Moving her hair over her shoulder and off the nape of her neck, he trailed his fingers down her exposed back. He inhaled deeply, she smelled fresh. Letting the tips of his fingers graze her back he listened to her breathing become heavy. With one hand caressing her back he rubbed his other between her legs, lifting her to her knees. She shifted her legs apart as he dipped his fingers slowly inside of her, a deep moan escaped from her lips. As she tried to press her body against his hand he pulls away.
"Tsk tsk, don't rush me." He chuckled at her.
Consider yourself mutually benefited Gray! Love your post darlin...
ReplyDeleteMmmm... I was pretending I was the guy in that story.
ReplyDeleteYeah - don't rush me.
Umm... rawr!
ReplyDeleteIt's like you were looking in on me yesterday... right up until the last line - but oh how that delay would have had me aching!
ReplyDeleteLike a fine French wine that is aged over time...sometimes slow..very slow sex is the receipe to one of the finer things in life....a top shelf orgasm :-)
ReplyDeleteShort, provocative, and made for a nice tingle first thing this morning. :)
ReplyDeleteNever EVER be in a hurry..
ReplyDeleteWhile Not -so- Eligible Bachelor was pretending to be the guy, I was in the role of the girl. Hmmmmmm. It's all good.
ReplyDeleteLove the vivid images, and the teasing withdrawal
ReplyDeleteYou sure know how to tease a person....
ReplyDeleteWhat's next??
Love it... slow and sexy is NEVER a bad thing....
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