Where Are My Keys?
"Where are my keys?" Sarah asked Tom as she fumbled through her house searching for her car keys.
"Did you leave them in your purse?"
"No, I've already checked there."
"You need a key ring holder or something."
Sarah flopped down on her sofa and sighed. "I swear, I lose everything. I'd lose my head if it weren't attached to my shoulders."
"Aw, I'm sorry." Tom apologized as he sat next to her.
She touched his cheek. "No need for you to apologize. It's not your fault, it's mine."
"Well, what do we do now?"
"I don't know." She said as she shrugged. "Wanna watch TV?"
"Not really."
"Okay, um- I don't know."
Tom pushed the coffee table away from the sofa and patted the floor in between his legs. "Sit here and I'll give you a massage."
"I like the sound of that!" She smiled then sat on the floor between Tom's legs. He rubbed his hands together to create a little friction and began to gently squeeze Sarah's tense shoulders and muscles.
She groaned. "That feels so good."
He smiled and began to talk to her softly. "You're so tense. You need to stop getting so stressed over things."
"Mmmm... I know."
He bent lower to catch the scent of lilacs in her hair and closed his eyes. "You smell really good."
"Thanks. So do you."
He continued to work his magic on her shoulders. He'd kneaded his fingers softly and moved down the middle of her spine. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "This would be a lot easier if you could take off your shirt and bra."
She smiled and removed her shirt slowly. Tom smiled as he eased his way over to her slowly and kissed her lips softly. He reached around her, unhooked her bra and removed it slowly. He brushed the sides of her breasts with the backs of his hands.
She sighed as he took her mouth and caressed her breasts softly. His tongue moved into her mouth and darted in and out in slow gentle movements. She reached down and pulled his T-shirt over his head and he hugged her tightly, feeling her bare chest against his own.
She sighed. "Tom?"
"Hmmmm?" He groaned as he kissed her neck softly brushing his bottom lip across it.
"I want you."
She caressed his hip bones and up his sides. She brushed across his nipples with her tongue which made him groan. He pulled her face back up and kissed her again as he lay her on the floor slowly.
He pulled off her jeans then her panties and tossed them to the side. He examined her body carefully. Tom could feel himself grow to full erection. He wanted to take her now, but he wanted to taste her first.
He knelt down and spread her legs apart. He made a gesture with his tongue before going down on her and hungrily devouring her clit. Sarah grabbed onto the carpet underneath her. Her legs quivered next to his ears. He smiled and sucked at her clit which really made her squirm.
She could feel heat pulsate through her body as she reached her point of orgasm. Tom pulled back as her body trembled beneath him. He quickly unfastened his jeans and yanked them down just enough to expose his throbbing penis. He plunged into her with a loud grunt. Her back arched beneath her and she clawed at Tom's back as he began to thrust harshly into her. He smiled down at her and began a steady rhythm.
He let out a load moan. "Oh God, Sarah. Mmm."
She moaned and studied his face. She watched as his eyes closed in pleasure and reopened when he hit a spot he enjoyed. His mouth hung slightly opened and his breath quickened. He quickly swallowed and leaned down to kiss her neck. She caressed his back and rocked her hips to keep up with his thrusts.
He groaned as his thrusts came quicker and harder. "Yeah, that's it."
"You like that?"
"Yeah. Just like that."
She thrust her hips forward and Tom couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her hips and groaned. Sarah moaned and whined as he captured her lips again. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and swirled it around. He tossed his head back suddenly and she felt his thighs tense up.
His moans grew louder and he finally tensed as his orgasm hit with one final loud grunt. He collapsed on top of her and she played with his braids as their breathing returned to normal.
He stroked her hair and sighed. "We need to do that more often."
"Definitely."
His penis slid out of her, limp and satisfied. He stood up and pulled his jeans up again. She fumbled to put her clothes back on. She pulled her shirt over her head and looked over at Tom who held her car keys in his hand. "Shall we leave now?"
