I sat sipping leisurely on the mug of hot chocolate that Tom had so graciously made only moments ago. As I did, warm sensations began to kindle within my stomach. He had my full attention as he sipped from his own. I watched intently as his soft pierced lower lip caressed the rim of the warm black ceramic mug. Watching his movements in this way soon had me imagining what those lips would feel like if they roamed over my soft flesh with that same caress, how warm his breath would feel against my skin as he brushed them slowly over it. As these thoughts filled my mind, I bit slightly on my bottom lip as a blush arose over my cheeks. I hadn’t noticed in my mental absence that he had been watching me. His eyes, the color of melted caramel, had been silently studying my body language with heated interest. As I came back to reality, I looked into his soft brown orbs, and sighed. I could have absolutely lost myself in those eyes. As we held each other’s gaze closely, a smirk graced his lips. “What are you thinking about, Liebe?” he asked curiously. I lowered my eyes shyly. “Nothing…Tom” I replied simply. He ghosted his fingertips down my cheek and lifted my chin so that my eyes were directly at level with his own. “Don’t be shy, it’s only me.” He smiled and nodded lifting the mug again to his lips, finishing the rest of the cooling liquid. He placed the emptied mug upon the floor he turned and took the other mug and set it aside as well then closed the privacy curtain. I desperately craved his lips, wanting them pressed upon my own. He smiled at me, as if he had just read my mind. He leaned forward and pushed back a bit of stray hair out of my eyes gently guiding my head towards his and pressed his lips against mine. My şişli escort hands seemed to move with a mind of their own. I reached up, placing my arms over his shoulders, my hand tangling into his long dreadlocks. His hands found my hips now. He gripped them subtly and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss greatly. I parted my lips slightly, my tongue moving over the hoop that sat at the left corner of his lip. He parted his lips as well, his soft tongue finding my own. I moaned into his kiss as he began to massage my tongue and play with my piercing. One of his hands moved to the small of my back now as he pulled me even closer, bringing me into his lap. His hands snuck up the back of my shirt and began unhooking my white lace bra as we continued to kiss. Once finished he pulled the strapless garment from my breast and put it aside. He now caressed me softly; his hands cupping my prominently rounded bosom. I murmured softly as his calloused fingers brushed over my taut nipples. He massaged them tenderly as his lips still consumed my own. His lips parted, initiating contact. I parted my lips again, allowing him entrance back into my mouth. I sighed and his tongue slipped desperately over mine. He teased my tongue for a few more moments before pulling away. I pouted faintly at the loss of contact. He looked into my eyes as if to ask permission to advance. I grinned, giving him the okay. He touched the hem of my blouse and then traced his fingers over each of the buttons, unbuttoning each with a slow and teasing pace, taking his time. Once he had my shirt open he slipped it from my shoulders, kissing behind it. He discarded the shirt and now stared upon my upper body with hungry eyes. A blush escort şişli re-tinted my cheeks as he lowered his lips to my hardened nipples. A scarcely audible cry broke free from my open mouth as his tongue claimed that flesh. His hands found my back again as he moved forward and lay me down steadily. He removed his hand from beneath me and took my wrists in hand and placed them over my head. He caressed down my arms and continued unstopped over my sides. He touched my waist and slid a finger just under the waistband of my jeans, playing with the fold of my panties. He unbuttoned and unzipped them pulling them down and off of me unhurriedly. He tossed them away and looked over my now almost bare body and smiled as he saw the lace. He hooked his fingers into them. He set to removing those as well, pulling them from my hips and down my thighs. I sighed as my body became completely exposed to his wondering eyes. I nibbled at my lower lip as he parted my legs. His hand journeyed forward and passed his finger delicately over my clit. “Ah~… yes Tom…” I purred sweetly. He did this slowly until I begged him for a faster, harder touch. He complied without hesitation, sending pleasure coursing through my body. As his index and middle fingers rubbed circles into my clit, I reared my body upward into his touch, my back arching from the bed. His caress slowed and softened as my body lay flat on the mattress once more. My body trembled as he gradually inserted said fingers into me. They began thrusting in and out at a deliberately sluggish pace. Once I adjusted to this touch, he lowered his lips, placing a few soft kisses to my clit before the first brush of his tongue. I purred and pushed into him, mecidiyeköy my toes curling slightly to this very talented and unrelenting touch. As he continued, his other hand began to creep over my body. Those fingers found my nipples and rubbed them a bit harshly, his calloused touch warming the blood beneath my skin. “Tom… please…mmm take me harder.” I murmured, begging for more of his touch. Again he complied and fingered me harder. A sly grin overtook his face. “is it good for you my love?” he asked already knowing my answer. “oh god, verry good. ” I replied quietly as I moaned. “Are you going to cum for me baby?” he asked. “Yes Tom…” I answered. He nodded and continued in this way until I could handle no more. “Mmm… good girl.” He praised. Tom came up to my swollen lips and kissed me with complete passion. He rolled our bodies over as we kissed, pulling mine onto his. We cuddled for hours and eventually drifted to sleep in each others arms. Hours later after everyone had gone to bed; I had stirred myself from sleep as restless feelings invaded me wickedly. Tom’s body felt so warm and inviting against my own. He lay with his arms wrapped around me and his head nestled into my hair as he slept soundly. A few of his dreadlocks had managed to find their way to my face as we had slept. I moved them back and grabbed one in my hand and played with it idly for a while as I smiled to myself, thinking about where I was. I dropped the piece of his hair and put my hand in his, lacing our fingers together. He nuzzled lovingly at the back of my neck and began to kiss and nibble it playfully. I giggled and turned around and faced him. He smiled at me. “Are you restless baby?” he asked me with an innocent tone of voice and a devilish smile. “Yes… I can’t sleep, my body won’t calm down.” I said with a deep meaningful pout. “Do you think there is anything I can do to… remedy that?” he asked slyly. “Well… maybe a little… make out session wouldn’t hurt.” I said with a quiet giggle.