AshenWingsErin slid off of the couch, slithering into the bedroom. "I might as well crawl if I'm this unmotivated," she mumbled as she removed her pants. Tumbling across the bed she reached for a pair of shorts. Slipping into them, she lie in the queen size bed for a few moments, lazy as the day she'd been born. She stood, removing her shirt. She tripped as she walked to the dresser, and cursing, raised the drawn shade.
"Why do you want to do that?" Erin spun towards the voice, eyeing the figure in the door.
"David," she said simply, walking towards the dresser once more. She caught his eye as she bent, watching him scan her pale, yet soft body. She straightened, walking towards him. She put her hands on the hoops in his baggy jeans. Pressing deliberatley against his body, she looked into his eyes, which she knew were dark as she felt her blood race faster through her viens and her body temperature rise.
David placed a hand on her back, sliding it across the clasp to her silky bra and towards the small of her back. He leaned in to kiss her, and she moved her hands to his belt. He grabbed her frail wrist in his hand and bit her lip.
"No, no, no. We can't do that, now can we?" His lips found her neck and she threw back her head, moaning at the sensation.
"Then why are you putting your hot tongue on one of the most sensative areas of my body?" she whined.
"I know more," he whispered hotly into her ear, his hand sliding up her thigh. Erin trembled and David laughed.
"Bye-bye," he said, throwing her onto the bed. He drew the shade, his belt vanishing into the darkness. He slid on top of her, feeling his way up.
He bent, licking her stomache as he went. "It seems," he paused, "I've run into a problem here." He looked at her as she touched his neck and chest. He sat up, pulling a long tether from his jeans. Kissing her neck, David raised Erin's hands slowly above her head, tying them to the bed post. She whimpered, half angry that she couldn't touch him.
David simply laughed.
He stood for a moment, returning to his position with a pair of scissors. "Your bra, my love, must go, no matter how sexy you are, bending over to reach for a shirt." With two snips, the straps were severed and the bra undone, tossed to the side. "I think, I just want to play with you. Your body." He lightly traced his fingers down her neck, over her hardening nipples, down her stomache, stopping at her shorts. He frowned. He looked at her one moment, then back at the shorts.
Shaking his head and grinning, off went the shorts. "Panties?" He laughed again, once again removing them with the scissors, severing the strings on the sides.
He kissed a trail towards her lips, licking them but not kissing. She moaned. "From the top," he spoke hotly, "To the bottom." His lips on her neck, her breath quickened, growing heavier. Moving down, he trailed his lips between her breasts, then teased the nipples with his hot tongue. He kissed all over her stomache before he licked her hips and moved lower. He kissed and licked her warm, inner thighs, tasting her wetness as it stained her legs.
Slowly, he flicked his tongue, tasting her slightly. His breath and the light touch were all that was needed to make her beg. She moaned, near tears with desire. He licked around her pussy, careful not to touch it with his tongue.
Erin cried out.
He slowly drew his tongue, somewhat lightly, up her clit, watching her as she writhed, drawing her fingernails across her bare stomache.
"Not fair," she moaned. "So not fair!"
He licked her out, his tongue at the opening into her body. "Lick me out, David," she moaned.
His own desire allowed him to give into the request and Erin's cries were of pure need.
Slowly, he sat up, tracing one finger lightly across her clit, bringing her near screams of desire....
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