Roman's hands on my body eased any residual tension I felt. He pressed his lips to mine and our tongues danced, lapping at each other. His hands stroked my legs, pulling down the stretch pants. I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down with my hands.
I could tell he was eager, but I wanted to take our time, to savor our time together. Unbuttoning his shirt, one by one, I kissed his chest at each spot. He yanked off my shirt, and I lay back on the bed. Fondling my breasts, he first cupped them over my bra then unsnapped my undergarment, revealing my bright pink nipples.
With his nose, he nudged each one then licked the tips with the flick of his tongue. His sudden gentleness warmed my insides, and I gave a little shutter. I watched him and his delicate movements, working his hands and tongue down to the inside of my legs.
I wanted him, and my body was ready to welcome him inside of me, but I also enjoyed the slow buildup.
"Oohhh," I cooed. "That feels so nice."
