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Remember Part 6 Thankfully, he was staying in the House of Blues hotel, adjacent to the theater. Any farther would have given me a chance to think, and I may have changed my mind about following him. He led me by the hand into his room, pulling me to him quickly once the door was locked behind us. Our lips never parted as he stepped backwards, leading me to the bed, until he sat down and gazed longingly up at me. I knelt on the bed with my legs on either side of his hips. I lifted my shirt off over my head and he followed suit, watching intently as I unclasped my bra and slid it slowly down my arms and off. He pressed his lips against one nipple, sucking it into his warm mouth. I gently traced my nails over his shoulders and back, reveling at his touch, and feeling his growing need pressing against me below. I reached a hand down and caressed him through his pants, and felt his teeth graze me. "Mmmm...I love how your mouth feels on me, David." He pulled away from my breast, but continued running his hands up and down my back. I looked down into his dark eyes and traced the curve of his lips with my finger as he spoke. "I want to feel your mouth on me...please." I licked my lips slowly and felt him shiver. Standing up, I helped free him of pants--a task a little more daunting since they were leather--until I was kneeling before his nude form. Situated between his legs, I trailed my tongue along the inside of one thigh, then the other. His breathing already began to quicken in anticipation. I took his balls into my mouth, one at a time, circling my tongue around them and closed my hand around his shaft. He tangled his fingers in my hair and murmured incoherently. He fell back on the bed as I switched my hand and mouth. Now gently caressing his balls in my palm, I ran my tongue around the head of his cock, then slowly took it into my mouth. He lifted his hips, sliding all the way to the back of my throat. I withdrew, then sank down again, sucking with my mouth and swirling my tongue, urged on by his groans. "Yes...that's it, baby...suck me harder..." I did, and heard him moan the word "perfect" as his grip on my hair tightened. I could feel myself getting wetter as I pumped his cock in and out of my mouth and reached down into my shorts to touch myself. I pressed my nails slightly into his sac and felt him jump, almost gagging me in the process. I pulled my lips back to the head, tonguing the slit until I could feel him tugging me away. "That feels too good to stop, babe, but I want to be inside you even more." I stood and shimmied out of my shorts and thong, kicking off my sandals. Crawling over him, I trailed my tongue from his navel to his lips, passing it between the piercings in his chin. I sat down on him slowly, savoring every inch of him as he filled me. He held my hips as I rocked on top of him and I grazed my nails over his chest and stomach, watching him through half-closed eyes. He kept his eyes open, mesmerizing me with the depths of passion I could see. I moaned his name as I felt his hands slide up to encircle my breasts and I placed my hands over his. His thumbs teased my nipples, as I rocked on him faster until he released my breasts to hold my waist and guide me into his rhythm. He groaned my name as he lifted his hips to press deeper into me, impaling me harder and harder until I felt his body tense as he released into me. His orgasm triggered mine and I cried out as I slammed myself onto him once more and my whole body shuddered in a wave of pleasure. I collapsed on top of him, my cheek pressed against his shoulder. I felt him stroking my hair, but couldn't comprehend his whispers as my mind finally succumbed to the alcohol. The night ended with me still pressed against him, wrapped in his arms. Disturbed Fanfic Page Copyright TMS2004 Remember - Part 7   page created with Webpage Designer (NS)