(My Pov)
The concert went superb. I was at awe at how Krystal held her audience captivated. I could see all the fans totally engrossed in her songs, her presence. She sung like a pro, guiding the audience methodically through each song, commanding them to love her. She didn't need to persuade me. I was in love with her. I don't know when I fell in love with her. I cannot tell the time nor the date. All I knew is she held my heart in her hands and it was there to stay. Each time she would walk past me, I saw her smiling down, acknowledging me. It gave me goose bumps to know that somehow, I was on her mind through all of the screaming and the yelling. I felt blessed. Literally blessed to be with her.
Her voice sparked another feeling too. A carnal feeling of possessiveness. I was entranced with her. The way she walked across the stage made me extremely horny with wantonness. I had an appetite for her and I hoped one day it would be fulfilled by her. She had a sensual air about her. Maybe she was doing it on purpose. I don't really know, but through her set, I envisioned myself between her thighs, smelling her, tasting her. I have always had a healthy libido but she was positively making me go out of mind. I wanted her, plain and simple. I wanted to make her mine, body and soul.
Soon her set was over and the Boys took center stage. I really didn't care to watch them. I wanted to go backstage and see Krystal and tell her what an awesome job she did but I stayed there. I didn't want to come to her with these wicked thoughts in my head. It was too soon. I didn't want to scare her off. I wanted to take it slow. No matter how bad I wanted her, my respect for her was far greater. The Boys were great but something wasn't right. AJ somehow spotted me and was doing things that made me uncomfortable. Maybe it was my imagination but he seemed to want to torment me in some way. He would thrust in front of me and make obscene gestures. I was sure the audience caught on to them but I guess they thought it was part of the act. He was my favorite but he was pissing me off. Maybe I was reading into things.
Soon the show was over and I rushed backstage to find Krystal. Mook saw me and showed me to her dressing room. She was listening to some music on a pair of headphones and didn't hear me come in. I tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey," she said. "You like the show tonight?"
"Wonderful. You really have a stage presence you know."
"Thanks." She was blushing again. God how I love to see her blush. it was so cute. "Let me collect my things and we can head out. We usually wait until the arena is basically cleared so we can have a better chance of not getting mobbed."
"OK." I waited as she packed her things in a small black duffel bag. When she was through, she sat down.
"I'm so tired. Sometimes the tour can get a bit hectic."
"I bet it can but you seem to handle it with ease."
"I try my best to. My parents were in the biz so I'm used to the hustle and bustle. It still gets overwhelming, though." She ran her fingers through her short hair and I tried my best not to jump up and do it for her. I guess she saw me look away because the next thing I knew she was right in front of me.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I said trying to hide the sudden huskiness in my voice. She must have sensed that too because her lips were on mine, kissing me softly.
"You have no idea how much I have been wanting to kiss you since this afternoon," she whispered against my lips. They were so close I had to taste them again. I nipped at them gently which cause her to moan. I took this as a sign to continue and traced her lips with my tongue. She parted them slowly and sucked my tongue into her mouth. It was my turn to moan and soon we were kissing deeply but slowly, savoring the others taste, learning what made the other feel good.
"Ummm. Could you guys please get a room," said a voice at the door. It was Mook.
"Don't you know how to knock," asked Krystal.
"No I don't. It's time to go, love birds. So pack it up." He left the room and we both giggled at his serious tone.
"I guess it's time to go, huh," I asked.
"Yeah. Come on." She grabbed me by the hand and we left the arena in a rush.
* * *
We rode to the hotel in silence. I guess neither one of us knew what to say. There was sexual energy in the air but I wasn't about to ruin unless she made the first move. Tonight I was content on just being with her and talking with her. We got to the hotel and went to our suite. I went to my room and she went to hers. I wanted to take a shower. I needed one. After the concert, I was all sweaty and sticky. I was sure she felt the same way but she called my name.
"Hill, can you come here for a moment."
"Yeah. Hold on." I got out of my bed and went into her room.
"What's up?"
"Nothing. You went to your room and I just wanted to know if you were ok." She said it so shyly. I didn't know what to say.
"Well I figured you needed to rest and stuff."
"Yeah I do but you don't have to go to your room. You can stay in here."
My heart nearly skipped a couple of beats. Was she asking me to sleep with her? I didn't want to get my hopes up.
"I'm really tired. Need to take a bath," she said.
"I can run your bath water if you want me too," I said.
"Oh? OK. Thanks. I'll be in there in a minute."
I left her and went to the bathroom and started the faucet. I ran the water medium hot so it could soothe her muscles and I found some scented bath oils to put in it. By the time the bath was half full, she had walked in, only covered in a terry cloth robe. My heart jumped into my throat at the sight.
"I think I better leave now so you can have some private time," I said trying to cover up my nervousness.
"No stay. I need you to wash my back." She slipped off her robe before I could make a hasty retreat and slipped into the bath tub. I had to stifle a moan as I saw her naked for the first time. I think perfection is the word I want to use when I describe her body. She was curvy but not very. Her breasts were about as big as small oranges and her stomach was smooth. She had a small curve to her belly that led to a downy fur that covered her sex. Her buttocks were just as smooth and her legs were unimaginably sexy. I gulped as I felt myself warm at the sight of her.
"Wash your back? Are you sure you can't so it yourself," I asked trying to find a way out of this predicament.
"No. Please. Why don't you just come in and take a bath with me. We both could use a soak and I think this tub is big enough for both of us," she said. I looked at her. I just couldn't tear my eyes away. Was she serious? Did she know what she was doing to me?
"I don't know Krys. Maybe we shouldn't. I don't think there is enough room."
"Please, Hill," she begged. Her mouth went into a pout and it was all I could do not to jump in there and take her.
"Ummm. Ok.. Let me get undressed. I'll be right back." I left her in the tub. I needed some air to breath really quick. I could have sworn there was no air left in the bathroom.. I went to my room and got undressed and walked back. I'm a bit shy about my body seeing how I'm a lot of thickness so I put on a robe as I made my way back into the bathroom.
"Come on in Hill. The water feels so warm and soothing."
I slipped off the robe, not meeting her gaze and slid in the tub behind her. She was sitting in front of me her back pressed against my chest. I took the soap and the sponge and leaned her over just a tad so I could wash her back. God it was so smooth. Her skin felt like the finest silk. I washed her slowly making sure her back was entirely washed. I rinsed it off and then handed her the sponge.
"That felt so good. Can you just wash the rest of me? You have such a gentle touch," she said softly. She leaned back against me and passed me the sponge and soap again.
I was speechless. Was she trying to seduce me? It seemed so innocent what she was asking but my body was responding. I didn't know if I had it in me to continue without doing something wrong. I soaped up the sponge and began washing her right arm, extending it up to thoroughly cleanse it. I washed all the way up to the tips of her hand and back underneath them to her armpit. I did the same with her left arm.
"Don't use the sponge, it's a bit rough. Just use your hands," she instructed.
My hands?! She wanted me to wash her with my bare hands. I didn't want to. I really didn't but somehow, I was hypnotized by her voice. I took the bar in my hands and sudded them up nicely and began to wash her shoulder blades. I worked my hands down avoiding her breasts and washed her abs and tummy. I moved them back up and began to wash her breasts. They fit so perfectly in my hands and before I knew it I was massage the tips of them, nurturing the tiny buds to come out of hiding.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned.
I continued to stroke her nipples, making them hard and swollen. Her head tilted back on my shoulder. Her neck was fully exposed and I took this opportunity to suck on the tender flesh between her neck and shoulder blade. She let a another moan as I kissed her neck and play with her breasts tenderly. She moved her head somewhat to the side and kissed me on my check. It was a simple movement but made me weak. I nipped at her shoulders then and slowly began to increase the stimulation of her rosy buds. She moaned louder this time, her mouth agape, her tongue flicking out to moisten her lips.
"Kiss me," she whispered hoarsely. I was happy to oblige and took her lips in a deep kiss. I plunged my tongue into her hot mouth playing and dueling with hers. It was such an incredible feeling having her in my arms, feeling her respond. I was now tweaking her nipples, pulling at them until they were red. I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. They had darkened into dark royal pools.
"Touch me, please," she said.
"I am, cherie."
"No. Please touch me. I need it," she begged.
I let one hand travel down her abdomen and over the curve of her belly. I felt the soft curls of her sex and slowly let my finger delve into it's silky folds. She was so wet. Not from the water. It was a slick wetness. I let my finger linger a while just barely touching the part where I knew she needed me most.
"Please, baby. Touch me. I can't take it."
I found her sweet pearl and gingerly began to rub it. My fingers made light circles around and around it causing her to arch up towards my hand. My other hand was still at her breast, teasing her nipples over and over again. My mouth was at her neck, trying to elicit soft moans from her. She began to rotate her hips in time with my caresses and soon was moaning loudly. I knew she was close but I wanted to make it last. I stopped immediately. She nearly cried out in sheer agony.
"Please don't stop. It was feeling so good. Why did you stop?"
I just looked into her eyes. I gently pushed her forward and stepped out of the tub. I placed my hand in front of her and helped her out. I took a towel from the rack and dried her off, slowly admiring every angle of her. She was so damn beautiful. Her lips swollen from my kisses, her breasts were like round perfect molds.
"Come with me, cherie," I said in her ear.
She nodded her head and I led her into the bed room. I made her sit on the bed as I went around the room, lighting candles that was strategically set up. I had wondered what they were there for, but now I knew. She followed my every step, turning her body to get a better glimpse. I walked back over to her and pulled her up from the bed.
"Lay down on your stomach, now," I commanded gently. She did as she was told. I went to my room and got some lotion that I bought for this occasion. I returned to her and turned off all the artificial light leaving the candles burning causing her body to have a golden glow. I climb on the bed and straddled her butt.
"Don't say a word, just feel," I told her.
She nodded her head and sighed as I took the lotion between my hands and began to massage her neck tenderly, lethargically. She made a slight moan as I worked her neck, getting all the tension kinks out. I moved ever so slowly down her back, making sure not to miss a spot. When I reached her ass, I slid off of it and massaged her round cheeks. Her hips arched up involuntarily as I rubbed her. I gave a little chuckle at her body's response. I rubbed her down to her feet and slowly began to move back up until I reached the cleft of her cheeks. I replaced my hands with my lips, nibbling her soft flesh, licking in between the crevice. My tongue moved up her spine until finally I reached her neck and located her most sensitive spot. She moaned again, louder. It was an urgent moan but I was in no rush.
"Turn over, cherie," I told her.
She did what she was told and I was soon rewarded with a frontal view of her heavenly body. My sex was dripping at this point and I didn't know if I would be able to last but I had to try and make this special. I looked at her face, her eyes searing into mine with such lust I nearly passed out. I felt a spasm quickly pass through me and I could stifle a moan.
"Close your eyes," I said.
She closed them and I took more lotion between my hands and rubbed her body down. Her breasts were so warm and I could literally feel them swell in my hands. The little nubs came forth and I twisted them slightly between my thumb and forefinger. She sighed softly as I continued to pleasure them. But I had to go further. My hands went down to her belly and I made sure to pay special attention to the sensitive part over her underbelly before going to one of her thighs and leg. I massaged the right one then the left and moved further down to her feet. I took her left foot in my hand and found her pressure points, rubbing them gently causing mewling sounds to come forth from her. I looked up at her face, contorted in pleasure, her eyes watching me.
"Close them, cherie. Just feel me."
I saw her eye lids flutter shut and I took her big toe into my mouth and sucked it, let my tongue rake over it gently. She gasped at the sensation and then moaned as I moved from toe to toe, bathing them with my mouth. I moved up her left leg nibbling every part of her. I nipped at the inner part of her knee and she giggled. I smile against her skin. She was so beautiful. I nipped all the way to the junction in between her thighs but skipped over it and moved down to her right feet mimicking what I did to the left until she was moaning my name over and over. I moved up again and moved between her legs. Her flowery womanhood was glistening and the smell was heavenly. I parted her petals and stared in wonder of the pink flesh before me. Her lips were drenched with her nectar and her pearl was extended so far out that I thought it was going to burst. My tongue flicked out lightly to caress it and Krys arched up towards my mouth silently begging me to stop my torture. I was not ready to give up so easily. I flicked her bud again and again, relishing in her squirming to get closer to my mouth.
"Hill, please.. Make love to me," she said.. Her voice was strained with passion. She opened her eyes and I could see the intensity in them.
I bent my head and began to slowly lick her from her rosy anus to her clit. I did even strokes, teasing her, making her cry out. I kept at that pace all the while listening to her scream my name as she reached closer and closer to release. I didn't let up. I was not going top rush her. My tongue loved her taste and I was not eager to finish. The strokes I took got longer and longer until it dipped into her, feeling her walls suddenly grasp it with a strength I never know she would posses. It was locked inside her, licking deeply into her core as I moved my hand over her clit and began to run circles around it again, with great laziness.
At this point she was crying out loudly. So loud in fact I thought she would wake the neighbors but I didn't care. Her hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles white. Her pelvis was thrusting up meeting my tongue thrust for thrust. Her breathing was erratic and her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. This is what did it for me. I couldn't hold anything back and went for gusto and began to stimulate her clit faster. My tongue began to dart in and out of her and my other hand began to twist her nipples harder.
"Oh God! Yes! Hills! Yes," she cried out as her orgasm took hold of her body. Her hips bucked wildly and I held on for dear life as she rode out her orgasm only to explode into another one and then another one. By the time she was through, my face was covered in her sweet juices and there were holes in the sheets from her fingers.
I slowly removed my hand and tongue from her and laid down beside her heaving body. She turned her back towards me and spooned against my body, too tired to say a word. I didn't need her to say anything. The love making said it all. We feel asleep in each others arms a smile gracing my face at the joy I had found.
