My inner goddess has stopped dancing and is staring too,
mouth open and drooling slightly. His erection tamed,
but still substantial… wow.
“Keep your hands up here, don’t move them, understand?”
“I won’t move my hands.”
“I’m going to kiss you all over, Miss Steele,”
My body leaps to attention… everywhere.
My recent bath experience has made my skin hyper-sensitive.
My heated blood pools low in my belly,
between my legs, right down there.
His hands run down my body and over my breasts
as he reaches the dip at the base of my neck with his lips.
He swirls the tip of his nose around it
then begins a very leisurely cruise with his mouth,
heading south, following the path of his hands,
down my sternum to my breasts.
Each one is kissed and nipped gently
and my nipples tenderly sucked.
Holy crap. My hips start swaying and moving of their own accord,
grinding to the rhythm of his mouth on me.
“Hmm. You are so sweet, Miss Steele.”
His nose glides along the line
between my belly and my pubic hair,
biting me gently, teasing me with his tongue.
Holy shit. He grabs my left foot, bends my knee,
and brings my foot up to his mouth.