This is for you my dear... *kiss*
From Part 2
I look over at the mirror, and see us, I sigh, softly, as I feel your arms wrap around me once more. What an evening this has been and so much more to look forward to this weekend.
Part 3:
I don't remember falling asleep but when I woke, you had moved to my side, curled up with your back towards me. I watched you sleep for a time, the steady and rhythmic movement of your breathing, the little smile I could see reflected in the mirror. You looked content and satisfied, peaceful in your state of rest.
The fire downstairs was hot enough that, as the warm air moved up to the loft, neither one of us had moved to take a cover and pull it over us. The oil lamp on the side table was still burning so as my eyes adjusted I can see you in the mirror, the slight curve of your stomach, those wonderfully large, dark nipples and of course your beautiful face. What were you dreaming about that was causing you to smile?
I know just how I want to wake you this morning. I roll slowly onto my back, not wanting to disturb you, reach into the drawer of the other table next to the bed and take out one of the scarves that I had put there. It's silk and smells faintly of you as I pass it under my nose and breathe in your scent.
Taking it gently in one hand, I move to my knees beside you and slowly begin to slide the tip of up from your ankle, past your knee, across the side of your thigh, barely touching you as it drops down to the bed only to continue over your stomach just missing the underside of your breasts. I begin again at your feet and by the third trip of the scarf over your body you finally begin to stir. The only way I know is because of the sigh that escapes your lips. I know that sound well lover.
Are you awake yet?
I start back up your leg and this time I let more of the scarf drape over your skin while following the same slow path. I watch as you roll over, onto your back, the leg closest to me remaining bent, your arms move up over your head. The silk is so soft that I imagine it feels something like a feather as it passes over your skin, not quite between your legs but not missing the valley in between your breasts, under your chin and across your shoulders before I start from your feet again.
I open the scarf fully this time and watch the little shudders as the scarf covers and moves slowly up your legs, coming together between your legs and then covering your stomach and breasts before moving over your face. There is nothing quiet about the moan that I hear and I know that I have succeeded in waking you.
"Leave your hands where they are, lover, and don't open your eyes" I say and I watch your mouth move into a smile.
You know that you can trust me but, at the same time, you have no idea what I have in mind for you. I know you can feel the bed moving as I change my position to move in between your legs.
The tip of the scarf returns to your stomach, tracing slow circles over your skin. Every so often it finds its way across your breasts and I smile as I watch your nipples begin to harden. I bend my head to your breasts and suck the right nipple into my mouth, kneading it with my lips just like you have shown me you prefer, not too hard but enough that it causes you to squirm beneath me.
I feel your hips rub against my leg and I move quickly back a few inches, foiling you for the moment. Instead, I drape the scarf across your right leg and slowly move it up so that almost the whole length of it slides in between your lips and over your clit. A split second after the tip has left contact with you, my tongue takes its place
The tip of my tongue traces the length of your lips, circling around your clit. Each time I lick you, more of my tongue makes contact with you. God, lover, you are already so wet. I taste you, and I taste me from earlier tonight. I can't help but become more aggressive in my licking, my head moving faster from bottom to top.
