Chapter 39

Faith took Richie by the hand and he rose from the chair. She was a little unnerved by the fact that he hadn't said anything to her but she didn't let that stop her. Her nimble fingers made fast work of the buttons of his shirt and, sliding her palms over his chest, she pushed it off his shoulders. Her hands slid down his arms and the shirt fell to the floor. She skimmed her hands back up his arms ever so lightly, leaving a trail of goose bumps. He closed his eyes and swallowed back a groan. He let his head drop back as he felt Faith's breath coast over his skin. She placed a kiss in the center of his chest, ran her tongue up his neck and, when her lips were a breath from his, she looked up at him, "Richie?" He opened his eyes and looked at her. His eyes had gone from brown to near black with desire and made Faith gasp. When she spoke again her voice was a low murmur, "what do you want baby?"

He stared at her. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. No woman had ever asked him that before. For the second time in the span of a half hour he was rendered speechless. What is the matter with me? Normally he made the woman speechless, not the other way around. He ran his hands up Faith's sides slowly; trailing his finger tips along the curve of her breasts, up across her shoulders, skimmed up the graceful length of her neck and finally cupped her face. "I want to..." was all he said before his lips came down on hers. Faith pulled back from his kiss, "you want to what?" He kissed down her neck, pressing her back so he could kiss down to her breasts. "I want to touch you, taste you all over. I want hear you scream my name over and over." Faith's breath hitched as he continued to talk in that low whiskey-honey voice of his. "Mostly though, I want to lose myself in your warm" he kissed her, "sweet" he kissed her again, "wet pussy all night long." Faith was panting now. "Well, if that's what you want, how can I deny the birthday boy?"

Richie moved her over by the bed. He ran his hands down to the bottom of her nightie, "as sexy as this is" he told her as he raised it up, "it's coming off now." He slid it up and off, dropping it on the floor. He stood back and looked at her, whistling low at the sight of the g-string panties she was wearing. "God Faith you are amazing." He pushed her back slightly and she lay back on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows. He bent down and lifted one leg, removing her shoe and kissing from her ankle to knee. He did the same with the other leg. He was slowing driving her insane. Faith watched as he stood and toed off his own shoes and moved over her on the bed.

Together they moved to the top of the bed. Faith reached for Richie's belt and he stopped her. He took her arms and put them at her sides, "don't move them." She nodded her assent and let him have his way with her. He started at her forehead, feather light kisses rained down her face, he captured her lips and their tongues met, stoking the fire that burned in both of them. He moved down to her neck, dipping his tongue in the hollow between neck and shoulder, causing her to shudder, it always did. His tongue slid up to her ear, teeth nibbled on her lobe before leaving a trail to her shoulder. He tasted her skin down to her elbow, licking lightly at the sensitive skin on the inside before continuing down to her wrist. He slid the tip of his tongue across her wrist and worked his way to her fingers, kissing each one. He smiled as he heard his name as she sighed with the pleasure he was giving her.

He gave the other arm the same treatment, working back up to her mouth. Their mouths were hot and their tongues danced over each other, hungry for more. Richie pulled his mouth from hers and she cried out at the loss. He moved down her neck and across her chest. He kneaded one breast with his hand and ran his tongue around the hardened tip. When he took the tip in his mouth Faith's back arched up off the bed "Richie!". He continued this sweet torture on her other breast. His name was an oath and prayer off her tongue as he pressed kisses over her stomach, dipped his tongue in her navel and whispered words of love to the child she carried.

He ran his tongue around the lacy string of a waistband of her panties. He hooked his fingers in the band and slid them down her legs and off. He looked up at Faith, the flush of arousal covered her, her eyes were closed and he could see that she was panting lightly. He smiled to himself "Faith, open your eyes baby." The sea green eyes he loved had gone dark with desire and were slightly glazed. He held her gaze as he lightly ran his fingers up and down the insides of her thighs. She kept her eyes on his as he ran his tongue along the same path his fingers had just traveled.

Faith thought she was going to fly apart if he didn't fuck her soon. She didn't think she could take much more of this. She was so ready for him. She could feel her own wetness on her thighs. "Richie please" she begged him, "I need you inside me now!" He shook his head, "I'm not done yet." When he finally ran his tongue up and down her slit and dipped inside of her he got the scream he had wanted to hear. He continued his assault, fucking her with his tongue and when he felt she was close, he backed off. He knelt up and watched her as he released the button and zipper on his jeans. Her chest was heaving and her arms, still at her sides, hands fisting and flexing. He removed his jeans, his cock achingly hard. He moved back between her legs and plunged into her. RICHIEEE!!! she screamed as she came. He rode through it with her, moving slowly at first. He pulled her thigh up higher on his and pulled her up to him. Their mouths fused as they moved together.

Laying her back down on the bed he pulled out and urged her to all fours. He thrust into her from behind, she cried out again and he gripped her hips as moved in and out. She looked over her shoulder at him, he leaned in and kissed her as his fingers found her clit. He was going to explode and he wanted her to come with him. "Faith, baby, come with me." She pushed back on him, meeting his thrusts. RIIICHIEEE she screamed one last time and his own shout mixed with hers as he emptied himself into her.

They collapsed on the bed together, a sheen of sweat covered their bodies, chests heaving, neither able to move to cover themselves. They fell into a sated exhausted sleep still tangled together.