MarshallWalker

Grant paused a moment and withdrew. He looked up at her, smiled, and then, with a mischievous look... gently pulled her lips apart and buried her tongue deep inside her velvety folds, reaching over her front wall towards her hot spot. He lick deep and firm, hoping he could reach far enough, moaning into her as he did. @Harmony Frost

Music to my ears. Grant giggled against her as he pressed his face deeper inside. Now, he licked along the length of her lips, parting them slightly as each pass became more and more firm on her clit. After a time, he placed his mouth over top of her mound and began circling her clit with his tongue. He introduced his fingers to her insides, stroking her walls just enough but not quite in the sweet spot. He giggled to himself, enjoying giving her just a little more than before but perhaps not all she wanted... yet. @Harmony Frost

Grant felt so relaxed and at ease with Giselle. Less than 12 hours ago, they were complete stranger. Now, he was about to go down on her. Yet it didn't feel empty or wrong. There was something so comfortable about this. He lowered himself to her mound. A muffled cry. She is so wet. His lips spread into an open mouth smile as he began by giving her clit slow, gentle, light licks. He wanted to make her beg a little. @Harmony Frost

Oh yes, he thought to himself. "Alright," he whispered, tracing her mouth with the tip of his finger. "But only because you asked so nicely." Grant gently lay her on her back. He got to his knees and crawled between her legs, entreating her to part them as he slowly ran his fingers up her legs. His fingers coiled around the sides of her panties. He looked at her lustily as he slowly peeled them off. @Harmony Frost

Grant recoiled from her lips, playfully. "Oh, I'm ready for plenty..." He nuzzled her ear and whispered softly. "One more kiss, you say?" His hot, moist breath on her ear as he ran his fingers gently over her covered mound. "And where would you like it?" @Harmony Frost

Grant swallowed hard. He was trying to play it cool but he was still nervous. This woman seemed so confident and composed. He wanted her. Badly. Was it more than just lust? It had to be. She just seemed to set something off in him. He wanted to undress her mind and make love to her thoughts. Something serious came over him. "I have a notion or two... but I don't want you to feel pressured." He caressed her face. "I find myself growing quite fond of you and I wouldn't want to scare you off." He kissed her cheek softly and held her hand with tender grip. @Harmony Frost

Everything Giselle did made his heart flutter. Her kiss, touch, and words drove him wild. When she pried herself away from him, he stared after her hungrily. He took a seat on the couch and watched her go to the kitchen. He removed his jacket and undid another button on his shirt, leaving it rather loose on his shoulders. "I'm good, thank you." After a moment, he couldn't take it any longer. "Come sit with me." At this angle, she couldn't see him rubbing his cock through his pants, though he tried to be subtle, ready to stop as soon as she got close. @Harmony Frost

This time, the feel of her on his arm felt positively electric. Grant wasn't sure if she'd take the hint but when she asked who's place, he was filled with hope. "Why not yours for tonight? I'm not completely unpacked yet." Grant tried not to get his hopes up too much. He wanted to spend more time with her in private and would count himself lucky for that but there was something about her that set him aflame. There was an undeniable mystique about her that he was just itching to discover. His breathing quickened. He wanted to explore her with eyes, lips, fingers, teeth and tongue. @Harmony Frost

He reached for her hand and held it gently, a comforting smile on his face. "I was just teasing. I would like that very much." He gave her hand a little squeeze. "I find you very appealing as well." As he spoke, he ran his fingers slowly up her leg. He tilted his head and looked at her longingly. "This place is starting to bore me a bit. Would you like to continue this conversation elsewhere?" He bit his lip. @Harmony Frost

Grant's eyes narrowed at her "sweet" comment. He began to wonder if she was just looking for a hookup but her words filled him with hope. The way she oozed raw sexuality made him feels very frisky. He decided to indulge her. "I guess it depends on what exactly you mean by this." He leaned into her as his lips met hers. Even the slightest, gentle brush made his entire body feel blush with heat. Sweet indeed, he thought. He closed his lips against hers. @Harmony Frost

Grant grinned. He watched her work up and down his leg. "You are quite the tease." Nevertheless, he listened to her intently. "Peach cobbler sound incredible. I would love to taste that." He bit his lip slightly and shuddered just a tiny bit. "And I wouldn't say I'm an amazing cook but I do alright. I make a lot of great stews and soups. My best recipes are a kung pao style chicken with ramen and a sweet potato chili with chorizo sausage." He leaned forward a bit. "Good to know you're a baker, though. I definitely have a sweet tooth." He licked his lips. @Harmony Frost

Grant's throat tightened at her touch. But he regained his composure by breathing slowly and watching her carefully. He pondered a moment. "You know, I'm finding it hard to concentrate. Let me think." Grant looked out the window a moment. "Do you cook? And if so, what dish would you consider your masterpiece?" Grant steepled his fingers and looked deep into her eyes. @Harmony Frost

Grant smiled as she Giselle mused on her own interests. At the mention of her own theatre background, he perked up. "Always cool to meet another person who was into theatre. I mostly acted but I did have a lot of fun producing too. And our community wasn't necessarily a big deal. It's just that the volunteer theatre scene was very popular. We almost always had sold out shows. We had a couple rival theatre groups. It was fun stuff." "And shopping is still a hobby. I have trouble shopping for myself so I appreciate someone who can do it on there own." Grant leaned forward a bit. "And for what it's worth, you have incredible taste." His eyes wandered again from legs to neckline. He rested his chin on his hand as he looked her over. His hooded eyes barely concealing equal parts admiration and lust. @Harmony Frost

"I used to do community theatre. Volunteer plays. My hometown had a huge volunteer theatre community. It was great fun. Aside from that, I read and I do some fashion photography, though my heart isn't in it like theatre." Grant took another sip, growing more comfortable. He was liking her rapid fire questions. "What about you?" @Harmony Frost

"My last real relationship was when I was around 24. Thought I'd end up marrying her but... Eh. That's a story for another time." Grant squirmed in his seat, regretting his words. "Since then, I've been on a string of first and second dates, never seeming to get to a third. A couple hook ups along the way. I otherwise get out a lot less than I'd like." Grant's eyes lit up when the drinks arrived. "Oh, excellent." He looked adoringly at his drink then held up his. "Cheers!" A clink of glasses, a long and slow sip from Grant, then a penetrating stare with an amused grin. "And what about you? What's keeping you from getting out there?" @Harmony Frost

Grant's heart quickened at the sight of her garter. She had really gone all out for him and he was beginning to feel himself stiffen. "The main reason I love this place? Shortly after I moved in, I needed a drink and came here. They do one wicked Long Island iced tea." Grant leaned back a bit, his eyes momentarily going to her stockings. He crossed his own legs, hoping it would hide his arousal. @Harmony Frost

Grant picked up on her discomfort and frowned. On the one hand, he didn't want to bring her to a place that made her feel off but he also did not want to seem indecisive. He grimaced momentarily but steeled her resolve. He'd gotten this far on his wit and intelligence. He was hoping he could keep that up. The inside was dimly lit but cozy. He brought her to an artificial fireplace with two old fashioned cushioned chairs that would have looked right at home in some posh library. Despite the aesthetic, there was something inviting about the place. Old fashioned as it were. "So, what are you drinking?" He offered a warm smile. @Harmony Frost

Grant couldn't help but envy her but the passion with which she spoke for her work was a welcome distraction and something that made her seem more remarkable to him. "Yes, it's not something I can see either. It seemed like the natural progression for someone with a political science degree but I realized that as much as lawyers can be a force for good, there's always one on the other side of every just cause who's obviously not on the side of right." Grant paused a moment and thought to himself. "Although, that may be a simplistic way of looking at the profession. I don't know. Journalism suits me better. It's all about people, research, and facts... In theory anyway." They arrived at a place that was just barely better than a dive bar. "Not the nicest place, mind you. But the drinks are cheap and the place is clean. Mostly." He chuckled to himself. @Harmony Frost

"I'm 27. I was originally planning to go to law school but became disenchanted with that line of work and decided instead to do a second bachelor's degree in journalism, for all the good it did me." He gave a mirthless laugh. "I'm still in ruinous debt which I may pay off in my lifetime." Grant looked curiously at Giselle. "And yourself?" @Harmony Frost

Something about her candour made Grant relax, as though her talk of the difficulties faced in her profession is more in her wheelhouse. "I don't think it's less serious. I'd actually say that your occupational challenges are on a larger scale than the personal ones I face in my profession." Grant pondered a moment as they entered the elevator. "One difficulty is that we often don't need to be bored. If something isn't entertaining us, we can jump to the next thing. Is that show on Netflix not doing it for you? Jump onto YouTube. Is that book you're reading getting dull? Play a video game. Kids are growing up in that reality. When I was younger, that was less common." Grant chuckles to himself "Look at me. Giving some 'back in my day' speech." He shrugged at her with an amused grin. "Either way, it's commendable you're trying to engage with them. I admire that." @Harmony Frost

Oddly, passing her arm through his reduced his nerves. She clearly had decided she was comfortable around him. That made me smile despite himself. "Disaffected photographer. I'm hoping to become a journalist but finding work that pays and is for anything other than fringe, partisan publications is difficult. I'm faced with that classic dilemma of every job needing experience but needing a job to get said experience. But I'm not giving up on that dream. Sooner or later, as long as I keep trying, something will come up." He looked at her as they reached the elevator. "What is it you do?" @Harmony Frost

Grant's heart caught in his throat as he saw her. He was stunned by her beauty, and her attire. His eyes went from neckline to stockings and back again. He regained his composure. "Oh, you are quite special, I can tell already." His cheeks flushed as she walked past him. He was already getting excited. "You look simply divine." He almost didn't want to take her out and instead just bring her back to his apartment. @Harmony Frost

By 7:57, Grant was already in front of Giselle's door. He left the three buttons of his black dress shirt undone. He sported a dark great suit that hung off his slim figure. He hoped that his cologne wasn't too strong. He took a deep breath. "Nothing to it," he whispered to himself. He knocked twice. @Harmony Frost

Her grin made him cock an eyebrow. Something about her is different, he thought. That excited him. Helooked forward to getting the scoop on this one. "I could make that happen. How does 8 o'clock sound?" @Harmony Frost

Grant eyed her apartment with the same admiration he had for her curves. "It's no trouble at all, Giselle," he replied, finally meeting her eyes. Her smile make him tingle a little. A blush crept into his cheeks. "If you ever want to talk about what's stressing you out, I'd be happy to meet you for a drink sometime. I don't have a lot of friends in the area so I could use the company." His eyes had a hint of mischief behind them but he was otherwise courtly and sweet. @Harmony Frost