him. I am intoxicated with desire. He envelopes me into a hug and all reservations I have disappear.
Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulls my head back to place soft kisses from my ear down to my jaw, stopping at my lips. His kiss immediately turns hungry as he squeezes my hips to his. Feeling a little more confident, I reach around to grab his ass. Oh, what a fine ass. I tug him closer, acutely aware of his arousal. I move my hands up under his shirt to feel his skin. It’s soft, with hard muscles lying just below the surface. Breathless, he moves his lips down my neck and I have the sudden need to feel all of him. I push his shirt up and he assists me in tugging it off. Caine hikes up my skirt, and with able fingers, traces the outline of my panties. Geez, I wish I had thought to wear a thong tonight; then again, I wasn’t planning on this. Oh God! One of his fingers has broken the fabric barrier, revealing my wetness. He brings my leg up around his hip like we did on the dance floor at the club. He moves his fingers to my folds and caresses the sensitive spot, creating a fireball of passion deep within me. I am panting from the sensations flowing throughout my body. I push my hips into him, searching for more satisfaction. Oh my! Each nerve ending is on edge from his touch. My body loosens and my knees become weak. Thank heavens he is holding me up. His lips explore more of my neck, then down to the space between my breasts. My head falls back as the sensations he’s giving me take over my body. He thrusts a finger in my heat while circling his thumb on my nub, bringing me closer to ecstasy. He plunges another finger and my breath catches. "Caine." The combination of what his magnificent fingers are doing sends me over the edge. A wave of intense pleasure warms my blood and I find my grip tightening on him as I moan his name again. My chest is heavy and my hips begin to rock, riding out this amazing climax during which I’m sure earth’s axis has shifted. He puts his arms around me and hugs me tightly, giving me the opportunity to recover. Oh. My. God! Hello? Amazing!
He moves his lips up to capture mine once again; the kiss gently helps bring me down from my high. He leans forward, placing me down on the bed and settling between my legs. His fingers are skimming the fabric of my dress and I realize he is looking for the zipper. "It's on the side under my arm." He pauses giving me a questionable look. "My zipper. It’s on the side."
"Oh," he chortles, "I was wondering. I hate to take this sexy thing off but I need to see you, all of you." Honey, you do whatever you want after that little performance. His fingers find the zipper and he takes his time sliding it down. I'm growing anxious with the need to feel him. I move my hands to find his belt, trying to grip the material to unbuckle it.
"No, not yet," he whispers against my flesh. "I want to see you naked. I need to taste you before I can even begin to satisfy my appetite." What? Oh My God! Where did he learn to talk like this? He begins sliding my dress down, exposing my black satin bra. The swell of my breasts are begging for release. His mouth runs along my collarbone, down to the space between my breasts. He slides his tongue over the top of my breasts as he moves the strap down my arm, giving him more access. He does the same for the other one. Bringing his mouth back up to mine, he lifts my shoulders off the bed, wraps his hand around my back, and unclasps my bra. He tosses it over the bed where it joins his shirt on the floor. He runs the tip of his fingers from my jaw down, on to tease my chest as his hand moves down to grasp the bottom of my dress. He drags it, along with my panties, the rest of the way off my body, adding them to the growing pile of clothes.
"So beautiful," he purrs, moving hi s lips from my stomach to my breasts. Teasing, pulling, and finally nibbling, he causes a growl to erupt from my throat. "Let's see if you are ready for me," he