The Treehouse of the Cove

He if Rl was not its what of madness it would... be a bit... weird

A faint purr at the trail of kisses. So cool inhale and a warm kiss there on your neck.

That's why... moments like this... are so very wonderful.
 
Yeah...what did you call them? Islands of sanity in a day's worth of craziness. Or something like that.

My hands travel up over your back as I trace more kisses down your neck.

Mmmm....I like it when you do that cool inhale and warm kiss trick.
 
You should feel what it can do right between the shoulder blades darlin.

Placing another cool inhale warm kiss just under your ear before catching your earlobe b tween my lips and teeth and nibbling softly.
 
Soft moan at the kiss and nibble of my earlobe.

Well we can always try it between the shoulder blades later on.

(Raincheck until tomorrow night, Asa?)
 
(Rain check darlin)

Sounds like a plan darlin.
 
Until then though I have plans for those lips of yours for right now.

I lift your chin up from my neck to my lips that press to yours in a sweet and passionate kiss.
 
Pressing into the passionate kiss hand moving to gently grip the back of your neck my other hand at your cheek.
 
my fingers stroke your cheek as we kiss.

Our lips continue the kiss only breaking for air before returning to the passion of it again.
 
Losing myself in the kiss and the moment. Simple but powerful action in a single kiss.
 
My tongue pushes in past your lips to cavort with yours as my hand moves to cup the back of your head and heighten the kiss.
 
Lips parting as my tongue seeks too to dance with yours. Snuggling close as we continue to increase the kiss.
 
Our tongues tango and twist together like long lost lovers of old.

My finger slips under the hem of your blouse and traces across your lower back. My fingertip over goosebumps of your skin.
 
Begin tugging at your shirt a little as our tongues dance and swirl. Pressing tenderly into the kiss even more.
 
Without breaking our kiss my hands lower to my shirt and begin pulling it up over the muscles of my stomach and chest, but I only can raise it up to my shoulders. Anything more will require pushing you off of me and breaking our kiss. I can only hope you will take over from here.
 
Break in our kiss just long enough to free us both from our shirts with soft kisses between each shirt.
 
Both of throwing our shirts recklessly behind us. Yours goes farther and knocks a flower pot near the railing. We'll have to pick it up and sweep the balcony afterwards, but there are far more important matters in front of me to worry too much on housekeeping. Namely the two beautiful breasts hanging before me being fondled by my hands.
 
Who cares about the plant we are bordered by an entire jungle and right now passion is the only focus right now. This moment between us so long over due.
 
Then you get to clean it up after.:D:p

Pulls your head in for another kiss before you can object.

:D
 
Tries to laugh only to be sealed into another intense passionate kiss. Again gripping the back of your neck and cradling your cheek. Breast pressing firmly against your hands.
 
My hand slips a bra strap over your shoulder as we reclaim the passion of our kissing again.
 
At least to lose the bra will not make us lose this kidssat all. Feeling you mo've the bra strap and purring into the kiss as my hands move to trace over your chest and arms.
 
The other strap soon joins it as our lips lock and tongues tango dela de enfuego. That leaves only the bra's clasp in back, but I am frustrated by its unwillingness to release the treasures it contains.

I've noticed for some reason that bra clasps refuse to yield to impatient male fingers.
 
One hand reaching back to help you eyes closed mind swirling with all the sensual pleasure and tender urgency.
 
Finally undone I take your bra off and fling it onto the floor it hits the same flower pot and causing it roll off the edge of the balcony.

God Dammit! I'll pay for the flower pot, Asa.

I cup and lift your breasts in my hands. My thumbs circling and flirting with your nipples.

Here's a down payment.

I reforge our kiss more passionate than before. Lips wrestle and tongues tangle and teeth graze as the kiss build in intensity between us.
 
Don't worry about it darlin.

Pressing against you more hands move to trace around the waist of your pants purring into the kiss with nips and the primal wrestling dance of our tongues. Fingernails softly tracing over your back and sides. Tracing up and down your abs
 
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