Carnal Knowledge 2 - [R-18]

Richard did not stop moving his tongue on her nipples, but he moved his hand across her body until it rested gently between her legs.

Richard felt her wetness and that excited him. He knew she was ready for him as much as he was ready for her. He stopped moving his tongue on her nipple and then bit down on it.

When Esme let out a short gasp to tell him what he did was hurting, he moved his lips back to hers. But Richard did not take his hands away from the middle of her legs. He continued to move his hands slowly and gently, grazing over the small bump there and feeling her body quiver whenever he did it.

'You must take me now.' Esme said as soon as Richard let go of her lips.

'Patience.' Richard grinned.

He liked what he was doing to her. He liked that he was teasing her. He was not ready to have her for there were other cards he had not played yet.

Richard moved her slowly until her back was against a wall in the shed. He pulled her legs apart and knelt before her.

Esme did not understand what he was doing, and Richard knew that. Something made him excited that he was going to be the first to give her that experience.

When he spread her legs wide enough to accommodate his head, Richard buried his tongue in her.

That feeling was new to Esme. It was warm, quick and intense. She wanted to speak but her tongue was tied. At that moment, she did not want Richard to stop what he did.

When he removed his tongue from inside of her, he paused to understand her taste. She was salty, unlike Gina who was bland.

He pressed his lips against her again and began moving his tongue rapidly as he has done to her nipple.

Esme could hardly contain the pleasure and so she began to moan. She did not care about where they were, all that mattered was the way Richard was making her feel.

'You must keep quiet Esme, we must not get caught.' Richard looked up at her and said.

She had no reply to him, in fact, she did not want to speak to him. She just wanted to keep feeling the pleasure he was giving her and so she pulled his head by his hair back to the middle of her legs.

Richard liked that she had done that and so he continued to move his tongue the way she liked it.

Esme could not help but wonder how many women he had pleasured that way. She wondered where he had learnt such skill and wished that he could pleasure her that way for the rest of her life.

When Richard's legs began to cramp, he stood up and pulled her close, close enough for her to feel the hardness of him.

That excited Esme and so she began to remove his clothes. She had done that time and time again with Archibald, her husband so it was not at all a task.

When Richard was stripped of his clothing, he pulled Esme close and placed another kiss on her lips. For the first time, he paid attention to the feel of her lips. They were soft and full. Her kiss was gentle yet full of passion. He liked that.

Like they spoke with their minds, they both moved their lovemaking to the cold hard floor. As uncomfortable as that was, none of them cared. All they wanted was to satisfy their urges.

Esme laid on her back and Richard was atop her. He touched the flesh in the middle of her legs with his hands and felt even more wetness. Then he tapped her with his groin as if asking permission to shove himself inside of her.

Esme gasped a little and he took it as his sign to proceed. At first, he was slow but again, Esme did not like the pace at which he took so she pulled him to herself.

The entirety of him went inside of her in one quick thrust and she moaned loudly. Richard searched around for his clothing, and he covered Esme's mouth with them for he could not risk getting caught laying with another man's wife.

He began to thrust into her with all the strength of his body. He felt her body loosen to accommodate his groin and he liked that.

Which every thrust Richard gave, Esme moaned loudly but it sounded muffled under all of his clothing.

The moon shone brighter and Richard could see the look of absolute satisfaction on her face. She too could see the smile on his for he was enjoying the way he made her feel.

He continued to move rhythmically inside of her and she could feel him throb. She could feel every inch of him and as he moved, he grazed something inside of her.

Something that made her feel like water was going to burst through her. That was Richard's plan. He was going to continue to have her until her body produced that salty liquid he liked to see.

'Richard.' Esme moaned out.

But Richard could not hear her, he was too busy working to give her utmost pleasure.

He got up from her and laid beside her, then moved her in such a way that her back was against him, and then he took her from behind. This time he was slow and steady.

For Esme, it was the best way he could have her because he was pushing against her sweet spot. The spot that made her feel like water was on its way out of her.

'Richard, you must go faster.' She said as she gasped for air.

Richard obeyed her command and began thrusting harder and faster. He could feel her body shake from all the pleasure and just when he was about to climax, she pulled away from him and water flowed out of her.

She watched herself produce so much water at once and suddenly, her body was calm again. All she thought of was Richard having her again.

But Richard was done. He had achieved what he wanted both for her and himself and so he stood up and began putting his clothes on.

'Whatever are you doing?' She asked.

'I must return home, Esme. And you have Archibald, your husband.' He said.

'Richard, have you finished with me yet again?' She looked up at the muscular man in front of her.

'Do not make mention of this to any soul.' He said.