Sarah strips

Sarah's heart beat faster as she grabbed the hem of her sweater. She pulled it over her head, revealing a modest white bra underneath it. Her hands trembled as she unzipped her skirt and pushed it down her legs until she was standing before him in nothing but her bra and panties. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her arms and drop onto the floor. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pushed them down her legs and onto the floor. She trembled slightly as she stepped out of them. Her body flushed red as she stood before him completely naked, her hands instinctively covering her most intimate places.

She felt her body shiver and her heart pound as Damien's eyes roamed her body. "You're beautiful Sarah," Damien said, his voice low, "Truly beautiful."

Sarah's breath hitched. She had never been naked in front of a man before. This kind of exposure and vulnerability was something brand new for her. Yet, as she stared into his eyes, she felt a warmth coursing through her, igniting something within her.

The touch of his hand on her face felt like an electric shock, his touch gentle yet firm. He pressed his lips softly to hers. She gasped and her eyes fluttered closed as a wave of new sensations overwhelmed her. He deepened the kiss, his tongue pushing through her lips and meeting hers. She opened up to him and felt a heat coursing through her that she had never felt before.

Damien's lips left Sarah's and traced their way down her neck, then her collarbone, each press of his lips radiating more heat within her. He reached her ample breasts and took her nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled it in his mouth, hardening under his ministrations. His hands cupped her breasts with his thumbs pressing and twirling her nipples. She felt jolts of pleasure all the way to her core. He alternated between each breast, giving each one the same attention. Her breath came in gasps and she arched her back. She never imagined that she could feel this much from having her breasts stimulated.

Damien left her breasts and kissed his way down her chest and her belly until he reached the heat of her pussy. She felt his face inches away from her most intimate place and hitched slightly. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of hunger and tenderness. "It's okay," he reassured, "You can trust me."

Sarah looked into his eyes and nodded. She trusted him, more than anyone that she had ever known. She opened up her thighs to him, her heart beating fast with anticipation to where this would go next.