She really is perfect, he thought.
Wyatt moved his face over to her right breast and lapped her nipple with his tongue. As soon as he did, he heard Lily draw in a quick breath. Then she immediately placed a hand over the back of his head, gently squeezing a fistful of his hair.
He circled her areola with his tongue, drawing imaginary lines over it. Then he licked her sensitive nub again, feeling it grow even harder. Lily was groaning now, letting out a little squeak each time he brought friction to the nipple. She'd gotten so overcome with pleasure, that she'd dropped her hands from his waist. She'd managed to unbutton his pants, but they were still pulled up around his waist.
After a moment, he backed his face away from her chest. As her nipple dropped out of his mouth, it made a wet kissing noise. He looked up toward her face. Her head leaning back and her eyes were closed. Her jaw had dropped slightly. It looked like she was in heaven.
Without any hesitation, he moved his face to the left and began giving her other breast equal attention. He sucked and licked her nipple, enjoying the way she squirmed in pleasure against the wall. When he finally pulled away, they were both breathing harder than before.
“God, I want you,” Lily groaned, as soon as Wyatt stood back up.
Before he could respond, Lily placed her hands onto his shoulders. She began walking forward, causing Wyatt to take a few steps back. He was strong enough to stop her, but he didn't. His heels hit the front of the couch and Lily pushed him down to a seated position.
Wyatt looked her up and down. Her upper half was completely nude. Her dress was still bunched up around her waist. The smooth silk was now wrinkled, holding itself on her body by only her hips. She brought her hands up her sides, then cupped her tits for a moment before squeezing them.
“That's so fucking hot,” he whispered.
Lily fondled her breasts. Her nipples were shining in Wyatt's saliva, causing her nipples to slide over them with ease. He watched her for a moment, feeling a legitimate throb in his cock. When he glanced down, he noticed that the front of his pants looked more like a tee pee. His dick was pressing out so hard on them that it actually hurt a little bit.
Lily glanced down at the bulge. Wyatt saw her eyes dilate even further.
“Let me take those pants off,” she said, stepping close to him.
“Come here,” he replied.
Lily reached down and jerked his slacks to his knees. His underwear was still on, though. Lily wrapped her small hand around his dick, gently jerking him off over his boxers. Pleasure washed over him. His entire body tingled and burned with desire. The only thing he could think about was how good it was going to feel to slide his length into her warm, wet pussy.
“I want you,” he said quietly. “Right now.”
Lily released his cock and straddled over his lap. As her legs spread, her dress slid up to her waist. He was now able to see her little green panties. He was pleasantly surprised when he noticed a little wet spot on the front of them.
She scooted forward a bit, letting the front of her panties collide with his bulge. He wanted so badly to just reach down and pull his cock out, then move her panties to the side. His body trembled in anticipation. All he could think about was entering her. He didn't do it, though. He waited, in an attempt to savor the moment.
She can go at whatever pace she wants, he thought. I'm in heaven either way right now.
Lily kept her weight on top of his thighs and leaned forward to kiss him. Wyatt closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of having her on his lap. Their tongues wrestled violently and both of them were moaning now. Within a few seconds, Lily was bucking her hips forward, grinding the wet spot on her panties against his bulge. He could feel her warmth and the wetness of her sex. It was obvious to Wyatt that she was just as ready for this as she was.
His hands slid up the length of her thighs. Her was skin was so smooth. It turned him on even more. Everything about this moment turned him on. It was like a full year of sexual frustration coming to a boiling point, about to be let loose.
Lily kissed him for a moment longer and pulled away. She crawled off of his lap and dropped to her knees on the floor, bringing her face between
his knees. She slowly reached her hands up, until her fingers landed on the waist strap of his underwear.
Wyatt's heart beat quickly in anticipation. Then, something completely unexpected happened. With Lily now on the ground, Wyatt's gaze focused on the fireplace behind her. There, on top of the wooden mantel, was a picture of his family that had been taken a few years back.
Suddenly, the lust and desire in his body, changed to the feeling of guilt in his heart.
Caroline, he thought.
The picture was of Caroline, Maggie and himself. They'd had the photo taken professionally. It was of the three of them standing on a bridge over a river. Maggie was between he and his wife, holding both of their hands. Everyone was smiling.
Fuck, he thought. I can't do this. Jesus Christ, what the fuck am I thinking?
Lily had slipped her fingers into the waist of his underwear and was beginning to pull them down. Wyatt placed his hands over hers, stopping her in her tracks.
“I'm sorry,” he said, shaking his head. “I can't do this. I'm so sorry.”
Lily pulled her hands away and a confused expression crossed her face.