She rested her head against my chest as I carried her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed, with its massive spread of navy blue satin sheets, and slowly undressed myself and her. I didn't just want her now. I needed her. And if her eyes told me anything, she needed me just as badly.

We were naked now, her on the bed, legs closed, arms demurely over her breasts, me hovering over her, painfully erect cock jutting out.

I grabbed hold of her wrists and slowly pealed her arms away. Her nipples were hard, her breasts beautiful as her chest rose and fell in anticipation. I knelt...