When I walked out of the washroom, he was already in bed, reading a book. The steam from the bath stuck to my skin and cooled quickly as the air hit me. I sat down at the dresser and brushed out my hair with one hand, holding up my towel with the other.
I heard a slight movement behind me and I looked up in the mirror. He was there, towering over me. I turned around and looked up.
He had a slight smile on his face. He stroked my cheek with his hand and leaned down to kiss me softly. I dropped the brush when he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
He held out a hand and I took it, and he led me to the bed. Despite my modesty, I let him take my towel and throw it across the room. He then held me at arm's length and looked me up and down, drinking in the sight of my naked body.
He moved closer and kissed me again, and I felt my body reacting to his. I arched against him and sighed into his lips. I heard him chuckle slightly and then I felt myself being swung through the air. I gasped and opened my eyes, only to realize that he had thrown me on the bed facedown. My long, dark hair tangled around my face and blocked my vision, so that before I knew what was happening he had straddled me from behind.
I turned and craned my neck to look at him. He was smiling, with a deep glint in his eyes. He leaned down and kissed the top of my spine, then drew his tongue down the length of my spine. I heard a shuddering sigh and realized that it had come from me. Abandoning myself to sensation, I let my face drop onto the coverlet. He grazed his teeth across my back and moved lower still, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of my behind. I gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, but as he did it again, I felt a surge of pleasure head directly south.
He continued his path of licking and nipping all the way down to my ankles, and then I felt the fabric of his breeches scrape against the backs of my legs. His chest grazed my back, and his hot breath tickled the back of my neck.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered hoarsely. I laughed softly and shook my head.
"Only to you."
"If only you knew, my love."
And then, he slipped two fingers inside of me and pushed gently. I let out a soft moan and buried my face into the pillows. He crooked his fingers inside me and pushed in and out, causing a breathless wave of ecstasy to float over me. I pushed back against him, willing him to go deeper.
He licked my neck sensually and flipped me over with one hand. His probing fingers disappeared, and left an emptiness that I couldn't bear to feel. I grabbed his hand and tried to push it back toward my sex, but he resisted.
"Not yet. That was just a taste."
I sighed in frustration, but it quickly turned to one of pleasure as his lips closed around my nipple. He swirled his tongue around the little bulb and gently nipped at it while he kneaded my other breast with his huge hands. Then he switched and repeated that on the other side.
The overflow of sensation had me dripping, and I felt my thighs getting slicker. Again, he slipped the delicious fingers in me and kissed his way down my stomach until his mouth was on my sex. He flicked his tongue over my clitoris and thrusted his fingers slowly in and out of me. I moaned again.
"Oh, God, don't stop," I said throatily. He chuckled and the vibrations from his voice sent a shudder through my sex. His licking sped up as I bucked my hips against his face, willing my orgasm to come. He reached up with his free hand and rolled my nipple around and around between his fingers. My groan was even louder this time, and I knew I was close.
It came out of nowhere. A burst of sensation hit me and my whole body seized up, shuddering and quaking against his mouth and hands. I felt myself tighten and release around his fingers and a series of breathless moans escaped me. He kept licking me until I had to push his head away, because I couldn't stand it.
He stopped slowly, withdrew his fingers and laid his head on my stomach. I was still panting and shaking from my orgasm, my eyelids fluttering. Suddenly, I felt his lips on mine, and his tongue probing my own. I responded eagerly, tangling my fingers in his hair and dragging my nails down his back.
