kissed him greedily, raising her head to meet his. He positioned himself so she could feel his hard erection against her inner thigh. She raised her hips to move against him, loving the fact that she was exciting him. He grounded his hips into her and solicited a breathy moan. His left hand supported most of his weight as his right rested on her neck, his thumb under his chin as he kissed her even deeper.
"You're being a devil," she whispered as he moved his hips against her.
"I thought it was my bed, my rules," he whispered back.
His right hand left her neck and moved down her body. He cupped her breast though it was still sheathed behind the corset. He thought about undoing the thing but changed his mind. He reached in over the top of the corset and found her nipple. He gave it a gently squeeze between forefinger and thumb, and her chest heaved in response. As he gently teased the nipple into hardness, he kissed her neck then down the other side of her corset to the neglected nipple. He heard her pull against her restraint as she arched her back from the bed. He chuckled and grounded his hip into her once more.
His right hand continued down her corset clad body, past her waist. He chose to shift his body so his hand could easily slip between them. She moaned as his hand moved across the center of her panties. He stroked her through the laced fabric loving the hiss of her breath. He sat back again, pushing her legs apart so she was spread before him. He looked at her and was pleased to see she was watching him hungrily.
He continued his slow lazy caressing, liking the way her hips would move to match his movements. He could feel the panties getting wet from her excitement. He was equally aroused. It was over a decade since he’d made love like this. Everything since coming back to this island had been in the dark; instant gratification and very little excitement.
He brought her legs up and rested her feet on his chest as he gently slid her panties off. Once the undergarment was off, he moved her legs so she was once again splayed out in front of him. She was clean shaven. Oh God how he liked that. He reached out and touched her first with his palm. She was smooth, in both directions. He looked up and her, she bit her lower lip and rolled her head back as she arched her back. He was painfully aware of the strain in his pants but if this was to be it, he could endure. It was as if he already knew her. His thumb found the spot that caused her to draw a sharp breath that sounded like a hiss as her chest pushed against the corset.
His left palm laid on top of her mound as his thumb teased her. Her gasp was music to his ears as his index finger entered her. She was oh so wet and hot. He surprised himself as her reaction cause him to groan. He was enjoying this. She brought her legs up and he gently nudged them down and shook his head.
"No Babe," he said. "I want to see you like this."
Babe. The word sounded familiar and sexy coming from his lips. She experienced a strange moment of deja-vu just before he found the spot and all she could think about was him bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm.
"James," she moaned as her breath caught in her throat.
His left hand held her hips, limiting her movements as he caressed her. He liked watching her, liked when she tried to move but couldn't. He loved when she arched her back and her head fell backwards and a long moan followed by trembling in her hips telling him she was close to what would undoubtedly be one of many orgasms off the night.
She bit her lips as she looked at him now through glazed eyes. He grinned slyly. He wanted to taste her, to breathe in her sweet fragrance but the strain against his pants said otherwise. He thought about the corset as he got up and took off his shirt. But the sight of her breathing heavily against the restricting garment was exciting. He undressed quickly. He removed a condom from his bedside table and loved that she was watching him every second.
He was in excellent physical