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MISTAKEN IDENTITY by Janey

PART 3

The noise jolted you from your sleep. Your bedside clock said 2.18am. You fumbled in the half-light coming from the landing light, and managing to find the night-shirt that you had discarded due to the heat, quickly put it on and made your way to the spare bedroom from where James was moaning obscenities.
“James what on earth’s the matter?”
“Fucking knee!”
You sat beside him on the bed and put an arm around his back.
“Anything I can do?” you leaned into him as you asked, revelling in the smell of him.
“Painkillers would be good,” he groaned. “I didn’t bring them, obviously cos I thought I’d be going home.”
Only the sheet was preserving his modesty, as it was blatantly obvious that he had taken everything off to sleep in the nude.
“I have some Tylex,” you offered. “Strongest thing I have I’m afraid.”
“They’ll do great thanks Amy,” his face contorted in pain.
So off you went to get some from downstairs, returning with a tumbler of water for him as well.
“They should help you sleep too,” you commented. “At least they always make me feel drowsy.”

“Thanks,” he said after he’d swallowed them. “Actually I was being a bit naughty!”
“You were?”
“Ummmmmmmmmmmm,” and he pulled you into his warm body.
“Ok. I know I’m going to regret this, but what were you trying to do, or doing?”
“I was,” he drawled very huskily and sexily, “trying to go to your room because I wanted to cuddle with you!”
His lips touched yours very briefly and that familiar ache began to spread through you, causing you to groan and slide your hands over his chest, and you nuzzled your head into his neck, feeling his pulse against your mouth, which you couldn’t resist kissing.
“Do you know what that does to me?” he sighed.
You did. You could see his erection begin to form, but you wanted to tease him.
“Why not tell me?”
He lifted your head slowly with his fingers and smiled erotically as he whispered so lightly you that could only just make it out, “It makes me want to make love with you and never stop.”
The glint in his eyes was so mischievous, but you knew that yours were portraying exactly the same. However irrational it may be after such a brief time, you truly wanted this man.
“That sounds very tempting, “ you offered simply, “but what about the pain you’re experiencing. I wouldn’t want to make it worse.”
“Trust me when I say you’d make it better!” And his hands began to explore under your nightshirt.
“You mean the pain killers will!” you giggled.
“Uh-huh,” came the vague mutter. “You will. In fact I feel better already!”
“Ahhhh,” you moaned to him. “But you’ll feel tired soon and that’s not good! We’ve already been interrupted twice!”
“I could correct that but I won’t because I don’t wanna argue.” Again there was that wicked, boyish smile.

His hands were now roaming gently over your breasts. Pulling softly at your proud nipples and stroking the delicate skin around them. You tilted your head back as the heady pleasure became too much for you, and what you thought was a barely audible sigh was obviously much, much more because James intensified his touches and began to scrape the skin with his short fingernails. They may be short but you could still feel them and the contrast in sensations was driving you insane.
“Oh James!”
It was a soft cry but the lust in your voice was evident and James lowered his mouth onto yours and his tongue teased your lips, wanting you to let him in so that he could taste you. Instead you broke away from his mouth and stared at him in wonderment at the way he was making you feel so alive. His eyes pleaded with yours in disappointment but then began to glow again as you removed your nightshirt and lay down on the bed waiting for him.
“Lucky it’s a double bed huh?” you said with a passion that was more potent than you’d imagined.
“Yes, isn’t it?”
Awkwardly he moved his body over yours and grimaced a little.
“James are you sure you’re ok?” you asked with concern as you cupped his face in your hands.
“Baby I never felt better.”

As your hands drew his mouth onto yours, you curled a leg over his and began to stroke it up and down, enjoying the way it made him sigh into you and shiver.
He snaked a hand over your thighs with a touch so delicate you thought you would melt, and your tongue danced with his inside your mouths. Then you sucked on his, taking him by surprise, moving your mouth back and forth simulating the movements you hoped your bodies would be making later. His hands dug into you, and you gasped with a raw desire, thrusting your pelvis against his hard, eager erection.
“Amy.”
He looked at you longingly and then began to slowly lick and kiss across your jaw line, down to your neck, where he softly suckled on your hot skin making you scratch your nails into his back lightly. You knew there would probably be a mark in the morning but you didn’t care. Then he moved down onto your chest, before tormenting your breasts with the warm wetness emanating from his mouth. Time after time you were amazed at the way he was making you feel. No man had ever kissed you so movingly before or awakened such a passion and sense of desire in you. Everything this man did sent your head spinning and your body marvelling at the sensuousness he was awakening in you.
With your hands in his hair you urged him nearer to your nipples which were now aching in anticipation and you kissed the top of his head and inhaled the masculine scent radiating from his warm body.
“Oh James.”
“Ssshhhhh baby,” James sighed over your breasts, “we have all night.”
Then your right nipple was being sucked deeply into his mouth, with his teeth tormenting it as they bit lightly and his tongue teasingly flicked over it. You arched yourself and pulled him down harder onto you thinking that you would not be able to stand this sweet agony for much longer. His mouth then took part of your breast and sucked on that too.
“Oh fuck!” you exclaimed. “James you’re driving me mad, I want you so much!”
He merely looked up at you and continued to suck on your breast, and the sight of him with satisfaction and desire written clearly over his face as he watched you watching him, made you quiver from head to toe.

His hands moved over your stomach and upwards over your skin until he took his mouth away from your right breast and watched you intently as his hands kneaded the flesh of each of your breasts. Though his hands were being quite rough with you, all you were aware of was a deep sensation of pleasure, a yearning so intense it was making you dizzy. A heatwave of pleasure was spreading through you with an extreme need for release. Yet at the same time it was so beautiful you wanted it to last forever.
You played with the skin of his buttocks with one hand as the other moved between you and caressed his hard cock, and his mouth licked and kissed across your midriff. Slowly you moved your hand over him, glorying at the moans, which emanated from his mouth, which you could see, was contorted with lust. A sense of power at the satisfaction your hand was obviously giving gave you a strength that made you smile and you increased the pace and pressure, happy that you could make him feel so good. You had never had a man react like this to your touch before. He increased the weight of his hands on your breasts, and they were becoming red. Not with pain though, but wanting, needing. His touch was something you inherently needed. Without his touch it seemed like a part of you was missing. Somehow that realisation didn’t frighten you. Instead it made you more responsive and gave you the ability to say what you wanted, something you’d never been able to do before, ever.

“James, I want… to feel your… tongue over me,” you gasped breathlessly.
“Over you where…?” His breathing was ragged and his eyes willed you to say the words to him as he kissed your stomach.
You gazed at him and smiled, loving the way he was himself looking at you.
“Over my pussy, James. I want to feel you.”
“I thought you’d never ask!” he winked and then you felt him.
His tongue flicking over your clit, which was hotter and harder than you had ever known, or imagined was possible. You moved your legs apart a little further for him and he winked at you as you did so. That wink intensified the wave running over you.
“Don’t do that,” you sighed in mock horror. “I’m close to the edge as it is!”
“Do what?” he winked at you with what you could swear was a smile.
“Exactly!” and you pushed his tongue down harder onto you with your hands.
His hands moved under your buttocks, holding you to his eager mouth and even more eager tongue, as he began to suck on your lips.
“Open yourself for me Amy,” he moaned breathlessly against you.
“Yes.”
Your hands moved down and parted your own lips, and you watched as he tenderly smiled at you then proceeded to lick up and down your opening, tasting your juices and nibbling on your inner lips. Your head pushed back into the bed and you closed your eyes as you felt him licking and kissing your most intimate place.

You moaned out loud as his tongue entered you and moved in and out, lapping at you and your leg muscles began to twitch as your orgasm drew ever nearer. You moved a hand over your clit, ready to stroke it to a climax but a strong hand intercepted you.
A deep, rasping said, ”let me babe,” and you felt James’ tongue circling your clit, making you buck into his mouth as the heat intensified.
He sucked you deep in his mouth, flicking your nub with his tongue and your hands dug into his hair as you began to sigh as the heat reached it’s pinnacle and you could no longer hold back your release.
“James!” you cried out loud as your body shook and your orgasm hit.
He continued to suck and lick you until he felt your body relax under his touch. Then he gave you tiny kisses around the top of your thighs and back up to your throat, before taking your mouth with his, and you sighed again, as you tasted yourself from his tongue.
His arms were under your back, holding you close to him as yours held his buttocks into you. He continued to kiss you until your breathing steadied and then broke away from the kiss to look at you.
“You ok, hon?”
“Hmm,” you smiled. “Better than ok, thank you!”

You brushed your lips against his forehead and the nails of your left hand ran down over his spine, as your other hand found his hard cock again and began to stroke him, your thumb moving over the head which was wet with his pre cum.
“You do that and I am not gonna last for much longer, Amy,” he groaned with a voice full of longing, and his brown eyes burning with a lust and desire that told you he wanted to make you happier than you already were as his hands reluctantly moved your away.
“And that’s a problem why?” You let your lips and tongue wander across his own lips and smiled as you saw the wetness glisten.
“Because,” he sighed deeply, ”this is about me loving you.”
In shock you stared at him, convinced you had misunderstood, but he merely smiled back at you.
“You must know?”
Again that wink.
“Why do you think I came here? Said what I did to Rachel?”
All you could do was shake your head dumbly.
“I think I love you Amy! I have never felt like this before, and no, that’s not just a line!” He kissed you sweetly but soon withdrew. “Remember what I said about not doing one night stands?”
You nodded inanely.
“Well that also includes the fact that I’ve never slept with anyone I fancied on a first night cos I’ve always waited to know if I felt the same the next time we met. The way you make me burn I know I will!”
“James you’re mad,” you smiled.
“Nope,” he said confidently, “ I’m right. I know I am. This is special and you know it! I can tell by the way you’ve been with me since we met. How we’ve been with each other.”
“Oh, James, “ you moaned as your hand again moved down to caress him.
“Umm,” he sighed as his hard cock throbbed in your hand. “That feels so damned hot.”
“I should hope so!” and you winked at him.
“Don’t do that!” he smirked.
“What?” You asked innocently.
“You know exactly what and why!”
He pretended to be mad with you and then smiled,” now I know what you meant!”

Your lips met in a frenzy of passion and urgency. Hands clinging to each other’s bodies and your sighs and groans being vocalised louder than anticipated, as you both gave in to your inner most desires and then his strong arms turned you so that you were above him, gazing into his eyes.
“I think you may have to take control, what with the knee and all,” he sighed thickly.
You smiled, heady on the sexy way he was making you feel.
“I think I can cope,” came the husky whisper from your lips. “If you can!”
His fingers grazed your face so softly that you could only just feel them, as he whispered,” I’m sure I can’t!”
“Can I take you in my mouth and kiss you?”
“Oh fuck!” James groaned.
You smiled. His response was intoxicating and indicated you had control over him.
“I wanna…cum …in you, and not … your mouth if.. I…if I can,” he murmured.

You held his hard erection in your hand and watched his face as you slowly slid your wetness onto him, little by little and you knew that James was entirely mesmerised by you. He filled you completely and it was oh so right for you both.
James hands held your hips and dug into the soft flesh but he made no moves to dictate speed or depth of thrust to you. With your eyes locked onto each other, your needs were transparent as you moved up and down him. The smile he gave let you know you were making him feel good and you began to thrust deeper and harder, as your body moved and arched back, feeling the heat build and increase the need for your own release.
Your fingertips played with his stiff, red nipples and his muscles rippled under your touch as he moaned and sighed ever louder. His eyes rolled back and the he closed them as he became overwhelmed by what his body was experiencing, and you knew he would cum soon.
“Watch me James,” you sighed heavy with desire. “I want you to look at me as you cum!”
“Fuck!”

You slowed the tempo of your thrusts but as your body shifted position each became deeper and more intense than the one before. A smile of satisfaction moved over your face as his muscles began to twitch and tense, letting you know his orgasm was imminent. He moved his right thumb over your clit and began to stroke you slowly but firmly, and your own wave was rising. It was evident from the expression on his face that James was holding back his own orgasm until you were ready to cum, and he continued to stroke you.
“Oh yes James!”
The speed of your arousal took you by surprise and you thrust harder than you knew you could, wanting James to join you.
“Amy!” he yelled as he spilled into you.
The hotness inside you combined with the intense hotness from your clit made your second orgasm hit and your body shook violently over James making him smile with contentment at seeing you becoming lost in the whirl of overwhelming emotion which hit you.

You collapsed on to his strong chest, hearing his breathing and loving the feeling of his chest rising and falling against your cheeks as you fought to bring your own breathing under control.
Tenderly he moved some of your wet; sweat soaked hair from around your face, and kissed the top of your head, as his arms held you to him warmly. For a long time neither of you moved but merely sighed and moaned as you both recovered. You felt weak, but contentedly so, and adored the way he felt against you. Tenderly you kissed him along his collarbone, letting your tongue taste his sweat, finding it headily erotic and musky.
“Not so soon!” He laughed and you glared at him with mock frustration, before kissing him warmly.
“James!” you laughed, “even I’m not that unrealistic!”
You moved so he was no longer inside you and curled up alongside him, smiling to yourself as his arms held you alongside his torso, his breath warm on your damp hair.
“I hope your not gonna go back to your own bed now, darling,” came the soft whisper as he tilted your face upwards to look at you.
“Well,” you replied mockingly, “I would hate to roll onto your leg and hurt you!”
“I’m willing to risk it if you are!” he smirked wickedly.
You pretended to be shocked.
“Besides which I think those painkillers will have kicked in, don’t you?” and he kissed you fleetingly on your swollen lips.
“Well Tylex are good,” you muttered and he laughed making you feel perplexed.
“Oh sweetheart, I was thinking more along the lines of those, what are they now?” and he pretended to grapple for the words before exclaiming, “endorphins!”
“Dolphins?” You laughed pinching his cheeks lovingly.
“You know what I said!” he smiled as a hand tapped your backside without pain.
“Now, now!”
“I believe that making love produces them, along with other things,” his eyes gazed at you with what could only be described as love.
“Umm,” you sighed as an arm rested over his chest.
“Hey now,” and briefly he moved you, but only to cover you with the bedding which was now in a state of disarray.
You sighed as you snuggled up against him again, loving the way he made you feel safe and warm. Realising that you always wanted to feel this way.
“Sleep well sexy.”
“If I must,” you giggled.
“Hell I need to if you don’t!” and he gave you a warm kiss as his arms enveloped you even more.
You remember the comfort of him before you fell asleep.

Part 4

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