He leaned down to brush her lips with his own. It was an offering to her for almost the first time since they came together. Usually he was in control, he held the reins of their lives together. He held the flow of emotions in his strong hands but for this night he understood. She let him have control. Not out of fear or out of amusement but because she trusted him. Though he stumbled from time to time, he would not hurt her on purpose. This he understood and the depth of her trust scared him.
Gently, more gently than ever before he caressed her face. He studied the line of her brow, her jaw. With his artist's eyes he generally saw the physical beauty of a woman but tonight he saw the glow that made her truly beautiful. He knew her face intimately. She wasn’t a great beauty but she had always brought him back. She had never really known why.
She let out a little sigh and turned her lips to his hand. As her lips touched his palm he closed his eyes. The sensation was pleasant. Her lips on his palm always sent a jolt through his body. He took a slow breath as he felt the tip of her tongue, slowly, lightly licking down his palm. It wasn’t a heavy touch, it tickled in fact but it was so sensual., with only a touch, she eased him onto his back, her mouth still lightly massaging his palm. Once he lay flat she slowly moved her lips and tongue down his wrist, so slowly it was almost painful to him. His skin became sensitive to the tickle of her hair over his chest. He tried to control his breathing, to let her take control. It was hard but this was so good.
She lifted her lips from his skin and blew lightly across the dampness. It caused little goose bumps to cross his skin. She smiled at the little moan that escaped his lips and then moved quickly up to his shoulder. She wanted him badly, so badly but she wanted him to feel just how much he meant to her. She started again with the gentle, light kisses, this time along his collarbone. The skin was thin across his bone and she could feel his pulse under her tongue. As she made sure to trail her hair across his chest she could feel him jump. This was so delicious. Barely sexual but she had him quivering with need. Now if he could only hold out she would feast on his so soft skin. He tasted so good.
Moving slow, she moved down to the broad muscles of his chest. They were lightly covered in hair, that glistened in the candlelight. She licked and kissed her way down slowly, inch by inch. He tasted so good to her tongue. She had wanted to take her time pleasing him and it looked like he was going to let her.
Slowly, almost achingly slowly she lightly dragged her tongue around his nipple. It tightened just as her own did in response. She could feel his hands move, coming to rest one on her hair and one on her naked hip. She nipped his nipple, almost playfully. The gasp he let out made her giggle, breathlessly. She lifted her face and looked into his eyes for a few moments. His hand caressed her hair softly and he licked his lips. He mouthed for her to go on and she smiled. Bending her head, she returned to slowly tasting him. His head settled back, his eyes rolling shut.
