COMPLETE!! | By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Robbie Williams Views: 1826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When we left the theatre, we were silent. I guess he wasn't sure how I would react and I wasn't sure what to say to him. I was beginning to suspect that there was more to him then I previously had thought. In the car he turned on some music and we drove quietly back home.
"Want to come in? We can make something to eat." He asked me.
"Okay." I said, I wasn't ready to end our day.
When we got into his kitchen he turned to me and said.
"I just want to tell you, I didn't tell you a lot about my career because I liked it that you were into me for...well I guess my body at first, but you do seem to like me. I can go to any club in L.A. and name drop and get some girl to fuck but I am sick of doing that. And I think that even though you were raised here, you aren't impressed by all that celebrity stuff anyway. I hope seeing me in that movie isn't going to change things for us." I wasn't sure what he meant by us. That word had the most effect on me. It made my heart pound and I felt my stomach do a little dance.
"I don't care about fame, it's fleeting. As for money, I have my own, well, I have my family's. So you know a lot of famous people. So do I, Cher is my God Mother. I am more concerned about where you think this "us" thing is." I said slowly.
"Cher is your God Mother? Wow." He said with genuine surprise.
"My dad made her the woman she is today." I joked. He came towards me and kissed me softly.
"And as for us. I think it's time." He said pulling away from my mouth.
"Time?" I whispered, feeling a bit dizzy from his kiss.
"For me to see what you taste like."
"Oh." Was all I could say. I felt hot moisture between my legs at his words and my nipples hardened in anticipation of his touch. He took my hand and led me to his room.
We didn't rush, there was no sense of urgency, which I found strange considering how often I had wanted to just tear his clothes off. He stared at me for a long time, I watched his eyes travelling from mine down to my lips and back to my eyes, and I licked my lips, getting them ready for him. But he didn't kiss me, instead he trailed his fingers along my face, touching my cheek bones, grazing across my eyelids, brushing my lips, then finally lowering his head to kiss me. I reached my hands up to put around his neck but he caught them and held them in his own, trapped at the sides of our bodies. While we kissed, he made sure our bodies didn’t touch, just our lips. He explored my mouth with his tongue, inhaling my breath. I had never felt so horny from a kiss and I knew the good stuff hadn't even started yet. What would it be like when he began to kiss other parts of my body? I remember the way his fingers had worked like magic in his car the night before and I moaned and the ache in my pussy intensified. He let go of my hands and put one arm around my waist, pulling me tightly against his body. The hard wall of his chest pressing into my womanly softness. His other hand travelled over my shoulder and arm before it slid down to cup my breast, teasing my nipple through my shirt. It actually hurt from being so hard but when he touched it and pinched it felt better. I put one of my hands on his waist and the other low on his back, I slid them under his shirt and began to touch his bare skin. Tickling the soft hair at his navel, feeling the hard muscles underneath. I broke my mouth from his and dropped wet kisses on his neck, following his collarbone. I wanted to feel his naked skin next to mine and I decided it was time we took some of our clothes off. I stepped back and pulled my shirt off over my head. He took his off too. It was the first time I was seeing some of his tattoos up close. I traced my fingers along them, following the pattern of the black one on his left shoulder, kissing the lion with the prayer to Elvis, brushing my lips against one in French on his chest and rubbing the birds on his stomach. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen and I was so excited to be touching him. He turned me around so my back was pressed up against this front and he took the opportunity to kiss my shoulders and back, occasionally biting them, while he teased my breasts. I could feel his hard dick pressing into my bottom and I wiggled my ass against it, causing him to grind up against me in return. I placed my hand on his and moved them downward, urging him to touch me lower. He took my hint and started undoing my pants, leaving them gaping open and putting his hand inside of them. He rubbed my clit, for a brief moment, just to tease me and then slid two fingers inside of me and began to fuck me with them. I leaned my head back and rested against him, riding his hand, moaning softly. Just as I was about to cum he stopped and pulled his fingers out.
"Why did you stop?" I asked a little bit desperately. He just softly chuckled and led me to the bed, he knelt down in front of me and took my shoes off and then pulled my pants and underwear off. He stayed on his knees but urged me to sit on the bed, with my legs open, feet resting on the floor. He stared for a long time at me, I could feel his breath, blowing against my inner thighs. I was so horny I was dying for him to touch me, lick me or fuck me. And I said this to him.
"Patience Darlin'" He said placing a kiss on my inner thigh. I opened my legs wider, inviting him in. When he placed another kiss on my thigh, I couldn't take it anymore and I grabbed his head and pushed it towards my pussy. He did not disappoint me. His tongue flicked over my clit, making me cry out and wriggle my hips in time with his mouth. He started fucking me with his fingers while he sucked on my clit. That was enough to drive me over the edge and I started to spasm and tried to shut my legs, the feeling was becoming too intense. He held them open for a few more minutes until I was nearly pushing him off of me. I fell backward onto the bed and tried to catch my breath and watched him pull off his pants and free his cock. He stroked it a couple of times and smiled at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a teasing voice.
"I will be when you get over here and fuck me." I answered him. He grinned and crawled on top of me and positioned his dick at my entrance, rubbing the head against me, teasing me. He finally started to slide it in, inch by agonizing inch. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him in the rest of the way. Sighing with relief as he filled me up. Easing some of the ache I had suffered since seeing him for the first time. He set a slow rhythm, distracting me with kisses to my lips and breasts when I tried to hurry him up. He reached down and began to rub my clit as he picked up the pace and my cries got louder. I dug my nails into his back, holding him close to me and urged him on.
"Harder." I gasped. He went harder and faster, grabbing my legs and spreading wider. I was nearly screaming now, and his breath was fast and irregular and he groaned loudly, pumped a few more times and laid down, on top of me.
A few minutes later he reached over and handed me a few tissues from a box he had beside the bed. I cleaned myself up as best I could and got out of the bed and reached for my clothes.
"What are you doing?" He asked with a confused look.
"Getting dressed and going home." I answered.
"Stay here with me." He said patting the bed beside him. "Please." I climbed back into the bed and snuggled in beside him, hearing his breathing get slower as he started to drift off to sleep.
"Rob?"
"Hmmm."
"You never let the other girls stay." I whispered.
"I didn't like them." He said against my shoulder just before he started to snore.
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