I was lying down, somewhere between asleep and awake, waiting for you to come to bed. We’d kissed before, and kissed often, but there was an x factor present tonight that took my breath away. I knew you loved me and you constantly found ways to show and tell me so, but physical intimacy just hadn’t happened yet. But tonight, it seemed, something had changed. Your hands slowly started to explore my body, from where they had been residing at my hip and nape respectively, the fabric of my nightgown causing delicious friction. I felt the article of clothing gradually being lifted off of me, and your fingertips skittered over my warm flesh as you gently pressed me down onto the center of the bed.

My turn, covering your lips, cheeks, neck and collarbone with kisses, licks, and little bites. Slinking down your now quivering body, I breathed cool air over your attentive nipples, flicking them gently with my tongue. And oh your reaction was perfect. A low gasp, then a harsh arch of your back, followed by your hands in my hair encouraged me to continue. I smiled against your skin, before biting them gently, and sucking softly. You very nearly moaned at that, and then lightly pushed me back down, reasserting your position. I didn’t mind, I loved it when you get authoritative with me. You slowly started to massage the aching apex of my sex, and I moaned softly, rocking my hips against you. Agonizingly slowly, you built up speed, friction, and pressure and I’d have exploded right then and there if not for the fact that we both wanted things to last far longer than that.

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