Laying on the floor, still sweaty from our earlier session, he propped himself up on one arm, a sly grin on his face and looked at me, with a renewed passion in his eyes. Looking me up and down, still in my bra, panties and sexy heels, he smiled and reached out to touch me. He caressed my arm, causing the tiny hairs to stand on end, before moving downwards and tracing the outline of my eagerly awaiting body.
"Now, let's get you out of these silly things" he said before getting to his knees and slowly undressing me. He expertly unhooked my bra from behind with one hand while the other hand grasped the back of my head and pulled me up into a full passionate kiss, his tongue probing deeper and deeper down my throat. My breasts heaved at their newly found freedom and the cool air, and along with the passionate kiss, my nipples harden to a pleasurable point of near pain.
Breaking free from the kiss, my lips swollen and pulsing, he lays my head back down on the floor, his hands and mouth now wanting to concentrate on the rest of me. Moving down my neck, biting me where he knows I want it, I shiver and groan, rubbing my thighs together in pleasure, the goosebumps on my skin send thrills through my body. I raise my hands up to grasp my breasts, but he takes them and holds them down over my head, not wanting me to touch. The sensations are all going to come from him. I can barely contain my arousal.
Licking now, down my chest, he pauses at my breasts and takes one of the nipples gently in his mouth, tasting it, licking the firm bud. Then harder now, he takes it all in his mouth, roughly, teeth gnawing on my skin, then moving to the other side to do the same. I moan and arch my back, willing them further into his mouth, loving the warmth of his tongue and lips on my skin. I want to badly to run my hands over my body and touch the pulsing going on between my legs, yet he refuses still to release my hands. Finding my silk scarf on the bed, he gently ties my hands together over my head, giving himself all his appendages to pleasure me. The silk is soft on my wrists.
Making his way down my body, I can feel the stubble from his unshaven face against my skin. What a sensation. I look down and watch him holding my waist, kissing and licking my stomach, tongue in and out of my bellybutton and then pausing to kiss and lick the birthmark on my right hip. It has no extra sensitivity, that small brown patch of skin, but watching my lover kiss and lick it causes me to moan heavier, closing my eyes to take in the sensation even further.
I feel my panties being coaxed off with his fingers, and wait, are those his teeth grabbing them from the front? Wow, that's hot, I think to myself. Free now of clothing, I feel liberated. I notice that my lover has chosen to leave my sexy heels on. I am totally loving that fact.