After A Long DayAfter A Long Day

It’s pretty easy to tell he approves, the way his fingers tease and caress me. I arch my back and back up into him, feeling him harden up against me. With that, the butterflies begin to stir up a fuss down below.

I flash him an inviting smile, turning to take him in my hand, and already I can’t wrap one hand fully around him alone. This is going to need two hands to get squeaky clean, just so we can get it dirty all over again.

His hands continue slowly to explore my soft, slippery nakedness and all I can think now is that there’s somewhere else similar I’d like to visit with him, but for now that suggestion remains firmly on the tip of my tongue as I lower to one knee and offer him one wordless hint. It isn’t long before he’s drawing in long hissing breaths.

God I love the taste of him…

We towel off quickly and head through the hot evening naked and damp into the bedroom where he picks me up and places me down gently before joining me in a long and playful kiss.

He nibbles at my lips, meets my tongue with his own in deep languid strokes and holds me close and snug, one free hand latching gently onto a breast and kneading me into hopeless putty.