That left the question hanging about "us".Both of us knew this implicitly but never discussed it openly for the fear of jinxing the whole thing. We lo...ved each other so much, we were petrified of what would happen if things started breaking down between us. After all, she was my first love and I, her only real one (She grew out of the relationship with my dad but stayed in only for my sake as is the case with a large number of Indian marriages where divorce is still considered taboo). It wasn't. The brush of his lips over bare skin. The tease of rough fingers over a firm breast and its stiff nipple. The taste of his tongue. The sound of his breathing."Dean..." she whimpers, reaching for him and longing to see the desire in his eyes. She knows it's there. She can feel it. Taste it in the way he kisses her. "Please..."He lowers her, warm and naked, to the bed. She feels his skin pressing against hers and tries to push closer to the hard heat of him. His hands close around her wrists and. Besides stuff with the new company, I also had a football game on the weekend, and then Sunday I was going to be testing to get my G4 ranking. I was actually pretty excited about that. Levi had already started working with me on some more advanced techniques not normally taught until you hit the Expert level, but he thought it was prudent considering all the scrapes I had been in recently. He was however adamant that if I were going to start learning this stuff, I needed to work hard to. Jack lies down beside me, we kiss again and I begin to slowly unbutton his shirt. Pushing it back to reveal his beautiful body and smooth skin. I purr appreciatively as he playfully flexes, I laugh at my lover and kiss him tenderly. Once more, we deepen the kiss and Jack skims his hands over my breasts though he is unable to feel them due to the corset. I smile a little shyly and stand before him. Turning my back to him, I can watch myself in the mirrors around the room as I slowly unzip my.