His fingers ran around her waistband, pulling her skirt down bit by bit with every circular motion of his hands. His warm breath at the nape of her neck along with his touch was driving her crazy.
Withered from inside, she leaned back on him, leaving her body completely at his mercy and said softly,
"Kiss me, Ray."
Even though his hands wanted to wander somewhere else right that moment, he was a man of her woman. And her woman wanted to be kissed and he knew nothing in the world other than pleasing her. So off went his hands which were wandering down and slowly they started tracing her asking upwards.
Her breath hitched as his hands came up towards her chest. She had been crossing her hands till that time, but the moment his fingers roamed on top of her hand she could feel all her energy draining out. Displacing her hands slowly he covered her chest with his warm palm.
"God, you are so beautiful," whispered Raymonds as his fingers touched
