You let him lead.

"Stand still," he tells you, and you find yourself unable to move. The sound of your heartbeat seems unreasonably loud, and your breaths are coming sharper as his eyes remain locked on yours.

Slowly he moves his face towards yours again, and you part your lips in anticipation.

"No!" he says, backing away. You cannot surpress the whimper that escapes your mouth. "I want you to stand still. Don't move a muscle. I will move them for you."

Nodding, you watch as he lowers his face towards yours again. You are too terrified that he will pull away again even to close your eyes.

His warm lips brush against yours, and the beating of your heart quickens impossibly. All the blood is rushing to your face, your cheeks growing hot. His lips pass over yours and land on the side of your mouth, gently pressing a soft kiss there.

He moves his lips back across yours and parts them slowly. Your mouth is gently pried open with his tongue, and the hot muscle invades your mouth, tickling the edges of your smooth teeth. It is as if he's making love to your lips, his tongue a throbbing cock pushing through your lips to gently penetrate your most private places.

Heat spreads through your body. It seems to come from him, penetrating you and flowing through your body. It warms the tips of your breasts, your hands which ache to touch his body, and straight down between your legs. Impatient, you groan against him.