Day Dreaming
Trailing his lips over her ear, nibbling on the earlobe. «Nn!» «Huum, do you like that?» - while whispering in a low tone, his hands wandered: one trapping both arms on her sides, crossing just beneath the bosom, the other trailing lightly up her hip.
«Ah!... you Idjit…» huffing, bright blush covering her face, she tries to turn her face the other way. It was no use. Using that position the administrations continued on her neck, nipping just so. With a growing heat, she grabs his shirt where it’s possible to reach, arching her back in the process.
«Didn’t you say, my dear, that you enjoy teasing? Huum?» He whispers into her collarbone, returning then to kiss and nibble on the flushed skin. The hand on her hip just close enough to frustrate her even further. «Ah, when did..uhn!, I say that?» She half-demanded, half-answered. «Huhu *chuckle*… It seems I will have to remind you, ne?» He playfully continued. His actions though were anything but.
Since she then tilted her head forward, he “attacked” the nape, starting to slowly grind his lower half onto her bottom, keeping a hand on her hip. Shudders started go through her body, leading to clenching her own lower lip, biting hard enough to turn them redder. All the while the male was appreciating his beloveds’ coming undone. What pleasure, what thrill it gave him!
