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Chapter 15
“Do you have any plans for today?” she asked as they were eating.
“Did you?”
“I should go into town and go to the store. Do you want to come along? ” Orlando smiled at her.
“Like I’m going to let you out of my sight.” Tia smiled back at him.
“You can pick out some things that you might like to eat when you’re here. Besides, I don’t have any soy milk in the house.” He laughed at her words.
“And there is this incredible farmer’s market today.”
“Do they have antiques?” he asked. He smiled at her, knowing her fascination with antiques.
“Yes, there is an antique store.” She cocked her head at him. “I thought you didn’t like antique stores.”
“But you do.”
“And you’re point?”
“Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy love.”
It felt like old times. Almost. But she still had the nagging guilt in the back of her mind. She stood up and carried her dish to the sink. When she turned around, he was right behind her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. She didn’t protest. His lips descended on hers once again.
“We should get going.” She said, pulling reluctantly away.
“Okay.” He said, but pulled her back to him once again. His hand moved to the small of her back. She could feel the heat rising between them once again. She couldn’t concentrate when he did that. Hell, she could hardly concentrate on anything when he was around. She tried to protest, but when she looked into his eyes, she knew better. She reached up with her hands to his face, but he took a hold of them and placed them behind her back. Holding them there with his hands. She was helpless to resist.
His lips descended on hers once again. His tongue stroked hers in slow erotic movements. Tia tried to remove her hands from behind her back. She wanted to run her hands through his hair. But he held them firmly in his own. He licked her lips and moved his lips along her jawline. Nipping at her earlobe once again before moving on further down her neck. He gently took bites on her neck and then kissed where his teeth had been.
Orlando glanced up to see that Tia had her head thrown back and her eyes were closed. He slowly ran his tongue up the side of her neck and back to her ear. He let go of her hands and held her to him. Her hands quickly moved to his hair and she held his head. She could feel the heat of his breath on her skin. She felt a surge of wetness forming between her legs. Her breasts ached for his touch. She could feel the hardness of her nipples pressing through her shirt. Aching to be free of their confines.
“I’ve thought of nothing but making love to all morning.” He rasped in her ear. “Of unbuttoning your nightgown this morning while you slept.” He quickly caught her lips in a passionate kiss once again before moving on to her other ear. “Of taking your breasts in my mouth. Holding them in my hands while kissing them, licking them.”
“Oh God Orli!” Tia cried out as she felt his hands move to cup her breasts in his hands. His thumbs circled her nipples. They seemed to harden even more with his touch. She wanted nothing more than for him to rip off her shirt and for him to ravish her. She felt his hips grind into hers. She could feel the hardness of his raging erection through his jeans.
“Would you let me Tia?” he asked in a raspy voice. He wanted her naked underneath him. Crying out his name. Their lips met yet once again. Kissing as if it would be their last kiss. “I can’t stop touching you Tia. You’re like a drug. One that I can’t get enough of.”
“Please don’t stop Orli. I couldn’t bear it.” She cried out as one of his hands moved down her stomach and stopped at the apex of her thighs. He began to rub her and between the pressure of his hand and the tightness of her shorts, she almost came. “Orli!” she practically screamed his name.
He continued to rub her. She began to move her hips as he did. Tia moved her own hand to the front of his jeans. She gripped his erection in her hand. God she needed him. Needed for him to be inside of her.
“Tia, I want to make love to you and then I want to fuck you!” he said. Tia became even more aroused by his words. She didn’t care about anything at that moment except for Orlando. She wanted him so much that it hurt.
“Tell me Tia. What do you want me to do?” She thought for less than a second.
“I want you to fuck me and then make love to me.” Orlando picked her up in his arms and laid her on the giant kitchen table. He climbed on top of her and rubbed his hips on hers. Tia reached up and undid the zipper of his jeans. She slipped her hand inside and wrapped her hand around him. She could feel the wetness on the tip of his penis. He groaned as she touched him. She couldn’t wait any longer. She began to push his jeans down.
Ring ring.
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