"Strip and crawl to me." When she was down to her lingerie he stopped her so she fell to her knees. Again he corrected her. He crooked his finger at her to direct her to rise and then tapped on the table top once. "Here," is all he said.
It was all he needed to say.
Imagine crawling between her legs, giving a kiss and suck to one thigh as your nails scrape down the inside of her other. She gasps. You moan against her flesh when your eyes meet.
Grasping her wrist, you murmur, “Mine” and suck her fingertip deep into your mouth. Moaning in appreciation, you close your eyes to savor her flavor on your tongue. She tosses her head back.
It’s yours now. This perfect point of pleasure. Wet, hot, waiting for your tongue, your lips, your fingers. What will it be? How will you begin?