Passionate Surrender

I felt the heat of his touch directly on my soft belly after he boldly pulled up my shirt. He ran his fingers up and down the plain of my stomach as I moaned. It tickled a little, but it felt so good for him to touch me like this. His touches felt gentle and relaxing. He was taking thing slowly and although it wasn’t like him, I found his change in pace intriguing and pleasurable.

Slowly, his hands moved further upward under my shirt to firmly cup my breasts. His large manly hands on my breasts felt hot. Perhaps my body was slightly cool from the shower that I just had. Regardless of what was the cause, the warmth of his hands on my sensitive womanly flesh helped to comfort and relax me. His caresses were unrushed as he whispered tender loving words into my ear. His warm breath tickled my ear before the wetness of the tip of his tongue ran along my earlobe. I moaned his name as my body started writhing on his lap from his patient seduction. His hands started to massage my breasts fir