Chapter 51

Dinner was almost as much fun as cooking it had been. Hana told me about some of her calls and we laughed at some of the more awkward questions she had got. I told her about some of the office gossip I had got from Jason. We ended up back at the couch that looked buried under an explosion of blankets. Hana went through them all and folded the ones that should be moved. I took a batch into my office and placed them so she could easily reach them when she was working. Hana took the rest to her room and we met back at the couch that now only had four blankets. We snuggled up to each other and put on a movie. Hana reached for a big, fluffy, lilac, blanket and offered me to join her under it. There was no way I would turn her down. Ten minutes later and I realised I was not a blanket person. It was like a furnace underneath that thing and I wondered if it had a heating pad inside it. But I would give up snuggling with Hana if I escaped it. So I stayed and tried to think cooling thoughts. With my arm around Hana and her body pressed up against mine, that was hard to do. My focus on the movie was weak at best. It only took us ten minutes before we kissed. After that, we both concentrated on each other. I felt like a horny teenager making out with my girlfriend on the couch. Hana had put her arms around me and was playing with my hair. I had an arm around her, keeping her close to me, and my hand was stroking and squeezing her thigh.

“Do you need me to stop, sweetness?” I asked as I kissed her neck.

“No, please don’t,” she told me. I couldn’t help the grin that showed on my face as I continued to pepper her neck with kisses. My hands found their way under her sweater and caressed the soft curves of her belly to find their way higher up. Hana pulled my mouth to hers as my hands covered her breasts, still covered in her bra. I loved the way she took charge when she needed my attention. She let go of my neck and twisted her hands behind her and released her bra. In a move that always looked like magic and that every woman seemed to know, she shuffled around and then pulled out her bra from beneath her sweater. My hands now covered naked flesh and I could feel her nipples pebble under my touch. Hana moaned and I felt like my cock was about to rip through my dress pants.

“I fantasised about you, about feeling your skin against mine,” I told her as I looked into her eyes. I saw the hunger in them and took it as she liked what was happening. “From the moment we met I dreamed about rolling your nipples between my fingers until you moaned, I wanted to know what sounds you would make as my hands brought you to climax, how your pussy would taste, how you would feel underneath me.” Hana was whining and I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed her ass and lifted her into my lap, making her straddle me. It wasn’t difficult to get my hand beneath her soft tights as I kissed her hungrily. Hana pressed herself closer to me by holding on to my shoulders. I cupped her naked ass and rocked her against me. The feeling of her on top of me made me more desperate.

“I fantasised about you as well,” she confessed as we caught our breath. This woman would be my undoing. The thought of her pleasuring herself as she thought of me was the most alluring thing I had ever heard. I held Hana to me and stood up. She squealed a little and steadied herself by wrapping both arms and legs around me. I didn’t mind the least as my hands held her up by her ass. I turned around and laid her down on her back on the couch, making sure she was as comfortable as I could. I was sitting on my knees with her legs still wrapped around my waist. I kissed her as I regrettably let go of her ass to loosen her legs grip on me. As I pulled away from our kiss, I took a hold of her tights and pulled them off her together with her panties. I ended sitting between her spread legs and I caressed her naked legs.

“Show me,” I said.

“Show you what?” she asked. But the blush on her cheeks told me she knew what I was asking.

“Show me how you touch yourself when you fantasise about me, sweetness,” I told her. Hana looked a little nervous, but not uncomfortable. I sat back on my heels and gently let my hands caress her calves. I wanted her to feel safe and comfortable. I wanted her to know she was not alone. I was starting to worry that I had pushed her too far too soon when her hand started to move down her body. I followed its path and then looked up to meet her eyes. She looked at me as if she was searching for something. The only thing she would find was pure worship and horniness. She drew in a breath as her hand had found its target and she let a finger run along her lips. “Just like that,” I encouraged her as I switched back and forth between looking at her hand and her eyes. As she relaxed, her finger dipped into her folds and she moaned at the feeling. Her other hand found its way under her sweater and I couldn’t see it. But I could imagine what she was doing. My hands had stopped moving on her legs, I was just firmly gripping her ankles to keep me grounded. Hana started moving her body to match the pace of her finger and she added another finger to her play. I sucked in air as I could smell her arousal. Hana gave me the show of my life as she moved in front of me, letting me hear her moaning and see her pleasuring herself. My hips moved on their own to match her. I was spellbound by her.

“I want to see,” she moaned. It took me a moment to realise what she wanted, I had been lost in her pleasure. But her eyes were focused on the tent my cock was creating in my pants. I smiled, it would only be right to give her a show as well.

“Whatever you want, sweetness,” I told her as I unzipped my pants and released my cock. I didn’t bother removing my clothes, I had no intention of moving an inch from where I was. Hana looked with big eyes as I stroked myself.

“So big. I don’t know if I can handle it,” she whispered. My male ego flamed to life with pride. But I gently rubbed my free hand over her ankle.

“It will be fine, Hana. But you don’t have to believe me now. Now you just need to focus on making yourself feel good,” I said. She nodded and again she got lost in her pleasure as she watched me. It felt intimate watching Hana pleasuring herself as I stroked my cock. Her sounds and the way she moved in front of me were arousing on a new level. I heard her moans and sighs become more desperate and saw her fingers move quicker. I knew she was close. “Fuck, yes, sweetness. Show me how you come, show me how amazing you look as you let go,” I pleaded with her in a voice full of desire as my hand moved faster up and down my cock.

“Hunter,” she called as she came undone. I kept pleasuring myself as she convulsed and moaned. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. As she came down from her high, I took her hand from her pussy and sucked her fingers into my mouth. As her taste exploded on my tongue, my cock exploded over her as I found my own climax. When I came back to reality we were both panting hard and I saw we both had splashes of cum on us. I took her fingers out of my mouth and kissed the back of her hand. I removed my shirt and wiped her skin with it. She was giving me a brilliant smile. I tucked myself away and picked her up in my lap again, shuffled us around until I was on my back with her draped on top of me. I was naked from the waist up and she from the waist down.

“Are you cold?” I asked as I caressed her naked ass. She giggled.

“No. I’m very comfortable,” she told me and gave me a light kiss. On the TV the end scenes of the movie were playing. We watched it in silence, enjoying the closeness. Hana reached for the remote and switched to a documentary. We didn’t really care, we just wanted to be able to stay where we were. At one point I took a blanket and spread it over her.

“It’s getting late,” she whispered a while later.

“It is,” I agreed. “Would you be okay with spending the night with me?” I asked. Then I heard how it sounded. “Not to have sex. I just want to stay close,” I added. I felt her relax back into my arms.

“I would like that. But I need to take a shower,” she pointed out.

“Get what you need from your room and use my shower,” I told her. Hana shuffled up from the couch. Her sweater covered her ass, which was a shame according to me. She headed upstairs while I turned everything off downstairs before I headed to my room. Hana joined me a moment later and made a beeline to the bathroom. I got in bed and waited, listening to the shower and feeling excited at the thought of not having to spend the night alone. Hana came out in a long t-shirt and I lifted the covers on her side of the bed. She smiled and got in next to me. I pulled her close and kissed her. We arranged ourselves into a comfortable position. “Good night, sweetness,” I whispered.

“Good night, Hunter,” she replied and snuggled closer. It made my heart do a strange flip flop.