(You forgot that he's blindfolded. :p )

Lettie could feel both his eagerness and his restraint as his hip once again attempted to buck upwards but was stopped immediately by her hand. She was not oblivious to the control that showed. He was stronger than her and could easily have negated the miniscule effort of her hand holding him in place. He seemed content (well, maybe not completely content) to let her dictate the speed of current events. He stroked her hair gently with one hand then brushed it lightly over her neck and she shivered slightly.

He was so tender despite his eagerness. She appreciated the control he gave her and the softness of his touch. She wasn't sure why she felt this way but she felt certain that genuine tender attentions were something her life sorely lacked (both her lives). It made her want to please him more and she let her next downward stroke take her even further as she began to deep throat him suddenly. It was brief for she was back on the upstroke probably before he even fully grasped what she had down. Then she stopped and waited to see if he was ready for her to continue again.

(you right, just assume a pleading look then but no eye cotact)

He groaned beside himself at the feel of her lips winding down his length. His head canted back, his eyes squeezing closed despite not being able to see with the blind fold on. One hand extended itself palm up to halt her for a moment as he collected himself and battled against that urge that swirled through him and he was grateful that she stopped.

Rico drew that hand away as he nodded for her to continue. "So pleasant. I want, no need more."

His hand was still brushing against the side of her head as he quivered in anticipation, his shaft throbbing for attention. He smiled at her then as he shifted some bending down he kissed the crown of her head. He had intended to leave his mark upon her brow but misjudge it. But once his lips retracted he sat in a more relaxed way bidding her to continue for it was rare in all of his years that someone chose to pay attention to him like this. Rico was more giving then most men, and did not ask for much in return. Though he had done so now, his own greed getting the better of him, that and knowing that she had desired to do this for him made the moment all the more thrilling.

She didn't hesitate or hold back this time. Lettie just continued as he requested, taking him deeply into her throat with each descent and the rising up briefly before repeating the action again. She closed her eyes again and savored the taste of him. She knew he was close now and was determined to bring him to his climax before long. She was beginning to need him too now and she ached for more and more. It was hard to believe this man, who was almost a stranger to her, could make her desire him so much in just one night.

He had fully intended to stop her, to prolong both this moment and the next but he had been unprepared for the quick descent of her lips again. He had tried to brace for it, to convince himself that he could take just a little more of this torture before he found himself groaning out.

It was both unexpected and expected in a way as his essence flowed from his shaft as it jerked, and fired like a pistol going off. Rico exerted a little more force against the side of her head, and his hips jerked forward against her hand that was stilling him as he quivered and gasped in that incredible moment.

"Oh, Lettie!" he cried out and though she had never told him her name he had watched her long enough from afar to have learned it. His grasp became gentler on the side of her head, his chest rising and falling even though he had no need for breath an involuntary action kicked in causing him to gulp for air in that blistering moment that rushed over him.

Lettie had not expected him to cum so quickly but she had been prepared for it. She didn't pull away. She accepted his seed as a sign that she had pleased him to the fullest and swallowed it down without complaint. She heard him call out her name as she strained against her and she honestly didn't realize that she'd never told him what it was. She was just accustomed to him knowing more than he should about matters.

Once he finished she raised up off of him and reached up to remove his blindfold. When he could finally see her again she smiled and brushed her hand over the one that petted her head. "I take it you enjoyed that?" She turned and kissed his hand. "I'm glad."

He smiled as sight had been restored to him. That smile seemed to be more than enough of an answer though he had vocalized his thoughts to. "Indeed. Very much. Thank you."

His chest was still rising and falling though his shaft was still full and erect, made moist by her own lips it bobbed and twitched as if moving to the beat of the heart that no longer caused blood to wash through his veins. He needed a moment to recover though.

He cupped her breast with a hand still stroking against the side of her head, delighting in the warmth of her flesh against him there.

He kissed her then, grinned as their lips parted and dipped his head slightly so that his mouth could envelop one of her breasts. Small licks of his tongue played over the nipple there as he turned his attention back onto her.

"Oh yes, Rico..." She moaned as his lips found her nipple and she arched towards him. She longed to have that thick, still erect organ back inside her but he clearly needed a moment. She was more than willing to give it to him if he continued touching her like that. Her need for him making every small touch that much better. She drew closer to him on the bed, closer to the desired place between his thighs. Warmed by the touch of his skin, skin that shouldn't be warm at all. "Keep touching me... I need you so badly."

And he had, intending on touching her, caressing her skin with his as he kept her arousal up and delayed until he had recovered some.

His lips moved against her nipple as he played with it, his hand caressing the other before dropping down between her thighs where he traced over her sex, then drifted up to touch upon her clit, circling against it slowly as he bought himself precious seconds.

His mouth came away from her breast as he nearly went to play with her neck again. He stopped himself at the last moment though bringing his lips down to the vacancy of her shoulder, nibbling against it with small, playful bites that did not brake the skin.

He was excited, eager to join with her again but realized that he would be much too sensitive right now so he continued to play with her body a little. "I want you so bad, Lettie," he gasped, braking away from her shoulder for a moment then returning back to it as he brought his tongue along it.

"You have me already, Rico." She replied breathless, his fingers teasing her sex making her wet with anticipation. "You well have had me from that night in the bathroom. I'm under your spell now and more than willing to follow you where you wish to go." She'd been talking about sex, she thought. But upon reflection she realize she meant it another way as well. She blushed and suddenly felt very vulnerable in this man's arms. Did he realize how he was affecting her? Did he hear the deeper truth in her previous statement?

It frightened her to be this attached to him already. What if all he wanted was sex? What if he didn't? What if... She threw her arms around him and chased away those all too serious questions. She could worry about all that later. Now she just wanted to enjoy herself and enjoy him. "Please, Rico, touch me more."

Had he unstood that deeper truth which she spoke about? The meaning behind her words? He smiled, at her, warmed by her words as they sat this close together. One may have imagined that he was just have se, just after a lustful moment but he had already gotten that right? Already had the bathroom, what they did before and just now he released into her mouth and yet he had not drawn away from her.

Yes, he might have been using her for the night, but somehow she doubted this or perhaps hoped that this was not the case given that he had observed her for so long, yet only recently gathered the nerve to about her.

"Gladly," he responded, his fingers curling over her clit, rubbing a little faster now as his grasp on her breast lightly latched on to it as he suckled against it. His fingers stopped playing with her clit draping down the slit of her sex, finding it moist and ready for him.

He may not have been fully ready for her though he played with her a little more as he rubbed against her body in this playful way he removed his mouth from her breast, gazed at her then kissed her lips.

"I have wanted this, you for nearly three years now. I never trusted myself to get this close to you, this close to anyone without the desire to feed settling upon me."

"Three years!?" She breathed in disbelief. When he said he'd been watching her before now she had assumed he'd meant a few months, not years. Years meant she was in deeper than she'd realized. Not that she minded being in deep but my god... She had no fear of him leaving her now. No man who'd waited for three years would be content with just one night of sex.

His finger had found her wet sex and she moaned in answer. She wanted him so bad now. He'd made her want him. He stoked the fires within her like none other had before him. She was becoming addicted to him, to his touch and his kisses... Oh god, to his prick. She couldn't wait to feel him inside her again. For him to take possession of her like he wanted to and she moaned her desire into his mouth as he kissed her. Begging him without words to proceed.

"Nearly three years." He reaffirmed in her mind though he was too busy kissing her lips, in stroking her body though it was only for a moment longer. He had missed the look in her eyes that spelled relief as she concluded the answer to her own question so wrapped up in the moment was he.

He coaxed her back down to the bed, he smiled as he shifted over her, his lips nuzzling against her lips as he crawled between her thighs.

Rico may not have been fully ready though he was ready to give this a try as the tip of his shaft found the warmth of her entrance again. He paused, flickering his gaze back at her as if searching for approval before plunging back into her.

Lettie reveled in his kisses now that her worries had been chased away by his words. He wanted her more than she'd expected and it wasn't just about sex. Though that part he clearly had wanted too. He'd made her want it too. She wanted it even more knowing how long he'd devoted to her.

He laid her down on the bed and she squirmed impatiently. She wanted him inside her so badly, she didn't even care how he took her as long as he took her. Still, she knew he might not be completely recovered of her mouth's attention. She brushed his cheek with her hand and smiled up at him. "Whenever you are ready. You don't have to hold back this time either. Take me however you wish."

Rico gazed at her as if searching for the sincerity in her words. He must have seen something for he nodded in response as he tested the waters so to speak to see how sensitive he truly was as he set himself against the slit of her sex.

He was trembling, anxious to be back in those folds no doubt but he paused above the gates of heaven. He leaned down and kissed her again, groaned softly as he slipped back inside her slowly. Yes, he was sensitive he found but he could deal with it.

After a moment of stilling himself atop her he began to lift his hips slowly at first as he tested those waters as a groan slipped from his lips. "Oh, Lettie!"

Lettie sighed in relief at the feeling of his returning into her folds where he belong. "Oh god..." She moaned and wrapped her legs encouragingly around his hips, begging him to return inside her quickly once he began to withdrawal. "Oh Rico, please..."