Her turn to strip

As he lowered, she rose, straightening her legs as she followed him down, her mouth never leaving him. Her ass lifted high behind her, exaggerated by the angle and the heels she still wore, the arch of her back on full display.

Once he was fully seated, she let him go, pulling her mouth off him with a pop and a wet gasp. A smile across her lips as she looked up at him.

Natalie’s chest rose and fell as she caught her breath; the corners of her mouth curved in a satisfied, knowing smile. Her lips were glossy, flushed from use from kissing and then wrapping around him, if only briefly. Then, without a word, she lifted her left leg and placed it on the bed between his knees.

The pointed toe of her heel nudged his balls gently to the side, using just enough pressure to make him inhale sharply as she positioned it beneath them. Her leg turned slightly outward, causing it to part the dress around her thigh completely, revealing the full length. He could see everything now - the intricate lace of her stocking, the bare strip of skin above it, and the thin black garter strap holding it in place. The view alone made his heart skip a beat.

“Take off my shoe,” she said, calm but expectant.

He leaned in, his hand sliding from her knee downward, palm gliding slowly over the silk of her calf, tracing the long line of her leg. At the same time, his mouth found the inside of her thigh, just above the knee, and kissed it softly, causing her to go stiff for a moment.

It was her turn for a moan to escape her lips at the feel of someone’s mouth finally touching any part of her, even if it was through her stockings. His lips moved higher, slow and focused, pressing warm kisses along the lace edge, then just above it. His fingers found the tiny strap at her ankle, fumbling slightly, unable to see it, but in no rush to free her foot. He kept his mouth on her as he worked, trailing kisses along the bare strip of skin between the garter and the hem of her dress. His tongue working, at lightly sucking and the smooth surface.

When he finally released the buckle, she lifted her foot again, breaking the contact with his mouth and allowing the shoe to fall to the floor with a soft thud. She kicked it aside before repeating the process with her other shoe, sliding it up onto the bed between his legs, just like the first.

He reached for that one too, already leaning in. His hands moved more confidently now, as his fingertips traced the curve of her calf and he bent to kiss the inside of her opposite thigh. This time, she braced herself against his shoulder, her palm resting there, to help with her balance as her legs got weaker by the second.

She watched him as he unfastened the second buckle, his lips brushing along the garter strap as he worked. While he kissed his way up her thigh, she let go of his shoulder and her hands moved to the sash at her waist, fingers working the knot that was holding the wrap dress closed. She tugged it loose slowly, and it gave with a soft pull, but she didn’t untie it completely. She kept the last bit of tie done.

“Lie back and get in the middle of the bed,” she said, with a purr, but commanding.

Matt didn’t hesitate. He slid back across the mattress, settling into the center and propping himself up on his elbows, eyes fixed on her the entire time. His chest rose and fell unevenly, his cock thick and flushed between his legs, twitching slightly in anticipation.

Standing at the edge of the bed, she watched him watch her. Then, finally, her hands moved. She reached for the knot at her waist and untied the last bit of it with a slow intent, the fabric loosening with a whisper. With one smooth motion, she peeled the wrap open, sliding her hands along her own hips as she pulled it aside.

Holding the fabric open with the back with her hands, her posture was poised, giving him the full view. The black lingerie was elegant, consisting of intricate lace and sheer panels sculpted to trace every line of her. But it was the panties that caught his attention.

There was nothing covering her. The garter straps hugged her hips, the lace waistband sat high and tight, but the space between her thighs was left bare. She saw the way his eyes caught her, and the shift in his breath. For just a moment, she felt it too, that pulsing thrill that came from knowing exactly what she’d chosen.

She almost hadn’t worn them. Had looked at herself in the mirror before finishing getting dressed, the crotchless panties leaving her fully exposed, and questioned if it was too much. Too obvious. But then she’d remembered how she’d felt the last time she held back, and tonight wasn’t about holding back.

So she’d stepped into them anyway, letting the lace hug her thighs, leaving herself open, and now here she was, standing in front of him, framed in white and black, watching his cock throb from the sight alone.

She climbed onto the bed slowly, eyes staying on him as she crawled forward. Her lips found his thigh first, kissing just above the bend where his muscle tightened, then higher, letting her mouth trail over the inside of his hip before she shifted to his shaft. One quick slurp of the precum beading at the tip drawing a satisfied hum in her throat, and then she moved on.

When her tongue dipped into his navel, he twitched beneath her. His hands tightened on the comforter as she **** her mouth higher, licking and kissing her way up to his chest. Next, she reached one of his nipples, and sucked it gently before nipping it with just enough **** to make him flinch.

“Fuck,” he breathed out, almost laughing from the shock of it, but he didn’t make any effort to stop her.

She didn’t linger. Her mouth kept moving up the line of his collarbone, then to the side of his neck, soft kisses melting into slower ones until she found his lips. She kissed him deeply, one hand resting on his chest, her breath warm and steady as she eased forward once more.

She kept going. Straddling his chest and beyond until her ankles moved up on either side of his head. Her hips rose, hovered for a second, and then she lowered herself over his mouth.

No words. Just the way she moved speaking for her.

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