fingers. She shivered at the look of longing in his face.
He lifted his hand to her face caressing her jaw and cheek as his thumb rubbed the crumbs off her warm wet lips. Without thought, her mouth parted slightly and she licked his thumb. Jacob felt warmth flow through his arm, through his chest and down. Kate inhaled sharply as his thumb slid back and forth over her mouth. Her breath short and aching. He slowly bent toward her is eyes never leaving her lips and pressed a warm kiss to them. She inhaled tasting his breath and kissed him back tasting the sweet pastry mixed with him in her mouth. His tongue slid in tangling with hers as she did.
Derrick stood scrapping his chair loudly bumping Jacob, as music started to play ending the moment. He reached for Kyla’s hand and took her to an area set up for dancing. Jacob stood and reached for Daniela taking the hint from Derrick to slow down. She took a sip of her wine to gather her emotions and allowed him to pull her up and onto the dance floor. ‘Take Me Home’, by Phil Collins, was playing softly in the background as they danced. With his arm firmly around her waist, she raised her hands to his shoulders. While the music played on, she barely heard the words as her fingers played with the slight curls on the back of his neck. Other couples danced around them as ghost, barely noticed by the two of them as the music changed from one song to another. They looked at each other lost in their own world.
Their bodies warm and inviting as song after song played. Neither noticed the changes. His hand moved up and down her back in time with her heart, her breath hitched as his hands slowed on her butt and he pulled her closer. She could feel his interest in her against her stomach and heat radiated down between her thighs. Breathing became an ache in her chest her nipples hardening as they rubbed against his chest through their clothes.
He danced them to the side of the cabin, unerringly away from prying eyes. She found herself against something hard and solid behind her but it just did not register completely. His hands moved slow and methodically over her shoulders, her back and down then up under her shirt. His hands slow and methodical, as if trying to memorize every centimeter of her. Their minds merged, she could feel what he felt. The silky softness of her skin, the muscles pulsing as she flinched to his touch. She could feel his fingers sliding along her skin and the sensation was over whelming, as if feeling her own body from two sides. His emotions mixing with her emotion like an explosion of lights, a damn bursting too full. Then out of control feeding the other like an echo that just would not end building higher and louder until she could think of nothing but the two of them. Of her need, of his need. She needed more.
The tightness he was producing with his touch, gave the impression to lessen around her chest slightly, as her bra fell open and loosened. His hand sliding up to cup first one then the other of her full soft breasts. His thumb slide torturously across to pinch her already peaked and aching nipples. The buttons on her blouse came undone as though no longer able to contain what it covered, her head fell back her mind lost in his touch. He leaned down, her chest pushing toward him for more attention and replaced his hands with his mouth, suckling in her nipples like a starved babe at the breast. The tightness, the pleasurable ache returned and she melted into him.
Her moan was quiet and pleading. His hand slid down her stomach to the juncture of her thighs, finding her sexual heat and moisture pouring off her to drive him insane. His fingers searching with a mind of their own, finding her clit, began to play her nerves like a Stradivarius. She could hear music; sensual, needy, wanton not realizing she was creating the notes herself. She laminated and squirmed under his hands, pushing against him for more. Her breathing tight, shallow almost