Surprise

Part 18

"Now let's see what other surprise you have for me." I let go of the ties to her robe and slowly opened it. I whistled, moaned, and groaned at the same moment and I have no idea how I made the sound that came out of me looking at the dark green lace and satin number she was wearing but I couldn't wait much longer to get the robe out of the way so I could see it all. I stood and put my hands inside her robe on her shoulders and helped that robe off of them and to the floor. I sat back down and just looked at her from head to toe. The ties on her shoulders intrigued me as well as all of the other ones. "Hmm. Please. I want to see the back of it too. Spin slow." I reached for the button to my jeans. They weren't staying on.

I made four slow quarter turns until I was facing him again. I knew the color was perfect. "I was told the best gift for you would be to just put a bow on me. So I did. Several of them." I let my hands travel down my sides slowly, indicating the smaller bows. I smiled and licked my lips. "Did you need help with those?"

I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans then simply moved so I could remove them. I wouldn't be needing them. My shirt was the next to go. I remained silent as I undressed and dropped my clothes to the floor. I didn't need to answer so I didn't. I was visibly ready but happy to wait. I put myself back in my underwear and looked up at my love. "What's next?"

I took a deep breath and stepped closer to him. I put my hands on his knees and leaned forward to kiss him, also providing him with an excellent view of my cleavage. I debated putting myself in his lap or dropping to my knees. I ended up straddling his lap knowing he would feel my heat. I threaded my fingers in his hair and guided his face to my neck. I was more than ready for him and I would gladly give him the reins if he wanted them. If not, I could easily continue to torture us both.

I put my hands where they wanted to go which for the moment was on her hips and around and up her back as she straddled me. I turned my head to gain access to what she wanted me to have. I pressed my lips to her skin and hummed lightly at the quiet pleasure having her body so close to mine made me feel. I ran my hands up under her lacy outfit and snuck them between the lace ties and the garment and ran them down her side with my thumbs pressing gently over her ribs as they curved into her waist. I nipped gently but didn't press.

I moaned softly at what his hands and mouth were doing. I gave him his name and rocked my hips into his. I slid my hand between us and stroked him through his underwear. I pressed my lips against his ear. "Tell me what you want."

"To make you call my name. How do I do that tonight?"

"Touch me. Taste me. Take me. Please." I was a wanting mess. He was the only thing I wanted.

"Can I take my time?"

"As much as you want."

I smiled and kissed her gently and slowly allowing my hands to occupy themselves untying all those little ties as my mouth was busy with hers. When it wasn't there it was on her jaw, neck or collarbone. I took my sweet time untying those ties and tasting her soft warm skin. I smiled against her skin and let my hands wander when I was done. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against me as I launched into a strong biting kiss. "Are you sure?" I breathed against her lips. I let my hips move me against the heat I could feel through my underwear. It was gonna kill me to wait much longer but I was willing to wait.

"Mmm hmm." I was putty in his hands and I was willing to let him have his way. "God, yes."

"I will take all night to get around to what you have asked me for if you don't tell me otherwise princess." I accentuated the point by moving my hands back to the small of her back and pulling her entire body as close as I could get her and still keep our lips connected. I moaned softly and let my hands move over her back and pull at her. I hooked my thumbs in the band of her panties over her hips and gently pulled. I wanted them off. The thought of the living room floor was growing on me.

"I'm fine with that." I moaned into his kiss and tried to figure out how to get out of my panties in this position. I didn't want to move, but that was definitely a barrier that he seemed to want out of the way. It was the one part of my outfit with no ties. I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged. I could feel how hard he was between us. He was going to get tired of hearing his name tonight.

The smile I smiled against her lips felt almost wicked? I just kept kissing her and letting my hands caress every inch of skin I could reach. Occasionally I moved my hips towards her and delighted in the thrill the friction caused and moaned softly. At one point I just let them take control, tangled my hands in her hair, locked her body against mine with my arms and set a grinding motion that would have us both screaming if we were fully exposed and I was buried in her. It was absolute torture because I wasn't in her, but it felt very good none-the-less. I slowed things down and went back to kissing and caressing between pants of excitement.

He was driving me crazy and he knew it. I moaned and grunted and basically growled his name when my mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. I could take the drawn-out torture. These sessions were often some of my favorites. There was no agenda and the urgency would ebb and flow until one of us hit a breaking point.

Yes, this was perfect and I was absolutely in heaven. I just kept pushing us pulling at her body, her underwear grinding against her. I allowed my tip to slip out of my underwear and rubbed it against her smooth skin above the line of her panties. It felt exquisite and tempted me closer to the edge of control. I managed to maintain it but was completely out of breath for a moment. I growled as I kissed her, bit gently at her lip the switched to her throat, and bit not quite as gently but still not enough to leave a mark for more than an hour or two. I latched on to that favored spot and moaned as my hips lost control again. One hand planted itself in the center of her back and the other found her breast under the satin I hadn't bothered with removing. I began to play and kissed a trail along the top of her outfit down toward the center of her cleavage. I was hungry and pushing my hunger for her on her but waiting as patiently as I could to find our breaking point. It was there. We'd hit it and end up on the floor. It would be perfect.

I gave him his name like it was air. I let him have his way knowing it wouldn't be long before I was on the floor, naked and sweating. I shivered when I felt his moist tip touch my hot skin. It was an amazing feeling and I wanted more of it. I begged him with his name as his attention turned towards my breasts. I suddenly felt too covered and I hoped he changed that soon.