Making Out, Part Deux

By poplular demand, though I'm not sure why...... part deux!

I kiss my daughter softly on the top of her head as I tuck her in to bed.  I then go into my bedroom to get ready for bed myself.  Jammies on, brushing my teeth, my hubby comes into the bathroom behind me.  He lifts my hair, and his lips graze the back of my neck.  Instant shivers down my spine.  Fingertips trail down my back, and protective arms wrap around me.  In my ear he whispers, "where were we?"  He spins me around, and his mouth finds mine, hungry and needing.  Pressed against each other, mouths and bodies, greedy and wanting. 

With deft hands, he quickly removes the jammies I had just put on.  He takes me by the hand and leads me to the bed.  I begin to help him with his clothes, and he shakes his head no.  "I want to kiss all of you," he says.  He turns out the bright light, and leaves the bathroom light on. The glow is just right.  He lays me down, and starts at my toes.  I giggle, as the sensation is ticklish and thrilling at the same time.  His firey tongue and lips move slowly up my calf, find the sensitive skin on the underside of my knee.  I quiver, and reach for him.  Again, he shakes his head no.  "Hands crossed above your head my girl - no touching," he says with an evil grin.  I moan in agony, but grin back, enjoying the moment.  His mouth, hot and wet, returns to my thigh.  He takes his time, caressing my hips with his hands as his mouth gets closer to my treasure, already wet and aching for his skillful tongue.  A gentle kiss in just the right spot, and my body tenses in anticipation.  Then just as quickly, his lips move to my belly.  He looks at me, grins evily again, as I now moan in frustration.  Slowly, his mouth makes his way up my belly to my supple breasts, sensitive and needing his attention.  He licks all around my erect nipple, I writhe with desire, look at him with pleading eyes.  "Please," I beg, and he takes my nipple into his mouth, sucks, and kisses, and I shudder with pleasure.  His lips find my collar bone, my neck, and finally, my waiting lips.  He lays on top of me, and we kiss with obvious need. 

In a lustful voice I say, " We need to get these clothes off of you."  He eagerly agrees, and even working together, we can't get them off fast enough.  Naked, we come together, and our passionate kiss ends with an ultimate climax.