The man standing in the doorway gazed across the room to the woman lounging comfortably before him on the bed. Dressed in an ankle-length skirt and long-sleeved blouse, the woman tilted her head to the side and gave him a seductive smile.
"I didn't think you would come, Darien," she commented with a smirk. "After all, it has been quite some time since you've seen me." The woman shifted on the bed, adjusting the skirt slightly to reveal more of her leg. Beneath her, the comforter rustled softly as she moved. Darien returned the smile and pushed himself from the doorway of the bedroom.
"All things considered, Cara, I was surprised you would even invite me into your bed after the way things ended between us." He approached the bed, looking hungrily at the bit of thigh peeking through the side slit in his former lover's skirt. Darien leaned one knee onto the edge of the bed, slowly reaching out to brush his hand against the leg he desired. Before he could make contact, however, Cara teasingly pulled back. Undeterred, Darien leaned forward farther and quickly captured her leg, smiling inwardly as she gasped at his rough touch. His hand began at Cara's ankle, languidly stroking his way along her leg, up her thigh and over her knee until his hand found it's way under her skirt. As Darien's hand slipped under the waistband of Cara's undergarments, he ducked his head to plant a kiss on her neck. Under his lips, he felt her sigh contentedly.
Darien pulled back, slipping off of the bed and extending his hand towards Cara. She stared at it a moment, considering the offer, before smiling and accepting his hand. Once Cara was standing before him, Darien reached forward to unfasten her blouse, kissing the freshly bared skin as each button was undone. Pulling back the fabric of her blouse, he stopped to gape at her choice of lingerie.
"I definitely don't recall you wearing anything so alluring when we were together," Darien commented with a smile.
"Well," Cara returned a bit miffed, "I don't remember you being so cavalier either."
Fighting back a snort, Darien pushed the blouse from Cara's shoulders, letting it billow down softly to the floor behind her feet. He watched her bite her lower lip and close her eyes in anticipation before bending forward to kiss the soft skin above her bra. Holding her arms firmly in his grasp, Darien began to kiss a trail up Cara's body until he reached the divot in her chin. Adjusting his head slightly downward, he flicked out his tongue and lightly ran the tip around her bottom lip. He moved his arms down to Cara's narrow waist as the kiss between them deepened, pulling her comforting warm body close. Exhaling in pleasure, Darien pushed the growing bulge in his pants against Cara's soft body. Suddenly, he pulled back, brows furrowing in thought.
"Won't your new boyfriend be angry with you if he finds out?"
Cara pressed her index finger against his lips, shaking her head. "I don't want to think about anyone except you right now."
Darien nodded his head, then turned his attention towards the lower half of her body. His hands moved to the back of her long black skirt, quickly tugging down the zipper before pushing it over her hips with a wolfish grin. Cara stepped out of the skirt once it had finished pooling around her ankles, leaving it behind to join the discarded blouse. Darien stared down at Cara's near naked body in delight. While she had always been attractive, she had grown even more svelte since when they had first met.
"Do you want me to keep my shoes on?" she whispered, her voice bringing Darien to the present. "Just like when we were together?"
He cleared his throat and looked down to Cara's black high-heeled shoes. "Yes, I think that I would like that very much," Darien agreed.
Now that the issue of Cara's footwear had been discussed, Darien moved his attention to her breasts, gently cupping them in his hands and rubbing his thumbs over the fabric of Cara's bra. Too absorbed in his activities to look up, Darien distantly heard her gasp as he gradually increased the pressure of his thumbs against her sensitive nipples. Quickly becoming more excited by her aroused sounds, he pushed her gently back onto the bed.
"Lay back on the pillows," Darien ordered, nodding towards the head of her bed. Excited by the change in position, Cara obediently situated herself as he had commanded.
Darien once more returned to her breasts, lavishing kisses over her skin and occasionally drifting to her nipples. After a few moments, he turned his head to rub his cheek against her chest, his stubble catching occasionally on her smooth skin. Moving below Cara's breasts, Darien trailed his tongue down her abdomen, pausing to run the tip around her navel. He stopped once he reached the waistband of her panties and looked up, observing her aroused disposition and labored breathing. Slowly, he bent forward to kiss the apex between her legs. Immediately, a moan escaped Cara's lips and she pressed her head back into the pillow. Darien pushed aside the fabric between her legs then extended his tongue to run over her small and throbbing nub. Above, he could hear her moan as the strokes of his tongues increased. Darien waited until her breathing came hard and fast before he sat back abruptly. Cara looked down in surprise, clearly disappointed that he had stopped at such a crucial moment. Darien stood from the bed and pointed at the edge of the mattress.
