"I'm not the bed. So stop trying to smooth me out. Be gentler and move slower Syria." Calder instructed as his voice dropped down an octave. Lady Syria lifted her palm upwards and tried again. "No Syria like this." Calder said as he gently overlapped his hand with hers. Her hand was so small and soft compared to his. He could feel his passion starting to rise again. "A light gesture making you want more." He said in a husky voice.
He gently guided her hand over his tight skin. Her fingers grazing the fine lines of his muscles. A shiver ran down Calder's body as his breathing started to become uneven. Lady Syria's eyes widened with amazement, her touch made Calder's face turned dreamy. His eyes glazed over as his lips slightly parted. His chest noticeably moved up and down as a blush dyed his cheeks. Calder removed his hand and grasped the blanket instead while she kept on moving her touch.
She soon found herself watching her own hand move around his body in a trance. She gulped as she moved her hand to his abs and used her index finger to gently trace each line. The lower she moved downwards the more Calder reacted. "S-syria." He gasped as she moved her index finger over his massive bulge. "I-I won't take it out." She said as her eyes sparkled with curiosity. She moved her index finger back and forth in a slow, rhythmic motion.
"Syria!" Calder gasped louder as his body trembled. Lady Syria started to feel empowered. Someone as fierce as Calder was turning into putty under her touch, he was vulnerable and less fierce looking yet it was also captivating. With a giant grin spreading across her face she then wondered if she could make him beg. She covered Calder bulge with her whole hand and shifted her body. "W-what are you-?!" Calder said before she sealed his lips with her own. Calder felt heat rush through out his body at the speed of light. Moans started to escape his mouth as he raised his hands and caught the back of her head.
Calder tried his best to hold on to the last thread of consciousness he had, he couldn't allow himself to get carried away. It would ruin his plans, he needed to cultivate their relationship and make her his. Suddenly Calder opened his eyes and grabbed Lady Syria's wrist but the deed had already ben done. His face paled as she looked up at him with a cunning smile, eyes sparkling with victory and a touch that was to addicting. "I really wanted to touch it." She said in a low seductive voice.
Calder froze as his lower member rejoiced. Her hand was smaller and more sender then his own. Lady She was able to slip her hand under his pants with ease and touch the sensitive area that he tried so hard to protect just moments ago. He wasn't sure what to do other then let out a shaky breath. This was starting to get too much but her hand touching his manhood felt amazing.
Calder quickly shook his head. Things were not supposed to escalate this quickly. He needed to get a handle on the situation or else he couldn't stop himself. He narrowed his gaze and glared at Lady Syria, he wanted to look upset and scare her away but her hand was just too soft. He wasn't sure he could make her listen.
"Syria remove your hand." Calder growled. "No." Lady Syria said before she devoured his mouth. Calder felt her tongue lunge inside his mouth and he unconsciously removed his hand from her wrist. She moved her tongue around clumsily but he didn't care, he want his tongue to met hers. He kissed her back. Then he felt her hand move. "Softer." He gasped in between kisses. Lady Syria loosened her grip and started to rub her hand against the flesh.
"I'm done... so done for." Calder said inside his head as his mind slowly started to go blank. All he could do was let his body's desires take over and bask in the pleasure. "Let me show you how it's done." He growled and flipped Lady Syria on her back. "Your highness!" Lady Syria gasped just as Calder started to suck on the base of his neck. His left hand found her bosom and he started to massage it with care. Lady Syria gasped. "Calder" He purred after her removed his lips.
"I-I-I can't." She said as she shivered. She felt Calder's tongue make circles were he just sucked her. "I will make you say it." He said as he let out a deep breath. He then slowly moved his tongue down her neck to her collar bone, never forgetting to massage her bosom gently. A moan escaped Lady Syria's mouth and Calder could feel himself get empowered. He shifted himself downwards and switched tactics. He looked at the breast he was just massaging and could tell that a peak had formed under her night gown.
He licked his lips as his left hand started to massage the other breast. "What are you doing?!" Lady Syria gasped as her back slightly arched upwards. "Teasing." Calder announced before he opened his mouth and closed it over top of the peak. Lady Syria couldn't hold in her voice. Calder started to bite on the peak, gently rolling it between his teen and licking it in intervals.
Lady Syria didn't know what to do. She grabbed Calder's head and held him in place. Calder laughed as he opened his mouth further. He started to lick and suck the satin fabric of her night gown. Lady Syria dramatically sucked in air as she pulled his head closer. Calder tried to lift up his head but found that Lady Syria had quite a bit of strength to her.
He removed his left hand and gently slid it over her clothes. Lady Syria was breathing heavily and started to loosen her grip on Calder's head. "Ahhhh!" Lady Syria screamed the moment Calder touched her lower area. He looked up as he started to massage the patch over her clothes. "Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!" She screamed louder. Calder switched his full palm massage to just a two finger massage and pressed in further. Making his fingers act like a wedge. Lady Syria's body reacted and automatically her legs parted.
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