He doesn’t know the path well, and with no moon, he could easily trip and injure himself. I don’t want to have to work around an injury, so I guide him and warn him of rocks and steps. Conversation seems impossible. My mouth is only capable of giggles and short sentences for now, and I’m afraid he must think me immature to carry on this way. When he stops and pulls me close for a kiss, I see his beautiful smile and know I am not alone in my joy.We reach the veranda, and before I can drag him to my bed, he stops and embraces me once more. His lips travel to my breast, and he teases my nipple with his tongue. Pleasure shoots through my being when he pulls it between his lips. My head is spinning when he runs his hands down the backs of my thighs and lifts me off the ground – I wrap my legs around his waist. He is hard again – his erection presses against my ass as he unerringly carries me to my dimly lit room. How does he know the way? The question flashes through my head and is gone just as quickly when he gently lowers me to my bed.“Oh, baby girl, you are so beautiful.
