Michael moves only so that he can wrap his strong arms around my petite form and roll us over so that he now has me successfully pinned to the bed. Well, now I can work with this. This is an all too interesting position to be in and I smirk as it lets me know exactly how much he is enjoying himself. I smile a secret grin of satisfaction that a woman has when she realizes her man can’t get enough of her. I continue to wear that expression even as he states,
"There, that's much better." There’s a wicked little grin playing across his features that tells me knows tricks that I have only read about in books. It will be fun getting him to show me those. One by one. I love the thought of us having several nights like this. I could spend the rest of my life stealing kisses from him and taking him up to my room for a little R&R. Although as much resting as this room has seen it’s also received a peak show that deserves an NC-17 rating.
His lips meet mine in an act of desperation and need. He explores all the contours of my mouth leaving me feeling both satisfied and unfulfilled at the same time. How is it that with just the slightest touch he can leave me so completely undone? Once we break apart due to the forced separation for air he pants out almost inaudibly, "But I'm still cold...you have any ideas to remedy that?" I bite my bottom lip seductively before raising one eyebrow scrupulously as I’ve seen him do a million times.
“ Well, I’d say creating some friction would be your best bet.” I reply moxily while raising my hips to meet his. His erection hits my center just right And I moan in response.
