After hours... - Gilded Cage

A happy mew sounds as he slid back in, feeling him enter her so fully again another shiver through her as well, and another moan sounds as their tongues do a gentle dance. Her fingers between them tighten a little on him, as she grinds against her own palm between them both.

He groaned when her hand tightened. He shivered again. The long, slow strokes that meant he was taking his time. Then he rolled. Over onto his back and pulled her up. Letting her see herself in the mirror while she rode him.

She arched back, riding him slow and steady keeping his earlier pace, watching herself in the mirror, and then she leaned down kissed him deeply. And then started to grind against him again, keeping the slow long strokes, and another shiver through her.

"How about the position you got the mirror for?" smoothly asked with her cheeks actually getting a blush and her temperature warming.

He smiled up at her. From here his hands slid up to her hips. Then over her stomach. Then up to cup her breasts. He tugged gently at her nipples. Leaned up to kiss the other one. "We can do that too darlin. Take ya time. I ain't got anywhere ta be but right here."

His touch, his words were like a wash for fresh water, and she slowly kept moving her hips some up and down, some side to side, and her hand in his hair holding him to her breast and the other raking down his back.

Squeezing him tightly in her, feeling every inch of him, and a soft sigh "oh so enjoying the moment then...." leaning forward and biting his shoulder as usual not breaking skin but it's a firm bite.

He trapped the nipple in his mouth. He tugged gently with his teeth. Then his tongue flicked gently over the nipple. His fingers rolled the other nipple. Tugged gently with a light squeeze. He moaned against her. Letting her control her own movement over him.

A soft humming as he played with her breasts, arching into his mouth, and her hands still playing with his hair or running down his back.

Her eyes half closed she slowly, steadily rode him, and then pulled off of him, rubbing him against her button, and then back down in one full movement. A louder hum obviously enjoying him in her, taking her time, and then tilting his face up kissed him deeply back - this time her tongue lazily exploring and dancing with his tongue.

He kissed her deeply. His tongue danced with hers. He nipped her lip gently. Wrapped both arms around her. Let her ride him at her own pace. His hips rose to meet hers. Still slow and gentle. He shivered again when he felt her hands on his back. Another soft groan as he felt her rise off of him and then take him within her again.

She slid off and back, repeating it, taking him fully and another deep moan sounded from her. Gently running her hands through his hair, then kissing his forehead, nose and nipping his lower lip.

Leaning towards him rocking into him, another moan, and tightening on him. Placing her arms on his shoulders, she picks up her pace just a little, all the way off and then back all the way.

Kissing him again, placing his hands on her hips then lifting off, and hoping he'll help push her all the way back down.

He obliged her. His hands went to her hips. His mouth trailed to her neck. Nibbled and kissed there. Pulling her firmly down over him. With another shiver and moan against her. His eyes closed. His hips rose to meet hers as well. Pressing her harder onto him. Not faster. Just a little harder.

She joined him in the shiver, a moan of her own, and a louder cry as he pulls her harder on him. A mellower ripple rolls through her that he can feel as she presses harder against him.

His hand went to the small of her back. Pressed a little. It changed the angle, the way he felt inside of her. The way she felt over him. He moaned against her again, then rose slowly up to his knees. Still holding her above him.

When he changes the angle she cries out again in pleasure, a low humming again, her nipples at full mast, and as he moves she tightens on him in this new angle. Gently rocking her hips as he moves, watching him with lust in her eyes, and a sultry smile. Her hands reaching towards his nipples and gently rolling them with just the tips of her fingers.

His back arched to her touch. He shivered again with a soft moan. He turned so that he could face the mirror. But he didn't pull her off of him or turn her around yet. One hand went to tug lightly at her nipples. Then he pulled her down for another soft, deep kiss.

A groan sounded as he tugged at her nipples, then being pulled into the kiss, she drank in his attention, touch and held in the kiss longer than usual. Then nipping, licking and kissing down his neck while moving on him in this new position. He could hear again the faint humming coming from her as they kept going at the current steady and slow pace.

His mouth was busy at her neck. He nipped and kissed there. His tongue warm when he ran it over her throat. One hand still at her nipple. Tugged and rolled it between his fingers. The other hand on her hip. Guiding her above him. A soft moan sounded from him.

Moving with his hand leading her speed, she would push harder down on him the last inch or so grind, and then slowly come up. Her hand one in his hair, running through it and the other hand using whatever she was touching to help her get better leverage.

The humming slowly switching to a low keening, a steady raw note, as she kept moving, squeezing and taking in the sensation of him in her.

His hands kept her from moving too fast. He wanted to feel her slow. Another moan came from him. His mouth found her shoulder. Kissed and nibbled there. Brought her closer. The other hand ran over her torso. Cupped her breast. Gently kneaded the mound of flesh. Then he leaned back. Looked up at her. Smiled slowly.

She kept it at the pace he wished, she kept the low keening, and while keeping it steady. Watching him with a slow smile, enjoying watching him watching her, and glancing at the view they made in the mirror.

He leaned her back. Ran a hand up between her breasts. Pressed her back so that she was nearly laying on his thighs. His voice was a low grow. "Wanna turn 'round so ya can see better?"

Enjoying to feel his touch, laying back and with a breathless "Si" to answer his question.

Each movement was slow. He slid her off of him. One hand came down to cup her sex. To flutter gentle fingers against her button. Slowly started to turn her around. So gentle and slow. He kissed her shoulder again. Then started to guide her hips back down over him.

A soft cry, as the fingers flutter, then feeling him back in her with a louder cry out. Rocking him back in her, a slow inch at a time, squeezing him tightly so they both feel the re-entry, slow and steady.

Leaning against him, still grinding against him, and the low raw keening sounds again.

He pulled her back against him. Letting her move as fast or slow as she wanted. His mouth found her neck for more kisses and nibbles. His hands came up. Cupped both breasts. Tugged at her nipples gently. "Reach down. Play with ya clit for me." His eyes were on them both in the mirror.

Her body was girating to it's own rhythm, with his words she reached down, touching herself, watching them in the mirror, and leaning back against his touch. "You feel amazing." she whispers.