Talented

~He broke away again and stroked the hair from her forehead, leaving her gasping softly. She hadn\'t even felt the inevitable sweat that had gathered there until then; when he drew back, she felt a bit cooler. She began to unbutton his shirt. Her fingers were nimble, they popped open the fastenings quickly and easily. He brought his hand up to caress her cheek as she undid his pants. His thumb traced her top lip. His tongue chased after his finger in the same arc. His index and middle fingers were now on her bottom lip. She opened her jaw slightly wanting so badly for him to put them in. He slid his fingers in slowly at first and her lips closed around them, grateful for the minor penetration. Her tongue swirled around the tips. She slipped off his pants and he took his fingers back, watching her with calculated observation. He wasn\'t smiling softly anymore, she noticed, watching his somber eyes flicking over her breasts and stomach. He was predatory, taking her all in. Her teasing of his fingers had wet his appeti He He needed more.