At Long Last - By N.R. DeRaj Page 0,2

on my skin heightened the sensation. I couldn't help but let out a small moan as his tongue trailed over the area his lips had just touched. His hands moved towards my back and he slowly moved away, putting a little distance between us.

My body nearly went limp as Arion began rubbing my spine, making deep massaging movements to work the tension out of my body. I vaguely noticed being moved towards the bed and being laid on my stomach on top of the sheets. I felt the lacing on my corset being untied, and moaned again as Arion's palms pressed against the skin of my bare back with slight pressure. Every touch felt incredible and although I’d experienced professional massages before, nothing compared to this.

He continued to move his hands up and down my spine, relaxing my body further as he worked. I gasped as I felt Arion's hands slide down over my backside, squeezing softly. A tingling sensation began to build between my thighs and I involuntarily moved my hips towards the bed, forcing another gasp from my mouth.

Encouraged by the sounds I was making, Arion began squeezing and massaging my flesh with more pressure. I squirmed on the bed, grasping at the sheets and moving my hips with his touches. Arion gently grasped my arm and side, moving me with care until I was on my back. I looked up at my lover—his eyes were still dark, his lips parted, a flush had settled over his skin as well, and a growing need was visible on his face. He reached for the front of my corset, slowly pulling the fabric away from my midsection. I resisted the urge to cover up my chest, but I couldn't help but look away as Arion's eyes scanned over my body. His finger under my chin tilted my face up towards him again, and I felt his lips press softly against mine in a reassuring kiss. Soon his lips were crushed against my own and our mouths began moving with need.

I couldn't remember a time that Arion had kissed me like this, with this much fervor. I felt one of his hands cup my breast, squeezing softly as he parted my lips with his tongue. I moaned again, this time into his mouth as he kissed me. His thumb brushed over my nipple, causing more heat to pool between my thighs, and I dug my fingernails into the sheets. I squirmed on the bed and pressed my thighs together, reluctant to move and possibly lose the delicious sensations I was experiencing.

As Arion moved his mouth, I nearly opened my own to complain. Any words preparing to exit my mouth were quickly pushed from my mind as I felt Arion's lips press against the soft skin of my breast. I nearly jumped on the bed as he moved to my nipple, kissing over the small nub over slowly. As his tongue dipped out from between his lips, I felt my hips jerk upwards and I grabbed at his shoulders. Arion's free hand moved to my other breast, cupping it gently and massaging with his fingertips. I couldn't decide which I found more gratifying: the relaxing pleasure resulting from his massage, or the warm, wet stimulation from his mouth. The trembling between my legs was becoming nearly unbearable, and I felt desperate to find an end to it. Arion trailed his tongue downwards slowly, dragging it over the rest of my chest. I shivered and looked down at him, watching curiously as he moved over my stomach.

“Arion? What are you—” I began, stopping my question as he made his way to the top of my garter belt. I gasped softly and touched at the flush on my cheeks as he looked up at me before pulling at the sides of the undergarment. I lightly lifted my hips, and he easily pulled the belt down to my knees. I felt him unbutton the straps holding onto my stockings, and in a moment they were pulled from my legs. His fingers quickly found their way to my panties, pulling at the revealing bottoms. He gently tugged the fabric down and off of my body along with the remaining belt. I pressed my thighs together as I lay in front of him wearing nothing but the ring he had given me. I stiffened as Arion placed his hand on my knee, starting to push my legs apart. Quickly I gasped and sat up, covering my face