I attempt to follow his instructions and unwind, but when his tongue sticks in my mouth once more, I become anxious and question whether I am doing it correctly. However, the longer his tongue strokes my skin, the more my muscles tense up. He shudders when I bite his lip, so I guess I am becoming a little adventurous. While my hands remain still by my sides, his are all over me, feeling my hips, my waist, and my sides. I strain as his fingers begin to slink beneath the hem of my dress, wondering if I should tell him to stop. However, as I look for the reason, I see that there is not one and that I crave his contact.
I relax and bring my hands up to his chest, allowing myself to feel the sculpting of his slender muscles. His fingers brush the bottom of my underwear, and I feel his weight o
