Not just seeing his body, but watching how he moved. Strong. Athletic. Agile. Purposeful. After he laid out his clothes, standing there in boxer brief...s, Lilly smiled. Playfulness rose to the surface. He drew it out of her. It made her feel vibrant and fun and alive. She watched him. “What about the rest?” she asked, nodding toward his briefs.“Oh, you want more?” Matt said, smiling back, the chill leaving his body as the fire now warmed him, too.“Strip for me, Matt,” Lilly said. Grinning.“I. I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the maids or someone else. I returned to my book. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. The number of days dwindling til the date of my 17th birthday. I expected nothing special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for nothing but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a black dress, a wonderful man, and a good book. The tapping continued. Sir, said I, or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore, But. She imagined Kim’s hand pushing up under her shirt, sliding over the tight skin of her belly as it traveled upward. Jaimie arched her back, aching for Kim’s fingers to find her nipple; wanting to feel the heat of her mouth. She imagined Kim pushing her shirt up, lifting her breast from the C cup, and breaking the kiss to lean down and suck the tight nipple between her lips. Jaimie groaned as she imagined Kim’s tongue flicking over the tight nub, the heat of her mouth seeming to scald her before. Once she spent her furry she calmed down but watched him with eyes that would kill a lesser man. Taking a place at her side he began to caress her randomly, his skilled fingers traced soft lines from her ears up to her hands then he made circles around her abdomen then up around her breasts avoiding her nipples for now. While his hands were so occupied he spoke soft words of praise, telling her how much he loved her. Making sure that she could not land a solid blow with her free leg he.