A Magnetic Encounter Pt. 02

Chapter 2

Back in the mix of the party, Brooklyn was grateful for the dim lighting, knowing that she had to be flushed from the heat she was still feeling. As she tried to reengage with the party, she felt her phone buzz. A smile broke across her face as she looked at the dim screen showing a text from an unknown number. "I know she's your friend and all, but I'm really trying not to hold it against her that she interrupted what has possibly been the best night of my life in a long time. What are your plans after this?" When she responded with "I am also trying not to hold it against her. And the only thing I'm doing after this is going to bed", he quickly shot back "with me? ????"

They circled each other the rest of the party, clear that both had their mind on that office room but no other opportunities to sneak away came. A look here or a flirty comment whispered in an ear over music when no one was paying attention. The tension built but unfortunately no chance for another escape presented itself.

After a couple hours people were finally starting to trickle out and head their separate ways. Brooklyn walked outside to leave, first making sure her best friend and her fiancé could get out of the driveway. As they backed out, she found him standing on the other side of their car, eyes locked onto her. God! Just his attention turned her on so much! Just knowing he had his attention on her slicked her panties all over again.

As their friends headlights faded, he walked toward her, following her toward her car down the street. After a few steps, they ended up walking side by side, him reaching for her hand. As they got to her car, she turned--once again letting his powerful presence tower over her as her back pressed onto the car. Brooklyn looked up to meet his gaze and couldn't help herself from pulling his face down to meet hers once again. Most of their friends had left and she couldn't handle the idea of not kissing him one more time. He rumbled a small growl into her mouth as he pulled her body into his. That deep, beautiful sound sparked her nipples into tight buds and a new rush of juices leaked down into her panties. She felt his dick stiffen a little against her stomach as she grazed one hand into his hair and the other scratching lightly down his face and neck. The heat inside of her from a few hours ago fully aflame again.

He hesitantly pulled away, breaking their kiss but still keeping her pressed against him. His voice was rough with lust when he spoke. "You know, I wasn't really joking about you coming to bed with me. I just don't want the night to end." When Brooklyn didn't immediately respond, he added "Don't get me wrong, I would love to keep exploring the gorgeous body and see what you look like out of that adorable little outfit. But I genuinely mean you can just come to bed with me. Nothing else. We can talk and cuddle. It's your call." The reason in her mind was drowned out by the pounding of desire pulsing through her. She had never felt attraction like this before and she would kick herself if she didn't follow it through the rest of the night.

Brooklyn waited for him to get his car and pull around in front of her. Her body buzzed with excitement and anticipation as they drove the 10 minutes to his house. She wished so badly they were both in the same car but he lived the opposite direction from her. So instead, she let the excitement build as the vibration from the road stimulated her cunt through her damp panties.

After a grueling 10 minutes wondering how much longer, they pulled into his driveway and Brooklyn threw her car in park and hurried into the garage behind him. As she walked past him into the house, he caught her wrist and pulled her back into him while simultaneously closing the door into the garage behind them. The second the door was shut, he closed the distance between them, pulling her into him with a hot, passionate kiss. No interruptions. No loud music. No hesitations that he was exactly what she wanted. She melted into the kiss and followed his lead.

The second they pulled apart, the awkwardness of being in a stranger's house hit her. Sensing her shift, he asked if she wanted a drink. She gave a shy nod and smiled at the way he read her mind even in the short few hours they had known each other. He led her into the living room to his large cozy couch, kissing the back of her hand before letting go and heading back into the kitchen to fix them both a glass of wine.

When he came back, Brooklyn had centered back and was feeling the fire for him again. Nerves mostly traded in for desire. He sat on the couch next to her and she couldn't control herself anymore. She sat her untouched glass of wine on the coffee table and moved over to straddle his lap, ready to pick up where they left off. She gently grabbed his wine glass and held it to his lips, their eyes locking onto each other as she slowly tipped it to let him drink. Once he had a mouthful, she leaned back to set his glass next to hers allowing him time to swallow and then dove in to seal her lips back to his. He grunted in desire, wrapping his arms around her back and returning her kiss with even more fire than before.

"I never knew someone could turn me on like this. I've been so wet since this morning just from the way you look at me." Brooklyn panted as she reached for the hem of his shirt and pushed it up. He was perfect and not in a chiseled celebrity way. But he had a real body--soft but still strong, covered with dark hair and flecks of tattoos. She couldn't help but to rake her fingers up and down his chest, testing his different buttons along the way. After a short pause, she leaned back into him to reconnect with his mouth. He teased her parted lips with a little flick of his tongue.

At one point, she lightly scraped her fingers up into his hair with one hand and ground down on him hard, feeling every inch of him as he grew under her. The combination of sweet touches and spicy made him wild. His hands moved from respectable places down over here moderate ass and flipped her skirt up and out of the way. On her next grind, he grabbed the seams of her bodysuit and panties and used them as handles to rock her harder onto him.

The sensation of the fabric sliding up between her folds sparked Brooklyn into an even higher lust than before. "I need to touch you." she whispered into his ear before giving him a quick nip and slowly sliding off his lap and into the floor. Ever the gentleman, he pulled a throw pillow off the couch for her to kneel on and then leaned back, watching her with those bright eyes as they turned molten. As she ran her hands up his thighs, he reached to unbuckle his belt, the slow clink of metal sending shivers down her spine. With one flick of his hand, he unbuttoned his jeans, turning over control to Brooklyn.

With her eye on the prize, she tried to take her time to slowly pull his jeans down--with his help. Finally, he was just on his boxer briefs, cock twitching under the fabric like B's open heartbeat. With one last look into his fiery gaze, she slowly slipped the band of his underwear down and released his manhood from its prison. Her nerves kicked back in but there was no stopping now. He was beautiful, watching her as she stared dry-mouthed at his veiny manhood now held upright by her left hand. The tip glistened with pre-cum as Brooklyn swiped the bead and began to rub it down the thick shaft. He wasn't terribly long, but there was more than enough to meet her desires. About 5 inches with slightly more width than average (so she understood) and a perfect pinkish color to contrast his skin. Not to mention the beautiful, proud veins running from the mushroom head down to the base.

She stroked slowly, following one hand with the next, marveling at how silky it felt in her hands while being hard as steel. She used her finger to trace his visible veins up and down the sides. His gorgeous groans of pleasure spurred her on and she began a rhythm while looking up at him for the first time since revealing his perfect cock. The moment she made eye contact, he let out a gutteral moan that made her want to come on the spot. "You feel so good baby. And when you look at me like that, I want to come apart in your hands." he said between gritted teeth, trying to keep his composure.

While she could spend hours touching him like that, she had to taste him. Tentatively, she lowered her head, keeping one hand on the base of his shaft, and licked up the underside of him from her hand to his tip. His cock jumped in her hand and she couldn't help but smile. Shifting from looking at her prize to looking back into his beautiful bright eyes, she lowered her head to slowly suck him into her mouth. After a couple long sucks, she swirled her tongue around and over his head, stroking up from the base as she did so. She ran the flat of her tongue down the silky underside of his cock, making him wriggle and pant. "If you don't want the night you end here, you better stop and come here." he said, pulling Brooklyn off her knees and encouraging her to stand in front of him.

He motioned for her to turn and when she did, he unzipped her skirt and helped her step out of it. Then pulled her back onto him on the couch. He kissed her a few times before dipping his head toward her breasts, pausing to ask perfection before catching one of her nipples through the fabric with his teeth. Brooklyn hissed in air and reached between then to unbutton her body suit in the crotch, grazing his still twitching member as she did it. "I need to feel your lips on my tits. Nothing in the way." she whispered huskily as she pulled the bodysuit clumsily over her head.

As she tossed the garment on the floor, leaving her in nothing but her martini glass patterned panties, he hissed a sharp breath inward as he took in her nearly exposed form. His eyes glazed with desire as he slowly moved his gaze from her chest back up to her melted chocolate eyes. She held his focus for just a moment before leaning back down to kiss him softly. Brooklyn was nothing special to look at, but he made her feel like the most sexy thing in the world.

"Touch me." She begged as she pulled back from their kiss. He wasted no time to slide his hands gently up her side to reverently grasp her smooth, pale globes in each palm. Her nipples puckered, begging for his attention and he bent his head to tease her left nipple and then her right. As her continued to lavish her breasts with soft kisses and licks, she slowly moved her hips and began to grind herself against him, holding his head against her and softly panting as her worked her nipples to a hardness she didn't know was possible.

Brooklyn continued to ride him, the only thing left between them was her fully soaked panties. As her panting shifted into quiet mews of pleasure, she lifted his head and started kissing him again--one hand on his face and the other snaking down to grasp his hot, stiff cock underneath her. She gave him a few long, firm strokes before he pulled away from their kisses and practically picked her up as he stood up off the couch. "Come with me. I'm going to take my time with you. Just tell me if you need me to stop, okay." "Like hell", she thought as he drug her down to hall to his bedroom.

Brooklyn had just started to take in his room when he turned and ordered her on the bed, lust making his voice deliciously husky. She loved the way his deep voice hit something in her core. She followed his directions and crawled onto the cushy bed as he pulled his jeans the rest of the way off. She sat up, leaned against his wall and taking him in, watching as he crawled up the bed toward her. "God you're so sexy" he muttered as he grabbed her hips and quickly pulled her down the bed toward him. His action surprised a giggle out of her and his cock jumped at the sound, oozing another drip of precum out of its reddish head. He pushed her hands above her head and locked his fingers of one hand into hers to pin them in place as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips. Than on her cheek. Then jaw. And worked his way back down toward her chest, slowly planting kisses along the way. He paused for a moment to give both nipples a kiss, grazing his teeth gently across each one before kissing between them. His eyes flicked back up to hers where she watched him with shortened breaths. "May I?" he said as he started to kiss a trail down her belly. Her mind spun with all of the excitement of what was to come and she managed a small nod as he followed his path.

He let go of her hands, grazing one of his hands from her neck painfully slowly down her body. The other toyed with the band of her panties. She shivered as goosebumps appeared where he lightly grazed above her quivering mound. His head dipped down and she felt his hot breath through the wet fabric. A small moan escaped her lips as her desire continued to climb higher. Brooklyn tentatively encouraged him further with a hand through his hair, pulling him into her a little more. He took the hint to keep going, but he kept his pace slow as he teased the inside of one thigh and then the other--leaving slow, soft kisses with small nips mixed between, moving up and across her lips without touching her where she wanted him to most. She could feel her heartbeat in her pussy as he continues to taunt her with his soft lips.

"I need more, baby. Please!" she gasped, starting to break under his relentless teasing. With a cheeky grin, he flicked his eyes up to lock with hers one last time as he slipped his big hands into her waist band and slid her soaked panties over her ass and down her legs, tossing them beside the bed. The minute they left his fingers, he slid his eyes down to her newly exposed core, drinking in her wet folds. "God, you're sexy." he muttered before bending down and darted his tongue out to lick one long line from her hole to her clit. He wrapped his arms under her thighs and pulled her swiftly toward him so he could get a better angle and continued to lap her soaked center.

As he continued exploring her folds, her breathing turned from pants to moans which spurred him on even more. Her excitement sparked his own and he couldn't help but let out a groan against her as he sucked her protruding clit between his lips. The vibration shot her to an even higher peak than she had ever experienced before. While his mouth felt good, she needed more. "I need your fingers inside of me. Make me come apart on your face." He happily obliged, slowly sliding one finger around her drenched, puffy lips before adding a second one and slipping them both up and down each side getting them nice and wet.

After a few seconds of teasing her on the outside, he flattened his wrist and oh so slowly pushed his two fingers into her pussy. She let out a small hiss at the intrusion but locked her eyes on him as he slid his fingers almost all the way out just as slowly as he went in. Repeating the motion, he started to curl his fingers up to the top of her vagina, pushing on her spongy g spot as he slid them back out. After a few slow strokes, he lowered his head and began to kiss and lick at the top part of her lips while still pumping his fingers in and out of her.

As he found a rhythm, she arched her back and let out a long moan. This encouraged him even more and his kisses and licks turning into lightly sucking and flicking his tongue against her nub. "Yes, yes, yea... Don't stop baby. That feels soooooo good." she panted and rocked against him, encouraging him on. Her moans and rocking against his face turned him on too and he began meeting her sounds with his own, growling into her slick folds as she started to hit her summit. His free hand wrapped across her hips to try and hold her against him as her cunt quivered around his fingers and her moans turned into a stream of "yes baby yes baby yes baby" as he made her feel better than she'd ever felt by herself.

One strong suck and a few more pumps of his fingers inside of her and she couldn't hold it anymore. A long wail of pleasure escaped her mouth as she pulsed hard around his fingers, pushing him out with a squelch of wetness. He looked up at B--whose eyes were hooded and unfocused and mouth slightly open as she panted with residual quivers--and smirked, lifting his fingers to his mouth and cleaned her mess off off him. He crawled up toward her, his stiff cock dragging along her side as her leaned over her and pulled her into a long, slow kiss.

"I'm not done with you yet, but will you just hold me for a minute?" Brooklyn asked as she curled into his arms.