He held me all so gently, laying soft gentle kisses on my neck. I moaned the pleasure he was giving me. I let my hands roam in his curls, in a swift moment he helped me tug my dress off me. This was different, it was rushed, it wasn't driven or pressured. It was slowly sensational, he took his time exploring my body giving me pleasure that I had never ever imagined I could feel without him even pounding into my core. I helped him remove his dress shirt, tugging his pants down. He straddled on top of my body. I could feel how needy he was down there as he pressed his erection on me but with the little undergarments still keeping us from having skin to skin contact.
He slowly unhooked my bra, throwing it across the room. His hands reached for my boobs, holding them in his large hands. I moa
