16. An Invitation

Zaikai

Everything felt like the first time, I kissed her mouth every chance I got whilst my hands ran over her body. Her soft sighs I captured with my lips, every reaction and sound that she made was for me, no one else. I wanted her to know she was who I wanted and rather than tell her again and again, I decided to show her. Every kiss, every touch I poured my desire and energy into.

She looked sinful in this outfit, and I had no intention of taking it off her, I used the tassels to add to the pleasure by sucking her nipples through the tiny strands of fabric until they stiffened and pushed their way through the fabric wanting to be unhindered from my assault.

She continued to play with my hair holding me in place and pulling my head up when it became too much, each time I would go back to kissing her lips letting her guide me. It was taking my all not to ravage her like I normally do, it was important it took my time.

The things I wanted to do to her, my mind was working overdriv