Sands Of Time

Birthday Presents

**"I know you aren't ready for the full act...but please..."He begged as his words faltered. "Por favor. Te necesito, mí vida. Por favor, déjame saborearte."**

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Bruno's breath was heavy against my skin and elicited ripples of tingles through my neck and down my spine. Though he was remaining in control, the shaking of his hands as they gripped at the fabric of my dress suggested it was tentative at best. His lips were trailing kisses along my neck as he waited for my answer, his quiet begging for access to my most intimate spot barely heard past the tiny vibrations his lips were tracing along my neck. My own hands weren't doing much better than his as they gripped at the maroon fabric that covered his back. Bruno's scent was filling my head and making my own need for him grow exponentially. Fear and excitement filled my chest as I made my choice. I leaned my head to press my cheek against his so my words could be whispered into his ear. "Then I guess it's time to unwrap your present, mí cumpleañero." I felt Bruno freeze in place. Slowly, he pulled his head back to look me in the eyes. In just the dim light of the door's magic, his face looked confused. Then realization struck and I watched the shadow of his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. Before he could move, I leaned in and pressed my lips against the lump there in his throat. I felt him shudder at the stimulation and it moved beneath my mouth as a moan bubbled up from his chest. I kissed along the soft skin, feeling the strong muscles and tendons twitch with pleasure, and stretch as he leaned his head back to give me better access.

When I pulled back, I saw that his eyes were closed. They fluttered back open and looked at me in awe, "What did I do to deserve someone as...magnífica...as you?" His voice was quiet as he spoke. He leaned in and kissed my lips again before slowly sliding down onto one knee before me. His eyes never left mine as I watched him. A ripple of excitement gripped at my belly as I felt his hands slip from my waist, down to my hips, and settle on the outsides of my thighs. The hunger was returning to mix with the adoration he held within his gaze. His sight turned down as his fingers found the hem of my dress, I watched his thumbs trace over the embroidery for a moment, admiring it, before lifting the lengthy fabric up to my hips. With one hand he held the skirts in place and with the other I felt his fingers trace over the shape of the bone beneath my flesh. The fabric of my undergarment creasing as his fingers explored.

Bruno reached up to my hand sitting on his shoulder. With a hungry look in his eye that could stop my heart, he placed my hand over the folds of my dress to hold them in place on my abdomen. The words that passed his lips were bold, and low in tone. His eyes boring into mine with a heat that set fire to the knot within my belly. "Be a good girl and hold that for me." The amount of confidence and demand that came from my normally shy, and awkward man shocked, and aroused me so much that my voice stopped working. A squeak was all I could manage before settling for a nod as a response. A small gasp escaped my throat when I saw the smirk that tugged up on the corner of his lips.

Was I dreaming? Seeing Bruno in such a submissive position, and yet be so dominant over me. He continued watching me as I felt a small tug at the fabric covering my hips. Without dropping his sight from mine he had found the string that held my undergarment in place and pulled. The fabric loosened and his hands guided it down my hips to pool on the floor around my ankles. I had to steady myself against the door as I felt his tender touch trail down to the crook of my knee. He lifted my leg up enough to pull my foot out of the small pile of fabric, and then let my leg back down. Bruno scaned down my body as his gaze fell to my now bare skin. His words came out in a whisper, "La perfección."

Suddenly, I felt the tickle of his calloused fingertip trace over the line of my slit, pulling another squeak from me as my eyes closed. "Keep them open." The demand came in almost a growl, and my eyes shot open. He was watching me again as his finger repeated the previous action, sending shivers straight up my spine. "I want you to watch me play with my present." His voice wavered just a hint as he said it, showing that my adorably awkward Bruno was still under this more dominant shell. Perhaps it was the wine that had brought this side in him out? This time his fingertip slid just beyond the outer skin and found the tiny button nestled within the folds. My hips jolted with the sudden sensation and I felt Bruno's hand grip my hips to keep me in place.