concluded before stepping back from him. Gareth's eyes shot open and he looked at her, almost in distress, his hands reaching towards her.
“Ah-Uh,” She firmly spoke up causing him to drop his hands, “Touch yourself.” She commanded, smiling slightly shocked expression. He looked at her for a moment, “Do I need to repeat myself?” she asked, firmly. He reached for his manhood, his hand wrapping around it, griping it. A gasping moan escaped his lips, as his hand started moving, she looked at him as he tried to keep his eyes for closing completely, his head falling back slightly as his hand started moving more vigorously.
“No!” she commanded, causing his head to jerk, his eyes jolting open to look at her. “Softly, tease it.” she commanded as she started taking off her clothes, the warming sensations between her legs having built up to a throbbing, the heat intensifying. His grip loosened slightly, as he looked at her. It was when she drew off her top, exposing her lace-encased breasts to him that she saw him once again tighten his grip on himself.
“Oh God, lace, I love a woman in lace.” he husked.
“Stop!” Danielle commanded when he started increasing his pace.
“Can’t… you’re… oh god… Could come right here and be happy.” He gasped.
“Stop now or leave.” She firmly commanded. She watched his eyes enlarge moments before his hand let go of his manhood. His jaw and hands clenching as he hissed in frustration.
“Good.” she encouraged nodding her head, “Now lie on the bed.” she firmly commanded said whilst unfastening her denims, making a show of removing them, remaining only in her lace underwear. Before slowly approaching the bed, cupping her breasts, watching his response to her approach, seeing the jolt of his manhood as she crawled onto the bed, her hand pressing against his chest when he rose to reach for her. “What do you want?” She asked huskily, “and remember, honesty is best.”
“I want you.” He croakily replied.
Danielle looked at his body, then shook her head, before firmly stating, her voice husky, “That’s not what your body’s telling me.”
“What!” Gareth exclaimed, moaning as her hand moved down his chest, her fingers playing slightly with the hair there.
She moved closer to him, before whispering in he ear, “Your body wants to fuck.” Then pulled back slightly at his grunt, “so don’t lie to me.”
Gareth’s eyes enlarged at that, groaning slightly as he nodded his head.
“Although I don’t want that quite yet.” She continued her hands capturing his hen they reached for her. His voice strained when he grunted, “what do you want?”
“For you to touch me. ” she returned bringing his hands to her breast, the skin under his hands immediately tingling, the throbbing in her core intensifying.
“Oh God Please.” he almost begged as he cupped her breasts, still encased in their lace confines, brushing his thumbs over her already hardened nipples. Rising from his prone position, his hand slipped behind her neck, puling her closer claiming her lips in a hard kiss. Danielle stroked her hands dawn his body purposely missing his manhood smiling into his kiss as he groaned in frustration. Then before she knew what happened, she found herself flipped onto her back, his hands tugging the lace from her breasts, moments before his lips latching onto the one nipple, sucking it hard, drawing a gasp from her as a sharp sensation resulted in a tugging low in her groin. Her hands grasped his head, holding him in place as her back arched up and into him, moaning her appreciation. His one hand pushed behind her, unclasping her bra, working it off as he changed sides, tossing it into the distance. His hands ran fervently over her skin, appraisingly as he nuzzled her breast.
He lifted off her slightly, bracing his weight slightly, and within a second his lips claimed hers again, the kiss firm, demanding, as his fingers traced lower, teasing
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