Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Storm ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

As I kissed her, her body arched against me and tried to break my grip on her arms. Yeah, like that'll happen. Grabbing her lower lip, I held it between my teeth and pulled back slowly and she moaned softly. Leaving her lips, I wandered lazily to her ear where I performed the same technique as I had on her lower lip. Another low moan escaped her lips and I began to trail kisses down her neck; over her shoulders, up the other side of her neck and to her ear, where I took it and nibbled on it. Her legs, which up to this point had been closed tightly, began to subconsciously spread apart, but not widely enough for me to lie between them. Yet.

Taking her lips in mine again, I explored her mouth with deliberately slow ministrations. She tasted remarkably like strawberries. Leaving her mouth, I began a trail of kisses over her chin and onto her chest. I lazily licked between her perky breasts, feeling her heart rate begin to rise higher. I was now faced with a decision, I could break my grip on her arms as so to allow myself full use of my hands and the ability to eventually slide lower, or break my grip and risk the chance of her thinking she had regained control. Compromise for now, I took my free hand and stroked one breast while using my mouth on the other. She began to arch with more urgency as I played with her already hard nipples.

"Mmmm…" she said, biting on her lower lip so as not to cry out. She's more stubborn than I thought. Breaking my grip, I slip my hand down one of her arms, sending shivers through her body, her legs widening a bit more. Her hands became buried in my hair; she tried to push me lower. All in good time, but I'm not done here yet. I kissed trails from one nipple to the other and gently stroked the sides of her torso, working my way lower with my fingers. Reaching her hips, I brought my fingers across her lower belly, touching the very top of her underwear. Shit, I forgot she had those on. No problem, I just slid under the elastic to touch the top of that coarse tangle of curls. Sucking on one breast, I brought my free hand to the other, massaging them as I worked very slowly lower through the silky wire of curls that shrouded her sex. I pushed through until I found the valley that would lead me to her opening. Moving down, I watched her face as I lapped at her nipples.

"Ohhhhh." She couldn't hold in that moan as I began to massage her clit. Slowly at first, small circles to give her just a taste of what I'm really capable of. Working up to a faster speed, just to see what drove her wild. "Oh. God, mmmmmmmm, Vegeta…." She gasped as I found her tolerance. By this point, her arms had found their way to my back, clawing at my skin, begging me to continue. I continued, varying my speed between slow and fast, developing a rhythm that she began to move her hips to, moaning and crying out as I continued to kiss her breasts. I could feel her beginning to peak; she was going to crash over the edge any second. I stopped, pulling my hand out of her underwear and back up to her breast. Her moan of disappointment was barley audible through her ragged breathing. Now it was time to kiss down her stomach, grabbing her underwear in my teeth, I pulled them off her slender legs. I started to kiss her legs, from the tips of her toes up to her ankle, taking my time getting back up to my prime target. Over her knee, licking the inside of her thigh. I could smell her excitement. It was beautiful. Passion, need, longing and the very primitive desire for physical pleasure all mixed into one and filling my nostrils with every breath. I read somewhere that 80% of human men won't do what I was about to. Figures. This is my favorite thing to do with a woman, below intercourse anyway.

I spread her legs the rest of the way, opening them to me. I could see her fully now, glistening with excitement, waiting for my next move. Her hands clutched the bag below us, knuckles turning white. My tongue arrived between her legs, taking the side route before attacking head on. She moaned at the feeling of my tongue making it's way to her sex. Holding her open, I started at the bottom, licking over the entrance to her body and up to her clit, tasting her desire for me as I went. A few more passes, and then I took her bud into my mouth, sucking on it. She went wild. I began to alternate between kisses, quick laps of my tongue and long, slow sucks on her as she moved her hips against my face. Her juices were rushing now, coating the lower half of my face in urgent want. I moved my hands a little, and slowly inserted one of my fingers into her. Her moans got louder and her thrusts harder. I pushed another finger inside of her. Working to meet her thrusts and licking harder, she began to scream in delight. For once, I didn't mind how loud she was being. I actually enjoyed it.

Time was wonderfully endless, the taste of her becoming more exquisite with each passing moment. Then I could feel her heat begin to grow, she was close again. Withdrawing my fingers and pulling my face up, I positioned myself on top of her, kissing her deeply on the mouth. The taste of her on my lips seemed to excite her even more, and she ground her hips against me. The throbbing that was nagging at me since I had begun my little game with her was becoming too much to ignore, but I still wasn't ready to claim her just yet. I still needed to make sure she realized that I had been in control all along.

Reaching down, I grabbed myself and drug the tip slowly through her deliciously wet curls. She moaned and looked me right in the eye. Teasing her, I did it again. On the third time, she bucked her hips against me, trying to get me to slip into her.

"Vegeta…"

"Yes woman?" I said, kissing her neck and teasing her again with my tip.

"Please…" I wanted her to beg. So I continued to tease her, slowing down when I reached her opening, making her think I was going to fulfill her. To be truthful, this torture was driving me insane as well; I didn't know how much longer I was going to be able to hold out before plunging into her. "Oh God, Vegeta, please…please…I want you, please." That'll do.

I pushed into her, her warmth encasing me, feeling like perfection. She gasped, taking in breath sharply and digging her nails into my back. Not having done this with her before, I would have to take it slow to get her used to me. I worked softly, my thrusts not too hard, but I was going deeper every time, her wetness covering me, filling every corner of my mind. She met my thrusts with her own, crying out every time I moved deeper. I kissed her as I thrust faster, she moaned into my mouth. My own breathing had become harder, and we gasped and thrust against each other, completely caught up in the pleasure we were taking part in. I worked harder, but I realized that while she was enjoying herself immensely, (most likely more than she ever had during sex) I may finish before her and I couldn't allow that. Pulling out slowly, I positioned her onto her side and took my place on my side behind her. Pulling her leg up to her shoulder, I entered her from behind, my fingers dancing along her clit. She screamed in ecstasy, putting her arm up so she could touch my head, which was busy kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear.

Moving into her faster, I pushed her limits and she screamed my name over and over, it echoed off the walls of the cave. She was panting and pressing herself against my chest, it was becoming obvious that she was close. I'd let her finish this time.

"Ahh…Vegeta…Oh my god Vegeta I'm gonna- Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh." She panted out as she tumbled into ecstasy. I could feel myself reaching that point as well. I pushed deeply into her, as far as I could go, my thrusts become harder and more urgent as her walls tightened around me. She shattered my control with the power of her orgasm and I spilled into her, waves of tension released in a downpour of ecstasy. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. As I finished, I pulled her against me, leaving myself inside of her.

"Vegeta…that was absolutely amazing. We'll have to do it again sometime." She whispered, turning her face to brush her lips against mine. I smirked at her. Yes, we would definitely have to do that again.