Part Eight

His hands gently caressed her skin while he continued kissing her. Even though his touch stayed soft and light as a feather, she had the feeling he had set her whole body on fire. She moaned into his mouth when his clever fingers circled one of her rapidly hardening nipples. She arched her back into his touch and wished he would stop teasing her.

“Richie…” she hissed when he started to torture her by placing soft lingering kisses on her throat, down her neck and on her breasts.

“Shhh, we have time, babe.” He said in a low voice and slowly worked his way up her legs.

“Sweet mother of god…” she muttered under her breath. Her legs were falling open out of their own account. She raised her hips and prayed he would finally touch her where she needed him the most, but she only felt his wicked grin on the soft skin of her thigh. He was literally avoiding her heat wetness and made sure the black material of her dress modestly covered it.

“Richie…please…” she was close to begging him.

He raised his head and looked at her with played innocence. She groaned and bit her bottom lip. The look on his face was nearly too much for her.

“I need you…please.”

“But I’m not done yet.” He said pouting lightly.

“RICHIE!”

“Shhh, you don’t want the driver to hear us, right?” he smirked evilly at her. She groaned frustrated and pressed her head back against the leather seat. Rich chuckled and turned his attention back to her thigh.

She inhaled sharply when he sucked on the soft skin and she was sure he left a mark, but before worrying about it too much, she could feel his hot breath on her drenched lips.

“Hmmmmm….” He moaned and swirled his tongue across her pussy.

“OH GOD…” her body tensed up and her hands tried to desperately grab a hold of something. She was close, so close.

Rich’s hands grabbed a hold of her thighs and held her in place while he let his tongue dance over her most intimate flesh. Her hips pressed forward and urged him to give her more. The soft moans that left her mouth were music to his ears.

He could feel she was close and changed his tactic. Without any warning, his tongue slipped into her and swirled around. Her moans turned into delighted whisper.

“Yes…Yes…Yes…oh, please….yes…” the words had barely left her lips when her whole body tensed up and Rich pinned her hips down while the orgasm was washing through her.

He pulled back and stopped his motion. While she was slowly returning from her ride, he positioned himself on top of her and waited. When her eyes were focusing again he kissed her sweetly and entered her in one long slow push.

“Oh, Richie…” her hands moved to his shoulders and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He smiled at her and set a steady speed. He was in no hurry and simply wanted to enjoy her as long as possible.

Their eyes locked while they moved gently. You could only hear their labored breathing and light moans in between their passionate kissing. They’d complete forgot where they were. And they didn’t realize that the limousine wasn’t moving anymore and the engine was dead when they both found their sweet emotional release.