Lindy woke up and someone was covering her up with a blanket. She blinked to clear her eyes. Damion leaned down to her. “Ms. Reed, everyone's asleep, you were sleeping on the couch when we got back I didn't want you to get cold.” His voice was low and soft caressing her ear and wreaking havoc on her body.
“Th-Thank you, I guess I fell asleep watching tv, I'm just going to go to my room now, but thanks for thinking about me.” She stood up quickly and almost fell back down again as a wave of dizziness washed over her. All at once Damion's strong warm arm was wrapped tightly about her waist pulling her against his hard body.
“Hey careful, you are moving too fast for just waking up. Let me help you to your room, Sleepy girl.” The feel of a man's body against her had grown almost foreign, she could not resist the temptation to sink against him and drop her head down on his shoulder. He guided her carefully to her room and pulled the blankets down on her bed before lowering her to it gently.
As she sat on the edge of the bed looking up at him with soulful eyes, he knelt down on his knees and began to remove her shoes. She was wearing sneakers and he slowly untied each one and slipped them from her feet. He then peeled off her socks. Her toenails were painted a bright cheery pink and made her seem suddenly younger than her years. She wanted to stop him but more than that she didn't. She wanted this to go on forever, it had been so long, and she wanted this so much.
His warm hands gently kneaded the soles of her feet, first one and then the other, causing her to moan low in her throat and her head to fall back. She was strikingly beautiful in that pose. Her back was slightly arched thrusting her full breasts up, her waist was trim and lithe. Her shoulder length auburn hair that she thought of as unruly, cascaded wildly about her face. Damion felt his manhood harden as he looked up at her. Her face was still smooth and unlined, her lips full, her cheeks rosy. He could tell that she had been a pretty girl and now was a beautiful woman.
He moved up to sit beside her on the bed and brought his hand to her cheek stroking it's softness. “Open your eyes,” he whispered. When she did their gazes locked, her wide blue eyes pools of want and need and his dark and sexy full of lust and more, admiration. He guided her mouth to his and pressed his lips to hers softly. The first touch of their kiss was like an electrical current. Soon he was pillaging her mouth, both hands entangled in her silken hair as his tongue delved deep into her mouth.
Lindy kissed him back passionately, sighing her breath into him as their tongues met in a fevered match, licking and stroking each other passionately. Her hands moved of their own accord to his shirt and began to unbutton it quickly. She wanted so much to feel the ripple of his muscles, the strength of him.
She pulled it down his arms and off of him, tossing it aside. Their mad kissing did not subside as she began to run her fingers over the sinew of him. Caressing and stroking his back and chest. She let her fingertips glide over his nipples and swirl about them just a bit.
Damion also longed to feel her hot flesh. He pulled her tee shirt up and separated their mouths long enough to peel it off of her. Her skin was pale and lovely. He leaned to kiss her more as his hands worked the clasp on the back of her bra. Within seconds he was pulling it off of her heatedly. Her breasts sprang free of their enclosure.
They were lovely twin spheres, full and proud, maybe not as perky as they once were but beautiful in their own right. Her nipples were so hard and upturned as if to invite his mouth. He answered their call and lowered his head to her breast. He ran his tongue around first one engorged nub and then the other. She cried out and clasped his head against her.
