The day was beyond long, one of those days that you wish there was an off switch. But I was finally able to lay down in bed eyes closing to help ward off the exhaustion that was hovering all over my body and mind. That was when I felt the soft touch of elegant fingers, those that could play a piano glide first over my hip, then along my waist and slowly moving over the expanse of exposed skin offered. Slowly I opened my eyes but didn’t shift or move in anyway except for the soft fluttered of excitement that rippled over me. Then I feel those long fingers gently cup my chin…drawing my head to face him those beautiful pools of eyes that somedays could be blue and others green before lips met and a lanquid loving embrace was made. He fit his long lean form against my back making sure all of the right places touched. Finally breathing was mandatory on both ends but a smile was firmly in place upon my lips.
“Well Hello there.”
A smile was returned, his was always like the clouds parting and allowing the sun through, “Hello love. I know you’re tired…”
“Yes but that…has woken me up I dare say.”
Another playful grin flitted across his lips, “In what way?”
“In every way and you know it you cheeky boy.”
“Perhaps I do. Why don’t you just lay back and allow me to ease the exhaustion from your body.”
I couldn’t think of one reason why not to allow it and those hands and that body were ever so skilled at doing anything at all and everything. So I settled my head back upon the pillow and closed my eyes for a moment. No sooner had my eyelashes hit upon my cheek then I felt those slender elegant fingers exploring again. This time they moved to carefully remove what was left on of my clothing, a bra I had been too tired to reach back and undo it. In barely a whisper now however it was gone on barely a whisper and those fingers, warm and soft flickered over the sensitive flesh of my breasts. Lingering like a teasing breeze over my nipples, it took but a second for them to harden into perfect pebbles and I could almost see the smile even while I didn’t look.
I gave up a soft murmur as I could even more acutely feel the soft silk of his shirt against my bare back and there was no doubt the feel of his arousal pressed against my rear. Those elegant hands continued their journey down now from my bare breasts to flicker over the gentle roundness of my stomach. Meanwhile he bent forward pressing a kiss to the top of my head first before shifting to nuzzle down into my neck…kissing…then gently nipping with a wicked little chuckle into my ear…
