Something rose in me, telling me that it wasn't right to kiss another man just because of what Steve did. But another thing pulsed in me, and I felt the space between my thighs clench and feel moist against my panties.
I returned the kiss, allowing me tongue to taste and savour every bit of Brandon. Damn! I hadn't had a good kiss in a long while.
I withdrew for a moment to catch by breath. His hot breath washed over my face. "You're too sweet," he said in a raspy voice.
He drew me closer into his arms and ran one hand along my back and waist. "I'm looking for the zipper," He whispered into my ears.
I guided his hand towards my boobs. He pinched then gently from underneath the fabric of my dress. I let out a soft moan as he caressed my exposed cleavage. There was already a downpour between my legs.
"Brandon," I whispered and leaned into his mouth for another kiss.
This one was more intense than the first. His hand was everywhere, caressing my waist. His lips were still connected with mine when he slipped one hand underneath my dress. I could feel his fingers tugging at me panties. He shifted it to the side and rubbed that loose piece of flesh.
That action sent electric sensations down my spine. I wrapped my hand around his neck, tightly while whispering sweet nothings into his ears. "Yes Brandon, that's right."
He smiled and kissed my exposed neck, and continued to trail kisses down to my cleavage.
His fingers continued to massage the center of my thighs. Oh my! This was nothing like I had felt before.
He adjusted the panties back in place, leaving me hanging when I needed it the most. He raised his hand to reveal his fingers which were coated in my juices.
"You're so wet," He muttered into my ears.
"I'm all yours."
He lifted me to sit on his thighs, then ran his hand along the dress, lifting it from my butt to reveal my red panties.
I undid the straps of the gown and in a few seconds, the fabric was peeled off my skin, leaving me bare in my underwear.
He cupped my boobs in the bra and gave them a hard squeeze. I didn't wait for him to tell me before taking off the bra.
My boobs spilled out, my nipples were taut and aching for his touch. He cupped the soft molds on my chest into his palm and squeezed them gently. I yelped in pure euphoria and dug my fingers into his hair, urging him to continue.
"So damn big!" He muttered as he kneaded my breasts. He put his hands around my waist and lifted me to the bed. He peeled my panties off my waist and they fell to the floor.
I was now stark naked in front of him. He held my hand and looked at me with those seductive eyes. "You're extremely gorgeous."
I blushed in response. He then cupped one of my boobs and circled his tongue around the areola of the second one. I rubbed his head as he leaned his mouth into me.
This was too good. I couldn't contain the moans that escaped my lips. He switched positions and placed his tongue on the second one. He trailed his teeth around my nipple, careful not to bite it. I pressed his head further into me.
Then, he lifted his mouth and placed another satisfying kiss on my lips. I tasted the wine that lingered in his mouth and that minty fresh breath that kept gushing over my face. By the time we disentangled from the kiss, I was already panting to catch my breath.
He pushed me upwards, towards the head of the bed and placed a pillow underneath my waist and butt so that I was half-lying on the bed.
"I want to taste your honeypot." He spread my legs and I stretched them even wider. He rubbed that space between my legs and flicked my clit gently.
"Awww. Fuck me Brandon." I exclaimed as I couldn't hold it anymore.
"Not yet," he whispered.
He took one finger and put it into my crevice. I curled me toes and chills ran down my body. He began moving the finger rhythmically and slowly at first.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I was already squirming from under his touch. His finger thrusts got harder and faster. He was fingerfucking the senses out of me.
Then, he lowered his head and I felt something wet on my clit. His tongue was licking every part of that sensitive bud while his finger kept thrusting into me at increased acceleration. He added a second finger, stretching me out a bit.
My moans filled the room like a symphony. My hand was on his head, rubbing it and pressing him further into my thighs.
He raised his head and proceeded to take off his shirt and pants, leaving him only in his boxers. He motioned to me to take off the underwear by myself.
I moved closer, half kneeling on the bed as I eyed his shaft which was already bulging through the fabric.
I undressed him and it sprung erect towards me, inviting me over. I hadn't tasted a good dick in years, and without him even telling me what to do, I put it into my mouth and began sucking it till it got even harder.
Hearing his muffled groans made me go even deeper into my throat. I rubbed it with my hand once I was done.
"Do you smell that?" He said to me as he sniffed the air around the room.
"Smell what?"
"It smells like a burnt wire or something like that."
We didn't ponder on it and I lay on the bed, spreading my thighs wide to give him entry. He fondled my clit once more, before finally slipping his cock into me.
I gasped and gripped the sheets tightly. He drilled my wet hole, pumping into my slowly at first, before increasing the tempo.
The sound of our bodies slamming against each other was mixed with the loud moans which escaped my lips.
Before we knew it, a heavy sound of something exploding jolted us out of ecstasy. It was already to late as a fire spread out from where we couldn't name, and enveloped the entire room.