I feel you tense a little as I whisper in your ear.
I gently squeeze your hands in mine and I can feel you relax again, you give my hands a little squeeze, releasing one of my hands, your fingers slowly tracing over my palm, fingers and away from my hand as you step past me, leading me off down your hall.
Walking behind you, smiling to myself, your skirt still bunched up around your waste.
My eyes fixed on the perfect bum wiggling in front of me, I know that you know exactly where my eyes will be fixated on, so much so I nearly walk into the back of you when you stop at the last door in the hall, but I save myself, taking a deep breath, watching as you open the door and lead me in to your bedroom by the hand.
We get halfway across room towards your bed, when you stop. You hand going limp in mine, your head fixed forwards but I can sense the sudden doubt on your face. I release your hand, walk back to close the door, walking back over the room towards you, I undo the remaining buttons on my shirt, you haven't moved, still standing in the same spot.
I place one hand on your shoulder, the other brushing your dark hair to the side, leaning forward to gently kiss the back of your neck. That does the trick, a cute little sigh escaping your lips, your hands reaching behind you to find my hips, holding me as you push your hips back, rubbing your bum against me, my turn to sigh as I continue to lightly kiss, suck and lick your neck, up to quickly suck your earlobe. Your fingers squeezing my hips in response.
Kissing along your jawline, my hand in your hair gently pulling back, tilting your head back as my mouth travels up from your jaw, my lips finding yours, no nerves for either of us now, my tongue pushing past your lips into your mouth, our lips locked, tongues dancing, both of us softly whimpering as we kiss.
Moving my hand from your shoulders, then down over your arms to encircle your body, one hand above the other on your stomach.
Your hips automatically pushing back into me as your body responds to the touch of my hands on your stomach.
I don't know how it's possible but we both manage to smile as we continue our kiss.
Fingertips pulling at the material of your blouse, tugging it out of your bunched up skirt, my fingers immediately finding the bottom button, undoing each button as my hands move upwards, our kiss deepening, your hips circling, pushing back against me.
Purposely pulling the material of your blouse outwards so I avoid touching your breasts as I undo the buttons that hold the blouse over your breasts.
Not touching you, but you still sigh as we kiss, chest pushing outwards.
Reaching the last button, I undo it. Reluctantly breaking our kiss, my hands on the collar of your blouse as I step back, slowly lowering it down your arms.
You take your hands from my hips to allow me to remove the blouse, looking around, I spot a chair just to my side, folding your blouse and placing it on the chair.
Stepping closer to you once more, kissing your shoulder, my hands between us, to the clasp on your bra... I'm fiddling, fiddling... I feel you wiggle as you giggle. I laugh 'what's happening, why can't I do it', my shaking hands still struggling.
You reach behind you and effortlessly undo the bra, much to my dismay.