It is a cold winter's night. There is snow outside and we can hear the wind blowing. But we're quite warm in our cabin. The wine is open, the fire is burning nicely and there's some nice music playing in the back ground, Claire De Lune by Claude Debussey. We're both lying together on the massive thick rug. I take your wine glass from you and put it on the table next to mine. I caress your cheek with my hand softly.
I gaze into your beautiful eyes. You are smiling. My hand reaches down to your chin and with my thumb I pull down your chin slightly to part your lips. My lips are on yours, soft kiss with feeling. I can tell that it is slower and more patient than we both want because of how tightly we have wrapped our arms around each other. We are pulling hard against each other wanting to be closer. And yet the kiss is so still soft and gentle. Our mouths are open now and our tongues are exploring and dancing together.
My eyes are closed as I lose myself in the sensual moment of the kiss. You taste sweet on my lips and I can smell your natural soft scent. Your hands are in my hair, while my hands start travelling down your robe. Soon, I am cupping and grabbing your ass, pulling your hips to me. You lift one leg over my thigh. And we keep kissing. Soft murmuring noises of pleasure escaping from both our lips.
When the kiss finishes we say nothing. Just gaze into each other's eyes, smiling. I look down and see that your robe has fallen open. My smile turns into a grin, a lustful grin.
As you lie there on your side, your boob looks extra full and is resting on you lower boob. I can see your nipple, already erect after the lovely kiss we just shared. My cock is erect too and straining now as I look at your nipple. I look back up to your face. You are grinning.
'Oh you've remembered that I have a face?' you say.
I brush your hair away from your face and kiss you once more, this time pulling your bottom lips into my mouth. I bite it softly then let it go. I kiss your ear lobe, your cheek, your chin and then lower, down your neck, over your collar bone. After that I can't wait any more. I dive on your nipple. I suck it hungrily into mouth. Your hands go to my head. I smile, knowing you want this just as much as I do. I start circling you nipple with my tongue, teasing it before sucking on it once more.
I start pulling your robe from your shoulder, all the while sucking your nipple. My hand travels further down along your side, over your waist to your hips. Your skin is so soft and your figure so shapely.
I trace my fingers over your hip. You're rolling your hips with me as I keep sucking your nipple. I'm deciding which way to let my fingers wander, towards your ass or towards your pussy. You make the decision for me by rolling onto your back and parting your legs for me. Oh how I love you being demanding. You're being quiet but letting me know what you want. I let my fingers glide over your skin to the warm apex of your thighs.