She’d shed her white short kimono and had walked up right to where I sat. I blew an unsteady breath out as she gave me a sexy, wicked smile, rocking her hips from side to side as she pulled on the string that held her halter-style bikini-type bra up, and stepped between my knees, subtly spreading them wider.

I set my mug aside and licked my lips.

The halter-style bra fell to the floor noiselessly, joining the white kimono, and I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her waist. I buried my face in her cool bare skin to get closer to her tempting nakedness. I ventured a tongue out, subtly licking around her navel. Her breathing changed into short gasps.

Her beautiful breasts pressed around my head like pillows. I stopped my licks and drew my head back slightly. Her rosy nipples were hard and erect as pencil erasers, the areola crinkled and drawn in towards the center. I leaned forward but stopped short of drawing a nipple into my mouth, as I yearned to.

Instead, I decided to draw this out, thinking, “if this is the moment I finally get to make love to her, I’m going to give her my everything … slowly.” So I blew a soft warm breath over the nipple instead.  She sucked a cooing gasp in, tunneled her fingers urgently through my hair, and then bent her body in half over my head.

One of us groaned, “I love being naked with you like this.”

“We should always be naked whenever we’re together by ourselves,” the other responded.

My tongue came out next and I dragged it over her breast in long slow strokes, tracing a long wet trail from the lower curve of one breast up to her chest at first, before I tracked down towards the nipple. I blew on the nipple once more, still not sucking it in, prolonging the moment we both ached for.

“Girl you know this feels real good …. this is what I want to do … I wanna sex you up,” the words of the next song in the cue playing out of her system called out to us.

Fuck me, this whole thing is playing out just perfectly, I smiled inwardly. “A-e-rin…I…I…” she tried to speak. I could just make out the words falling out of her mouth between gasps of her sexy moaning – they were urgent, desperate. Her fingers dug into the roots of my hair, tugging me closer. I tried to look up but my vision got lost in the fragrant cloud of red-copper hair that fell like a curtain around me. I felt for a nipple with one hand and rolled it gently between a finger and a thumb when I found it. She cried out and thrust her hips urgently into me.