plenty, there should be in the drawer.” he answered lifting her hand to his lips. “And I have no aversion to using it.” Danielle simply nodded her head in response as he stepped closer.
“Now just relax and close your eyes,” he whispered against her lips. His hands reached up to take hold of the sides of her neck, his thumbs gently stroking the skin, as he lowered his lips to hers, lightly brushing them.
Danielle felt her legs quake at the tenderness of his actions, having expected the frenzied tugging at clothes. His tongue lightly traced her lips and she opened in response, allowing him to deepen their kiss. Her knees for a moment weakening as his hands moved down and around her waist, pulling her to him. His other hand capturing the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss, and where in the past she had found passionate kisses overwhelming, his seemed to coax something from deep inside her.
Her hands moved of their own accord, her fingers threading through his hair as their kiss progressed, before finally jerking apart, both breathing hard. His hand started wandering over her body, “God you feel even better than I imagined,” he husked into her neck as his hand slipped under her sweater, rubbing against the fabric of her top. He pushed their lower bodies closer, thrusting into her slightly, letting her to feel his already burgeoning erection. “I want to get you out of these,” he husked, tugging slightly at her clothes, “But I’m not sure I’ll manage without ripping them all off,” he husked against her neck.
Danielle moved her hands to his chest, breathing in deeply before looking at him, “Why don’t you sit down.” she said, pushing him slightly towards the bed.
“And let go of you,” he moaned, “Could you ask something less difficult.” he husked making to pull her closer.
“Step back and loose some clothes,” she firmly commanded.
Her words, the firmness in her voice had him pull back slightly, to look at her. “You a Dom in disguise?” he asked
“I might be.” She retuned pulling back slightly.
“Oh God I’m gonna die a happy man tonight.” Gareth huskily replied, pulling back slightly.
“Oh quit the dramatics!” Danielle commanded, allowing this new and foreign part of her to take control. Watching as he stepped back and started stripping his clothes.
“How far?” Hh asked when he had shrugged his outer clothes.
“All of it.” Danielle commanded, taking in the sight of his well-toned body, the dusting of hair on his chest.
“Yes ma-am.” He answered stripping down, causing Danielle to gasp when she saw the entirety of him. “Where do you want me?” he asked once done, his erection rising proudly from his loins.
“Right there will do.” she replied as she approached him, brushing her hand over her chest. The heat of his skin almost scorching her fingertips. A sense of power filled her, the sight of a man so aroused, wanting her, gave her fortitude, liberating her, allowing her to live out a long suppressed fantasy.
She walked around him, slowly, her hand brushing along his chest over his arm and around to his back, as she looked him over, noting how he clenched his fists at her action, before she gripped his buttocks with both hands squeezing them. “Hmm, well developed, nice and firm with good hips.” she appraised him massaging his buttocks slightly, before continued around him, coming to a standstill in front of him. Her hand traced down his chest towards his hardened manhood, his breath hitched as her hand wrapped around it, whilst she looked into his eyes. Watching as his closed and a low moan came from his lips. Leaving her feeling heady with power, that familiar warm sensation between her legs building as she stoked him. “Nice and hard, I could find use for this.” she husked, before letting go of it, her hands slipping even lower cupping his testis. “A good size,” she said as he practically whimpered, “They’ll do nicely.” She
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