And the long awaited follow up…..

Coming Undressed

Lindsey trembled under his white hot gaze. Slowly she hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties and drew them down.

Danny was lost in her motions, trying in vain to keep his hands to himself for the time being, she needed to do this herself.

He watched as she slowly drew them down her shapely legs, letting them pool at her feet. His eyes traveled from the pale pink toenails, up her calves, over her thighs and came to rest on her most intimate spot.

She was trimmed but not shaved. He drank in the rest of her, the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist, her rounded breasts. Lindsay Monroe was 100 woman.

He saw her reach for the light. "Not yet Montana. Just wanna look for a second." He told her, his hand on her arm.

She struggled with every fiber of her being not to cover herself. She wasn't accustomed to this kind of scrutiny. Sure, she'd had sex, she'd been looked at, but never like this, never for this long.

And never by guys who looked like Danny Messer. She'd been with guys who were average looking, give or take a notch or two. She'd never had to worry about this sort of thing, they were always happy just to be with her. But Danny, Danny made her feel like she had to step it up a bit.

"Stop bein' shy. It's just me." He reminded her, closing the distance between them.

He slowly, lightly ran his hands up her forearms, to her biceps, up to her shoulders. One curled behind her neck, the other traced a whisper soft trail down her side, wrapping around her slim waist. He pulled her up against him, wanting her to feel what she did to him. She gasped slightly at the feel of his body pressed against hers.

"Feel that Montana? You do that to me." He growled in her ear.

She ground her hips into his and he slid his hands down to her ass, lifting her up, pushing her breasts up against him.

He backed her up against the wall, crushing her lips with his.

She felt a hand between her legs, trailing up her thigh, barely grazing against her center.

She moaned at the movement, biting his lip.

Her action and her vocal response was too much. "That's enough of that." He groaned into her mouth, swinging them around and heading to the bed. He laid her on it and was on her in an instant.

He felt good on top of her, she liked this possessive side of him. It was a huge turn on. She reached down in between them, and grasped him in her hand.

A low guttural sound came from deep in his throat and he tensed.

He leaned down and nipped her earlobe. "I'd advise you to let go." He hissed in her ear.

She tightened her grip a bit and moved her hand. "Oh yeah?" She questioned.

"Lindsay… let go…" He ground out, his breath coming out in pants.

"Why?" She asked, her voice low and silky.

"Because there's somewhere else I want to put it." He whispered, grinning like a cheshire cat when she froze and quickly released him.

"Atta girl." He praised her. He moved up and over her, positioning himself. He gazed at her for a moment.

He pressed the tip against her and it slid in easily. He watched her eyes flutter. "Been awhile?" He asked, still his movements.

"Yes, but I don't recall asking you to stop." She choked out.

He pushed in a little more and he felt her back come up a bit, arching a little and her muscles squeezing him, trying to pull him deeper.

"You're doin' that on purpose. Better stop if you want me to make it all the way in." He warned her, his voice low and husky.

"I can't help it, you make it hard to think, let alone control myself." She told him, licking the curve of his ear.

That was all he needed and he drove the rest of the way into her in one smooth thrust. She cried out at the sensation. He paused to be sure she was OK but she was already encouraging him on.

He started to thrust against her, moving a little faster each time. "Linds, babe, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to last long. Not this time." He told her, thrusting harder into her.

She thrust up to meet him, feeling her own orgasm approaching. "Just… Harder… I'm close…" She moaned out.

That was he needed to hear. He let go and let his primal need take over. Soon they were both falling over the edge into the unbelievable feeling that came with being with the one you cared about.

He laid on top of her for a moment, still buried deep inside her, and went he went to move, she held him in place. "Just stay… Another second… It feels good." She whispered.

"Anything." He whispered, kissing her forehead.

FINIS