You were laid out on your back now, all soft skin and waiting. I took a second just to look. "Damn," I say out loud, and I see you smirk.
As much as I wanted my hands to go back to work, I could not refrain from continuing with my mouth... My mouth went back to work, starting at your throat, feeling your pulse hammering against my lips. I kissed my way down to your collarbone, the width of your chest, then the slope of a breast, taking my sweet time. You arched up, but I kept moving lower, kissing your stomach. I make it to your hips and take my time even more, going side to side. Inching my way lower and lower... passing right over your mound... reaching your thighs... then the inside of your knee. Everywhere I touched, you shivered. I enjoy kissing every inch of your legs down to your toes, pausing only to look up at you; your eyes were dark, watching me.
My hands work their way up first from your toes, reaching your inner thighs. I could feel how warm and ready you were. I kissed your toes one more time and quickly drag my lips back up your body. This time, I didn't stop at your stomach or your mound. I went all the way up to your breasts and took a nipple in my mouth, and you cried out in pleasure, feeling the warmth of my mouth and the wetness of my tongue pressed against your hard peak. At the same time, my hand found its way back between your legs. I touched you slowly, circling, feeling you get wetter with every pass. My hand comes back up to cup your other breast as my tongue does circles around your erect nipple. Slowly raising my mouth, I lightly blow on your wet nipple, only making it harder before switching to the other side. I grab your other breast, rolling your hard nipple between my fingers as I squeeze it tightly. My tongue circles your other nipple, further building the anticipation before my mouth wraps around it.
As you continue to arch your back in pleasure, you take my hand from your breast and push it slowly down your stomach and past your hips to your inner thighs. As you part your legs further, I again feel the warmth; only this time, my fingers feel your wetness. You let out a soft moan as I suck on your nipple slightly harder and my finger spreads your wet lips. When I finally slide a finger inside you, you squeeze your eyes tight in pleasure. I can't help but watch your facial expressions as I move my finger in and out, my thumb right where you need it against your pulsing clit. I watch you come apart at the mercy of my fingers, your back coming off the bed, as you say my name silently with your lips. My fingers get you warmed up as you start breathing heavily. I slowly bring my fingers to my mouth to taste your sweet nectar.
As soon as my fingers leave my mouth, I whisper, "Round one." I wasn't even close to done.