We laughed and I climbed on top of his naked body, straddling his waist and leaning down to kiss his sweet lips. My breasts pressed against his chest. Skin to skin. It felt so good. He put his arms around me and pulled me to him as I kissed his neck softly in the way he likes. I've never known any man to love kisses like he does.
As if a door were opened, He clutched my hips and I continued to kiss him. His neck, his face, his bare shoulders, down his chest and back up. His skin is so cool to my lips and tastes so sweet and salty at the same time. He isn't reluctant, but yet it takes a minute to realize what is happening and soon it goes from innocent kisses to harder, deeper, more passionate ones. His hands tighten their hold on my hips.
In my movement of kissing his entire upper body, our lower bodies rub against each other and I can feel his semi-erect dick grown harder against my wetness. I don't want to take it further than sweet kisses. The most passion we've shown yet. The seconds pass into hours as we continue to hold each other tightly, kissing over and over. He grasps my face to kiss me so deeply. His tongue sliding into my mouth, ever so softly. I gasp as he's never touched me like this before and I kiss him back just as deeply.
Hands still holding onto the sides of my face, he licks my lips and makes me shudder. Yes, I desire him. He is the only man to make me reach such climactic heights. Heights I have never reached before and most likely never will again. Our lips touch. Eyes closed. Deeper and deeper until a small moan escapes my lips. This brings him harder to me and I can feel myself growing so much wetter.
My lips move faster now, down his neck over his chest. Kissing each nipple and letting my tongue flicker over them, I feel his hands heighten on my hips again.
He told me once that he likes my ass, but I know how much more than that he likes my hips. To grab them, and to use in pulling me closer. Many a time when he is on top of me he pulls my hips, lodging himself deep into me and holding them firmly in the place he wants them.
But tonight, tonight he was more aggressive than ever and I found the erotica of it turning me on that much more. I grew wetter still until I began to feel myself sliding my wet lips over his hard cock. I wouldn't put him inside me just yet. No, I wanted it to build more and more. I wanted him to tell me.
His tongue continued to slide over my lips and into my waiting mouth. We kissed deeper than ever. I couldn't wait.
