Both of you like being submissive.

I couldn't contain a deep chuckle as I reached around her waist and began working on unbuckling the belt of her nightgown, removing it from around her waist as I went. Her breasts spilled out from beneath the thin fabric of her white nightgown, glistening temptingly as my fingers brushed past each nipple. Abigail moaned, arching her back into my touch.

Slowly I removed her bra and tossed it aside. My fingers brushed across her firm, round breasts. They were perfect. Soft… round… perfectly round… flawless, perfect. I wanted to devour her. Taste every inch of her. I was addicted to her.

Abigail smiled. "Good boy."

My fingers travelled down to her stomach, my thumb running over the small swell of her bellybutton. Her body trembled beneath my touch, her breath becoming heavier as my fingers explored her stomach, her curves, her skin, her breasts, her neck. All of her.

I loved every inch of her.

"I love it when you look at me like this," she said, a sweet smile curving her lips as I moved lower down toward the center of her body.

I glanced up briefly, a mischievous grin lighting up my features as I stared up at her. Her hair was loose today, cascading down her shoulders freely, reaching almost to the floor. I loved watching her hair cascade about her face and down her chest, feeling my cock twitch with eagerness in my pants.

"How do you like that?" She teased. She reached for my face with both of her hands, cupping my cheeks lightly.

I kissed her lips. "Much better than being on top," I replied in a low voice.

Abigail chuckled softly. "So you admit that you enjoy it?"

"Yes."

Abigail gave a little laugh, her hips rocking against mine as she gazed deeply into my eyes.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and brought her body closer to mine, bringing one arm behind her neck so that I was able to cup her breasts once more, playing with her nipples.

She let out another small cry as I continued to stroke her swollen breasts in rhythm with my hand, moving it lower and lower. She tilted her head back, giving me easier access to her throat as I took one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking softly.

Abigail moaned louder as I began to work her nipples. She writhed and bucked her hips against mine with a loud moan as I continued to suck greedily on her nipple, pinching it playfully between my teeth. A pleasured sigh escaped her lips as my hand trailed down the front of her body, touching her hip lightly.

The moment my hand rested on her thigh, she grabbed onto my hand and placed it firmly on the inside of her thigh, spreading her legs wider as she lay there, spread out for me as I held her close. Her breathing grew heavy, rapid as her eyes darted between my eyes and my mouth. I watched in anticipation as her fingers slipped underneath the hem of her skirt, lifting it, pulling it upwards slowly, revealing the bare skin of her inner thigh and leg.

I couldn't help but stare at her exposed leg, the sight of it practically intoxicating me with arousal, the sight arousing me to such an extent that I had to stop myself.