Time to move things to the bed at last!
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Lexi's slender body was tight against mine as we knelt in front of the window. Over her shoulder, I could see the Charles River and lines of cars headed along the roads on either side. Closer to hand, I could see her pale, smooth skin glowing in the reflected city lights. Her hair had started to come loose from her earlier arrangement, and a few tendrils hung down enchantingly along her neck. I worked around them as I bent my head down to kiss along her shoulder and up to her ear-she tipped her head back and purred encouragingly as my lips wandered along her delicate skin. My hands, meanwhile, were tracing the taut curves of her hips and waist.
"Hey-" she said softly, drawing back to disengage my lips. "You know what?"
"What?" I asked, looking into her shadowy blue eyes.
"You are wearing entirely too many clothes right now!"
With an imperious tug, she grabbed my hand and rose smoothly to her feet, drawing me with her. I crossed my arms between us and pulled the hem of my sweater up and over my head, tossing it to one side. Lexi stepped forward so that her firm belly was nudging my erection and began to unbutton my shirt.
My hands continued to explore her back, shoulders, waist, and hips as she worked silently to undress me. I took the opportunity to kick off my shoes without interfering with her actions. When my shirt was open, she pushed it back off my shoulders, drawing my arms away from her behind me. Quickly I shook it off and let it fall to the floor, bringing my arms back to hold her tightly against me. She nestled her cheek against my chest for a moment, and I felt her hands skimming lightly up and down my back.
"You feel so nice and warm!" she murmured against me.
"So do you," I assured her.
"You're still wearing too many clothes, though!" she added. Her hands moved off my back and slipped between us. With a few quick moves, she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and lowered the zipper. My cock was rigidly erect, standing vertically to poke out the waistband of my boxers, but she ignored it for the moment. Instead, Lexi sank to one knee, drawing my pants down as I had done for her while I steadied myself on her shoulder. I lifted one foot and then the other to step out of them and they joined the growing pile beside the window.
Smiling seductively, Lexi stood up again and I felt the full length of her delightful body against mine for the first time. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and bumped herself quite intentionally against my trapped erection. Her face tilted up and we kissed again, both savoring the heightened sensation of skin on skin.
"That's better!" she mumbled against my lips. "Now we're even!"
I sucked her lower lip into my mouth for just a moment, bit it lightly, and then let it go.
"Not exactly!" I told her.
My hands went immediately to her back and with the deftness of long practice, I unsnapped her bra. She grinned in response and leaned her upper body back a little bit. There is something utterly bewitching about watching a woman curve her shoulders in to let her bra slip down her arms-I can't explain it, but the vulnerable pose, the sensuality of emerging pale skin, and the sudden exposure of both nipples is always arousing to me. My heart pounded as Lexi went through the process. She looked so young and beautiful in my arms, and her breasts were no exception-they were not large, but firm and full and capped with small areolae and tiny, tight nipples. The bra fell to the floor and Lexi looked up somewhat shyly.
I pulled her arms back up to my shoulders and hugged her tightly, mashing her breasts between us. My whole body shivered with pleasure as I felt her nipples drag against my chest hair. Lexi squeezed me right back, savoring the new and intimate contact.
"Now we're even," I whispered in her ear.
Her smile returned full force, and she looked up at me again.
"I want to see all of you!" she said throatily.
"I can do that!" I said with a smile. I bent slightly and lifted my lovely former student into my arms and turned away from the window. She held on as I turned away from the window and carried her toward the bed. With one hand, I flung the covers down and then set her gently on the crisp white sheets. She settled back happily, drawing her knees up to her chest.