"Not yet," she pleaded. "I want to feel you in me when it happens."

"No Stacey. This time is for you," he told her in his deep sexy voice. "Your pleasure will be mine, and then mine will become ours." With a groan of impatience she tried to pull him up to her, but he took her hands and held her still. "Patience Kitten," he ordered. "Patience. I've waited a lifetime to taste you again." He placed a kiss against her outer lips. "To feel your warmth and your softness beneath my mouth." Again he placed a kiss, this time with a little more pressure. His warm breath as he spoke made her hotter still, and she sighed with pleasure. "To hear the sounds you make, and know that I'm the one causing them." He slid his tongue over her bud, and her hips rose with a will of their own in time to his ministrations. "To have you explode over my tongue and taste your bitter-sweet liquid." With that he buried his tongue as deep as he possibly could inside her throbbing pussy, and Stacey lost all control of her mind and her body.

Shuddering, with shaking legs and moaning deeply, she felt her body tense up and her inner muscles start contracting around Eric’s tongue. Gripping his hair and pulling his face in deeper, her hips bucked as she climaxed with such force that she felt the wetness gush from her body and, as if from far away, she heard Eric growl in approval. "That's what I've been waiting for," he said throatily, as he greedily lapped up her juices.

Once he was satisfied that he hadn't missed any of Stacey’s nectar, he kissed his way back up her body, stroking softly at her belly and then gently scratching his nails over her skin. Reaching her breasts he squeezed and massaged them, making her gasp and causing her nipples to peak once more. "So responsive," he said, as though talking to himself.

Stacey felt goosebumps rise on her arms as she listened to his deep voice and felt his warm hands on her body. In the distance she could faintly hear the sounds of music playing its haunting melody as the party went on. The sounds of raucous laughter mingled with that of the wildlife as an owl hooted near by, and further away was the sound of wolves singing to the moon. The wind had picked up, which served to add to the perfect Halloween atmosphere.

Eric continued his almost lazy investigation of her body, and against her leg, Stacey could feel his still hard cock pressing hard and hot against her leg. She turned on her side and propped her head on one hand, while her other started its own trailing, tentative trail over his torso. Down over the side of his ribcage with butterfly soft fingertips, she let her hands explore. When she reached his hip she pushed gently. Taking her not so subtle hint he allowed himself to roll over onto his back.

Stacey swung a leg over his body and pulled herself up so that she was straddling him. With a leg either side of his hips, she lowered herself until she was sat on his lap, his dick sandwiched between his own body and the wetness of her center. Slowly she let herself rock against him, feeling his length rub against her and pressing down harder still. She lowered the top half