I reach down and place another log into the centre of the crackling fire. Showers of glowing sparks sweep upwards, scattering across the night sky like dancing fireflies. Yellow flames wrap themselves tightly to its snarled form searching for somewhere to take hold. Heat slowly radiates out as we sit easily around the candlelit table. Wine glasses half empty as we gaze into the heart of the fire and watch ripples of light shimmy across the glowing embers.
I lean back into the throws and soft cushions and look across at you as she nestles easily against my chest. Her hand resting lazily on my thigh. We sip our wine as the conversation flows easily. Your head falls back a little as you laugh, the dancing flames casting small shadows across your upturned face. Your soft brown eyes reflect the glow from the blazing fire next to us.
She moves gently into me and raises her lips to meet mine. After a few seconds we break our kiss and I look across at you and smile, noticing that you had been watching us. Intently. You see me looking and briefly smile back. I raise my eyebrows just enough so that I know you have noticed then return my eager lips to hers.
As our lips part, she looks into my eyes and takes her fingers and slowly lowers the thin spaghetti strap on one side of her satin top until the delicate form of her breast is revealed. She rolls the tips of her fingers together bringing her deep pink nipple to attention. Her eyes are firmly closed. Her breathing slow and steady. I lower my head taking her gently into my mouth. My tongue encircling her swelling, lips pursed together, slowly squeezing the hard nub. I hear her moan softly as my teeth gently grip her swollen nipple.
Her fingers pull down the remaining strap of her top releasing her other breast to the night air. Her hand cups it, perfectly, as only she knows best. My tongue moves around her dark circle before flicking slowly across the central hardness. I feel her tremble as I gently pinch it between my teeth, nibbling and rolling the tip of my tongue against the sensitive end.
I open my eyes as I continue to suck on her nipple. She has hers closed with her head back exposing her neck in the glow of the firelight. I look across at you and our eyes fix. I see the interest, the flush in your cheeks. You watch as my tongue plays with her, flicking and swirling slowly around. Your eyes focused on my lips as they suckle. You gaze intently as her left hand caresses her free breast, watching her fingertips softly dance around her swollen centre. I watch as your tongue briefly sweeps across your lips in time with mine. You hesitate and question me with your eyes, holding me, watching for a reaction. I lower my gaze to where the swell beneath your top tantalises me. You look down briefly and a knowing smile flashes across your face. Your fingers slip to your top button and disappear inside as you start to release their hold. Each one is undone carefully until the fabric of your top lies loose, your simple black bra all that remains from revealing yourself to me.
I slowly draw her nipple away from her breast as you hold my gaze before I drop my eyes to where you hand conceals what lies beneath. I see your palm slowly smoothing round before you push yourself forward and slip your hands behind to quickly release the catch. I suck a little harder on her nipple as I look across at you, waiting for you to show yourself to me. I drop my eyes past your slightly parted lips, down your delicate neck to where your hands cover your breasts. I watch as you softly squeeze and caress them, tantalising me until eventually you slowly move them away. I gasp quietly at the sight of your beautiful curves. The subtle swell of your breasts enthralls me. My heart quickens as I watch you play with your nipples seeing them harden and stiffen to your touch. Your slender fingers dancing softly across your skin. I look back into your eyes and you smile. Still a little hesitant, unsure of where this will lead.