The Treehouse of the Cove

I break the kiss to pull back giving us both chances to catch our breath.

No I'm good for it as you;ll see in a minute.

I bend my head down and lift your breast to my mouth. My lips enclose around your nipple. My tongue flicks over and across your nipple.
 
Body arching back to help you reach my breasts without too much risk of strain
 
I move on from the nipple laying kisses and nips on the underside of your breasts.

(raincheck till tomorrow, Asa?)
 
A soft inhale at the kisses and bit I g my lower lip.

(Tomorrow or Sunday wil see how rl goes)
(Night darlin wicked sexy wonderful dreams)
 
I return to your nipple and inhale cool air over it then follow with a warm kiss onto it.
 
With a sharp inhale at the sensual little trick being used on me so wonderfully wicked.Body arched hand moving to help support by resting on the couch beside gou.
 
I let the nipple slip from between my lips and look into your eyes with a smirk.

You ever made love under a starlit sky before, Asa?
 
Only with you on the beach.

What ya got running through that delicious mind of yours.
 
Oh yeah...we did...you're right...good times.

I smile and peck your lips.

So you wanna do it one more time, right?
 
Here on the balcony with you in our home. Why wouldn't I darlin.

Soft nuzzle against your neck with a nip at your chin.
 
I figured making love under the stars would be romantic.

I had somehow forgotten we had done so before.

I raise up and carry you in my arms to the balcony railing sitting you down onto it. Between your spread legs I reach down and slip my fingers under your waistband of your jeans to explore the treasures hidden between your legs.
 
Smiling staring deep into your eyes with a soft gasp as your fingers begin their exploration. Biting my lip in my smile as my hands begin to explore and caress your body as well.
 
I reclaim our kiss as my fingers find and trace the crease of your sex.

My other hand placed flat on your back ready to catch you should you ever lose your balance.
 
Hips wriggle slightly not wanting to fall. Hands move to toy and tease the waistline of your jeans and slowly pop the button open. Tongue slipping forward to trace your lips before seeking your tongue in our kiss.
 
Tongues twine as you reach down pop open the fly of my jeans.

My hand dives down deeper and discovers where your sacred jewel is. One finger circles and strums across it as two others slip past it and inside you.
 
A purr shifting more to a sensual growl at your seem in eager fingers lips still falling into one kiss then another as we need to breath. My first gets seeking the zipper now to free you from one more point in these pointless jeans at this time.
 
At the sound of your sensual growl a sympathetic answering growl rises out of me muffled by the orchestra of kisses we play as hands explore eachother's treasure troves.

You free the zipper and my jeans slide down my legs. Impatiently I kick my feet out of them.
 
Well at least one of us is out of our jeans darlin.

Nipping at your lips before trailing kisses over your jawline to your ear and neck. Hands tracing lower curious to see just how "hungry" you are.
 
Something that will be remedied very soon, beautiful.

Your questing hands seek my hunger and find I'm practically famished.
 
Such a firm intense hunger bring another sensual near growl from my lips as I nip at yours fingertips toying with and caressing and urging that hunger more.
 
I groan as your fingers stroke and tug on my hunger.

I nibble and tug on your bottom lip and then step back so we can get rid of your jeans.
 
Hopping off the railing and reaching to get rid of my jeans unless you wanna try.
 
Oh I do wanna try.

I lower onto one knee and reach to unfasten your pants.
 
Eyes follow as you move to one knee and begin the removal of my jeans. A hand slithers through your hair a soft hungry smile on my lips and in my eyes.
 
I open your pants up placing a kiss between your belly button and your pants.

Then I push them over your hips and down your thighs.
 
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