~ CASIMIR ~
For a moment I stood there, gathering my self-control. She was beautiful- open and trembling from her orgasm, her skin flushed and warm, her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breath.
I stroked her slowly, but with full palms, playing hands up and down her body, kissing her neck and shoulder. I was preparing to change our position… But first I had to steady those weak knees, make certain she was ready to take her own weight again.
When she'd found her feet again and her legs were no longer shaking, I began stroking her body again- though staying away from anywhere too sacred. I didn't want her overstimulated.
"Are you going to untie me now?" she asked hesitantly, turning her head though she was still blindfolded.
I chuckled, filling both hands with her breasts and giving her peaked nipples a gentle pinch. "Not yet."
She sucked in a breath and arched into my touch. "But… I can't touch you."
