Night of Hot Pleasure
His hands reached out, slowly running down my bare back, tracing the curve of my spine, igniting a warmth that spread through every inch of me.
His touch was gentle yet firm, sending a thrill down my body that made me melt against him.
His mouth found its way to my shoulder, pressing soft kisses along my skin, each one making my breath catch. I closed my eyes, feeling his every move, the steady rhythm of his breathing, the way his hands explored, learning every line, every inch of me.
He lowered his mouth to my collarbone, and I felt my heartbeat quicken, his touch like electricity. My fingers traced along his shoulders, feeling the solid strength beneath my hands. In one fluid motion, I pulled him closer, my body instinctively responding, craving the warmth, the closeness.
He reached out, his fingers trailing down to my breasts. I moaned, when his fingers touched my nipples. My eyes clenched, breaths coming in gasps.
He ran his lips slowly, to my left breast, placing his lips against my nipple.
“Ahh, yes…” I threw my head back, my lower belly clenching, his lips sucked and licked my nipples, my eyes rolled.
I reached my hand towards his bare chest, my plam against his chest, moving to his own nipples where he moaned against mine, making my panties to become wetter by the minute.
"Do you want to be my toy tonight?"
I murmured the words as his lips left my nipples.
His hand pauses from its pattern of gentle caresses down my back and I make a low hum.
"Mmm, I'd like that," he admit. He pull himself up and out of your arms. He takes me by the hand, guiding me to me to my feet as well.
My face is a bright smile and brighter blush. I slide my hand over his shirt, feeling from his shoulder all the way down to his waist. Rowan is still, carefully waiting for what I'll do next. My fingers find the band of his jeans and I tug at them.
"Come on," I beckon. Turning to watch my own path, I guide him into the bedroom with a series of playful tugs.
By the bed, I stop and face him again. I'm flush and giddy from the daring that's giving me inspiration, but I hold on to my plan. I kiss him soft and slow, my hands moving across his shoulders to meet at his neck, caressing his nape as I hum against his lips.
I lean away, dragging my hands over his shirt again and making a little frown.
"Take off your clothes," I say softly, with another blush and a smile. I step back and watch as Rowan obeys. My eyes take in the show as he undresses for me. I don’t like dealing with clothes. They always seem to get in the way at some point. He takes his boxers off last, looking at me with a little smirk. We are standing there with him very much exposed while I'm still in my underwear.
I take a leisurely moment to ogle Rowan, biting my lip a little. He’s waiting again for instructions. As a toy should, really. It's an exciting idea—that he wants to let me have this control. To give me the lead and see what happens.
"Lie down on the bed." Rowan moves over to the bed, lying down. He settles until he’s comfortably positioned on his back. I consider how I want to proceed... I have a general goal, but the way of getting there is not specific.
"Hmm, put your hands behind your head." I continue undressing as Rowan puts his hands in their place. Now the show is his, for the moment.
With an unhurried pace, I slide my pants down and step out of them.
"Mm," he hums and sighs as he gets his turn to ogle me.
"There, that's better," I remark. I move close to the bed, right up against it without getting in. I’m very tempted to touch him... and I have the impression the feeling is mutual. Instead, I slide my palms up my own body, massaging along my sides and feeling up over my chest, squeezing my thighs together as I eagerly squeeze my tits.
I sigh a long and satisfied breath, seeing the effect this little tease has on him. His cock is getting super hard for me, and this obvious sign of arousal sends tingles down to my clit.
"Getting turned on for me?" I ask playfully. Rowan chuckles, but I see him flex his arms a little... he wants to touch. Me? Himself? Both? But he’s resisting the urge to move. It's sexy and endearing at the same time.
"Very," he admits, and I grin wide.
"Good," I say in a sultry tone. Not even sure where that came from, I follow my instinct for what I'd like to do next. Climbing into bed, I straddle him at the waist, my skin getting goosebumps from the thrill. I’m positioned so that his cock is up against my ass. I lean forward, letting my tits press against his chest as I kiss him. The hardness of his erection rubbing between my cheeks is as obvious as the wetness of my pussy on his skin.
Our kiss is long and passionate. A heated clash of tongues and lips and breath. From the corner of my eye, I notice him lifting his hands. A compulsive gesture, an eager need to touch me. I lean away from our kiss and giggle. My tits are dangling in front of him as I shake my head.
"No hands yet," I admonish. I wiggle a bit against him and feel his hips flex in reply, his cock hot and pulsing on my ass.
"Fuck..." Rowan hisses through gritted teeth. I giggle again.
"You're my toy," I remind Rowan, smirking. My head was pounding, but I didn't care. "I get what I want."
Before he can ask what that is, I move to show him. Rising a little and bracing myself, I reach for his cock and guide it into place, shifting back, easing slowly until he is all the way sheathed inside my pussy. The hot, hard, perfect contact makes me moan low and long. It’s so good, so right… I tilt my head back and sigh, clenching my muscles around his cock to feel as full as I can. Rowan groans and gives his own sigh as I take my time savoring the moment.
"Ooh yeah," I moan, feeling intoxicated from the simple pleasure. Slowly, I begin writhing my hips, exploring the sensations as our bodies find new points of friction together. I am so turned on, my wiggling and clenching causes wet sounds on the skin where we are pressed together.
I bring my hands back to my chest, tugging and tweaking my nipples as I writhe and rock on top of him. It’s so good to have him deep like this, to be passionately connected while the heat rises in my nerves. My thoughts begin to blur as I let my motions follow impulse. Gyrating, rocking, and bouncing in place while Rowan moves more urgently in his own arousal beneath me.
"Mm, okay..." I mumble between moans, "you can have your hands back." In an instant, he’s groping and fondling me, letting his hands rush to do all the things he was holding back. Squeezing at my tits, groping my ass, pulling at my hips to thrust up into me... the energy is so frenzied that I can't help grinning.
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