Hey BlazeofLife, come'ere I got a secret to tell ya!

crysede

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Hi there sexy, you'd better come a bit closer - I don't want anyone else to hear!
 
Hmmmmm, I love secrets....

crysede said:
Hi there sexy, you'd better come a bit closer - I don't want anyone else to hear!

"Mmmm, no problem, how close do you want me to come?" Gazing at her, a single brow arches suggestively.
 
"This is about right!" *smiling and pressing up against him, her lips almost touching his ear*

"But you've got to promise not to tell anyone, OK?"
 
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"Mmmm, this is very right! And I promise. A gentleman never tells."
Leaning over, he feels her breath warm against his neck.
 
"Oooh good," she breaths, "listen very closely then!"

Placing one hand on his shoulder to steady herself she carefully traces his ear with the tip of her tongue.

"Did you hear that?" She giggles.
 
"I heard something, but I couldn't quite make it out. Maybe you should repeat it..."
Holding himself steady so she can balance, he places one hand upon hers on his shoulder, the other resting lightly in the small of her back, and gently pulls her closer.
 
"Well, if I must." She sighs, feigning a pout, placing her other arm across his shoulders.

"But pay attention this time, I don't want to have to spend all night repeating myself!"
 
"And why not? I was rather looking forward to it."
Feeling her arms clasped about his neck, he places his other hand with the first, holding her waist as her soft touch causes small tingles to radiate away from his sensitive earlobe.
"Unless you have other plans..."
 
"Be serious," she says in mock annoyance at his playful tone, "it's very important that you hear this secret."

Bringing her lips in very close, she murmurs into his ear, "I'll tell you again, let me know when you hear something." She flicks her tongue over his earlobe, then takes it into her mouth, gently nipping at it.
 
"Oh, don't worry, I'll let you know..."
Closing his eyes, he turns his head, presenting his ear to her, and sighs, grasping her close against him.
 
She removes her mouth from him long enough to reply to his promise: "Good."

She goes back to gently licking at his ear, running one finger down the back of his neck. "Mmmm..." She hums happily, "you taste good."
 
Running his hands up her back, he removes one hand and begins to carress her cheek, using the other to continue stroking her back, moving higher and teasing the ends of her light brown hair, running his fingers through its small curls and ringlets. Searching behind him, he locates the couch, and slowly begins to move toward it, guiding her carefully lest she stumble.
 
She smiles as she realizes where he is headed, but doesn't turn around: trusting him to keep her from tripping over anything. Shifting her head slightly, her lips trail hot kisses down his neck as they move toward the couch.
 
Pulling her ever onward, he feels a hard edge against his leg, and smiles. Puuling her down with him, he sits down, relaxing, and taking her in his arms as they together sink into the cushions.
 
She settles down next to him, one hand stroking his back while she uses the other to turn his face towards her. She meets his lips with her own in a lingering kiss, then opening her mouth slightly, runs her tongue across his lips.
 
He smiles, feeling her warm tongue gliding across his lips, and reaches up to take hold of the hand on his cheek. Pulling it away, he returns her kiss, intertwining his fingers with hers, and cuddles close, embracing her with abandon.
 
Relaxing into his embrace, and snuggling up against his warm chest, she explores his tongue with her own. Moving the hand on his back down till she can slid in under his shirt, then bringing it back up to caress his bare shoulders.
 
He sighs, savoring the taste of her lips, the moistness of her tongue, the warmth of her hands...
Growing bolder, he reaches around, sliding his hands beneath her shirt, thinking well, turn about is fair play, and begins to knead the muscles behind her shoulderblades, running his hands up and down to caress her from neck to buttocks and back again.
 
A shiver of pleasure runs down her spine as she feels his hands on her flesh. She arches her back slightly, to press his hands more firmly against her. Breaking off their kiss, she trails her moist lips down his chin and neck: wanting to taste more of his body.
 
She arches her back, and he feels a tightening in his loins as her lips begin to explore him, making their soft way down and across his neck. His heart pounds, jackhammer like, as she presses herself into his hands, her supple flesh bowing to his ministrations beneath her shirt.
 
Bringing her hands to his sides she slowly runs them up his torso, pushing his shirt up to his shoulders. She brings her head down to his chest, caressing his skin with her lips and tongue, grazing his nipples gently with her teeth, before continuing down his chest.
 
An electric tingle wracks his slender frame as her teeth meet flesh, and his hands find the clasp buried underneath her encumbering shirt. Unsnapping it, he tosses aside the bra, pulling it out from under her shirt with a casual gesture, and leans back into the cushions, pulling at her shirt as he does so. With a last gentle tug, and a certain delicate grace on her part, he frees her from it, his hands finding her silken flesh as the cushions envelope him.
 
She sighs with pleasure at the feel of his strong hands on her flesh, her nipples harden instantly at his touch. Her lips find his belly button and she pauses to probe it with her tongue, her hands moving to his undo his belt.
 
Her skin tightens under his questing touch, her aerolas contracting, constricting, as the nipples grow firm and full, and the breasts swell with the fire of her ignited passion.
She sighs aloud, and his voice joins hers as her probing tongue explores his belly button. He catches his breath as he feels her hand upon him, and he smiles, sensing the belt being unfastened.
 
She pulls down his zipper very slowly, making sure he feels every movement of her fingers. Finally free of his pants, his cock strains at his briefs: smiling in hunger she licks at the tip, running her tongue around the head through the fabric. Then licking and nipping at the underside, paying extra attention to where the crown meets the shaft, she makes her way down to the base.
 
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