Lying in bed with you Master, after you have given me such pleasure, there is nothing that I want to do more than return the pleasure to you.
I compose myself and return the touch of your mouth to mine with renewed pressure. Slowly kissing you. Showing you my gratitude. Showing you my love. You lay on your back once more and I take my place beside you, stretching my taut body against yours.
My lips, moving softly and gently gliding along the rough line of your unshaven jaw, continue to caress your skin. When I reach your ear, I pause and whisper, "Thank you Master. Thank you for giving me pleasure. Master, I want to give you so much today."
A simple moan is all that you respond with, but that is more than I need at this moment.
My hand has slipped back to its place across your chest and my nails are once again working on your nipples. I love the way that they respond. Feeling them harden like little pebbles beneath my touch. I gently tweak one between my fingers and I hear your deep intake of breath. I take that as my cue and my mouth begins to descend along your neck, to your shoulder and across to your chest. I smile as I slowly lift my head slightly and let my tongue lash out across your right nipple. It has become so hard from my touch. It is as though it is stretching to meet my mouth, my response it to devour it. Licking and lashing at it with my lips and tongue. Suckling at it, milking it, tasting it. All the while, working the left hard nub with my fingers.
Pulling my legs up under me, I kneel at your side, leaning over and letting my hair caress your skin as my mouth moves from side to side, flicking and sucking each nipple over and over.
My fingers begin to wander again. Slowly working their way down to your stomach, drawing a line down the center of your body. Reaching your navel, my fingers reverse and move back up, only to return their descent once again. This time however, they go a little farther before returning on their trip up. Over and over, my fingers work at making that line a little longer with each path. They come so close to that hardened cock and then they pull away, returning up. This time however, when they begin their downward trail, they are joined on their journey, by my tongue. My lips, never leaving your skin, begin to burn the trail with heat.
You feel my breath nearing its target, the warm wetness of my mouth moving so close to your cock, teasing you. I know how much you want to get the release, yet you are holding back so hard, enjoying the pleasures that I provide you. I feel you move and shift beneath my touch. Your hands spread out on either side of you, gripping the sheets like you were being tortured. But yet, enjoying every moment that is being given.
My mouth moves toward your side. I lay my face along your hip as I change my position, and take my new place kneeling between your now spread legs. I lift my head and continue my journey.
