A pleasurable moment

CLAUDIA

I trailed my hand down his back, kissing ever part of his upper body. I pushed him back slightly, and he fell to the bed. The look on his face told me he was surprised I could do what I was doing. “You aren’t in this alone. I don’t know why or what I’m doing too,” I thought as I lowered my head to his chest again. He had broad shoulders and very well built torso. I ran my finger down his chest to the tip of his pants. Trust me when I say it wasn’t a smooth run. His belly was so rigid and tight. I began to wonder if he ate at all.

I raised my head to look at him, and I saw him open his eyes. For the every first time his eyes communicated something different. It wasn’t that harsh, fierce look anymore. He looked tired but very much ready for whatever I wanted to do to him. “Where else do you want me to massage?” I asked and watched his Adam’s apple raise and fall as he swallowed. “Err… my back, I guess.” He narrowed his gaze at me, and I bounced my head. “Turn around,” I said,