The silence was overwhelming. If they listened closely enough they could hear their heartbeats.
His scent pervaded the room, a tinge of sweetness behind the musk. It reached her nostrils, awakening something carnal within.
Audrey took in the silhouette of his body in the dim light. His imposing presence filled the small space with sexual electricity. The pounding in her chest grew more rapid as her milky skin prickled.
Michael stood towering over her, casting a shadow. He liked the way she looked, sprawled out on his sheets like she had been thrown there. A sexy rag doll.
"Take it off...slowly," she breathed.
He raised his dark eyebrows. He was beginning to like this game.
"Where should I start?" he inquired in his deep voice.
Audrey touched his crotch playfully with her foot. He looked down at her painted toenails, purple and glossy. He adored her feet.
"The shirt," she replied.
She couldn't really make it out, but she was sure Michael was grinning.
He pulled on his tie and, tugging on it, began removing it from the collar.
"Put it in your mouth and pass it to me" she commanded. She insisted on his groin, perceiving the growing hardness below the arch of her foot.
He bent down, pinning her arms onto the bed with his powerful hands. He let the tie drop between her breasts and licked his way up to her full lips. She didn't part them...yet.
Her flower started to dew. She wanted him badly now but it was still too early. She enjoyed the tortures of the wait way too much. There was so much more yet to come.
"You are still too dressed." Audrey feigned an annoyed tone.
He laughed in that way she found incredibly sexy. He pulled back and placed himself in front of her again, erect in every sense. Michael's fingers started to undo the buttons on his tight-fitting shirt.
"Slower.." she requested. She bit her lower lip, and hissed in a breath.
Down the buttons came, one by one.
The shirt now hung open, his sculpted chest bare. That little trail of dark hair caught her eye and she followed it with her gaze to what was swelling in his pants. Her pussy pulsated, the dampness making her slick below. She couldn't wait to feel him inside.
