“You don’t want?”, he smiles, but he continues opening the front of my shirt, just enough to show my shoulders and collarbones.
“I just wanted some cuddling”, I admit. “But I’m not going to complain”, I add, delighted at his bravery. I love how he dares to get one step further each time. It makes the prize worth fighting for.
I moan at his touch and I get my hands under his shirt too, caressing his back and following lovingly the lines of his scars while softly kissing his shoulders. Kyle groans of approval. He strokes my back a bit rushed now, and his voice gets husky when he sink his head in my neck and whispers: “I love your scent…”.
Then he bows gently and continues kissing my collarbone. Suddenly the room is too hot, because I’m sweating, and I feel I could go to the end of the world as long as he is by my side. I rub his back nervously and I feel the impulse to grab his butt. So I do.
He shocks a bit when I do that, but he just smiles and pushes me over the bed, kissing my ears, and slowly follows the line of my jaw to continue by my neck and shoulders. Half guessing, half wishing the path of his kisses, I start unbuttoning the rest of my shirt with one hand while I lead his head down with the other, hoping he'll stop where I want him to stop. I hear his breath getting faster and I guess mine is too. He goes all the way down from my cleavage to my stomach, kissing it hungrily and licking a bit, while he strokes my back's skin. I arch my back in response, almost without noticing it. I can hear myself pant, and I grab his hips, forcing his body to get closer to mine.
He doens't want to loose the lead, so he takes my hands and hold them, not letting me move anymore, while he goes back to kiss my lips. I find it so exciting I grab his hips with my legs, caging him. “Now who's prisoner of whom?”, I ask huskily between two kisses, while swinging my hips to make his body even closer.
He smiles wickedly and releases my hands, just to grip round my waist and take me up to hug me and kiss my eyes. I continue holding his hips with my legs, and I hug him back enjoying the kisses. I have the feeling he's on playful mood, so I lick the point of his nose and I hear him chuckle.
He kisses my lips again, slowly, taking his time, while he strokes my waist up, and gently breaths at my ear, whispering “Do you like this, my love?” .
Then he pulls down his head, leaves my lips and goes down to my chest, where he starts kissing my breasts, sinking his head there and making me feel warm with his breath. At first his hair tickles my neck and it makes me giggle, but the feeling of his lips and his tongue licking my chest makes me lean my head back and I just can moan “Don't stop...”
I try to hold his head close, not to let him away, while stroking his hair and touching his ears softly.
"Oh, oh, easy, love...". He fakes an angry voice, but he chuckles while kissing, licking, and gently bitting. I feel his head raising a bit, as if wanting to see my reaction, but I just bite my lips not to groan and hold his head tighter. He grasps my breast and grins.
"You need release your mind a bit, enjoy it"
And he presses it softly, sending flashes of pleasure all through my body, and making me stick my nails on his back. I feel my face burning, I'm sweating, and I can't say a single word to save my life. He takes advantage of it and rubs my leg, my waist, my butt. He backs a bit, his face is red but this time it's out of excitement too. He gets down and kisses under my stomach again.
I think it's the moment to strike back, so I push his head back and, taking a deep breath, I slid my hand under his pants. I start caressing softly his hips under the fabric, but slowly I move my fingers towards his crotch, which I feel full and hot behind the trousers.
Kyle trembles slightly and groans. He tries to keep his breath at a normal pace, but fails.
"Danger.... you're too... dangerous, love", and he kisses me rushedly, while caressing the lower part of my body.
I look at him and smile, while licking my lips: "I like danger, my love", and I get down to kiss his neck, while my hand digs deeper into his pants, caressing softly what I find there. "But I can stop if you want", I adds, feeling a bit mischievous, while I playfully lick under his chin.
He gasps in surprise and pleasure, and mumbles huskily:"oh! Bad kitty wants to stop, huh!!", and skims his hands softly over my belly, while reaching to nibble my earlobe with his mouth.
"Who said I wanted to stop?”, I whisper, and my voice sounds subdued. “We have all the time in the world, my love... I'm not in a hurry", I add, almost choking. And I get my head down and kiss his chest, stopping a bit in his nipples where I lick and bite while my hand continues touching and tickling special parts into his pants.
I feel him trembling and groaning again, while he threads his fingers into my red hair. holding my mouth in place on his nipple. Then his hands move over my back and cup my butt, kneading.
I smile and push him back over the bed, being now the one who is over him. I continue caressing with my hand into his pants while following the shape of his muscles with my tongue.
“Whoa, slow down, Mari!!”. He is breathing in short pants, and I feel a bit proud of myself . He strokes my hair and his hand reaches my own pants. When I feel it, I stop a bit. I'm sweating and I feel all my hair over my face. And I only want one thing.
"Are you sure you want to wait until we're married?"
I lean down over him and bite softly his ear lobe, breathing over his ear. I know I'm cheating, but he can't stop just here.
Then he whispers at my ear: “To do it. Yeah. But you won't worry about it once I finish with you tonight”...
And I realize where his fingers are now, and what he's starting to do with them... and my doubts about my own sexuality, about my love for him, about anything, disappear, while I just forget about everything...
