Softly, softly... your hands stroked my cheek and a finger caressed the soft skin on my neck, behind my ear.
My eyes are closed and I hear only the rise and fall of our chests; breathing... in time... out of time... in time again... two breaths of mine for one of yours.
One finger trails down my neck to the hollow at its base and rests. I sigh... my mind following your finger's movement, savoring every sensation... is brought to a stop as you pause... Haltingly, your finger moves again, down, down between my breasts.
I feel the faintest touch of the tip of your tongue in my belly-button and my skin prickles. My nipples pucker and harden... I inch closer, my body seeking the warmth of your tongue. But any movement of mine is pointless. If I dare move towards you in longing you will stop and pull away and I will moan with thwarted desire. I Must be still, be still, be still.
After a few more seconds of quivering you touch me again and my breath catches in my throat.
"Again," I think... forbidden to speak.
"Kiss me again"...
But this time it is just your finger... circling my nipple, one then the other. They shrink even further, sensitive to your touch, aching for the warmth of your mouth.
The lightest pressure applied to my areolae tickles and I smile... but soon my skin, the softest, softest of my skin begins to burn at your touch and I squirm ever so softly, both in pleasure and in pain and I am desperate. Desperate for relief.
Your tongue, your lips suck at my nipples, your teeth graze and softly bruise them. I am hot and wet and my breasts feel like they are on fire.
My body shudders and I panic, knowing I am close to climaxing but you hold me firmly, still sucking and caressing me with your tongue and fingertips until my head rolls back and a moan escapes my lips. The fire engulfs my body and I can no longer stand. My knees buckle and I topple forwards into your arms.
Everything throbs and pulses. My body twitches, is outside of my command.
But you are here and you hold me while I recover, you stroke my hair and kiss my face as my body slowly calms down.
Minutes pass and all I can hear again is our breathing, slower now, breathing in time.
For the first time I open my eyes and see your smile, your dancing eyes, amused.
"Shhh," he cautioned.
"Be still, be silent. Sleep."
I smile at my beautiful lover and raise my eyebrow.
"Now is not the time for sleep, my love." I said, and kissed him sweetly, pushing him back down onto the bead. I can feel the heat of his erection against my torso and I wriggle down his body, kissing my way past his belly button to the warmth below.
"After all, the night has only just begun!"
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