My heart was on fire in my chest, though my breathing remained slow and controlled. My hands wanted to run along her smooth skin endlessly, finding it as soft as that of a peach skin, or the most perfect silk. Eyes almost closed I was letting her dance and seduce me willingly, taking in the sounds of the pleasant music outside, and the rhythm of her body. Tongue teased at my lips but for a moment longer I let my hands slide up her spine, feeling the curve. Tonight, this body I could touch, and tonight I was hers.

When her tongue became too gorgeous to bear I parted my lips and let in entry. Calm yet still, I let her explore before my tongue met hers. And then they were two dancers together, mingling. I could feel her heartbeat, she could feel mine - my excited, eager heart.

Yet, still I kept, and slow, waiting for her subtle gestures of guidance. Quite willing to her let dance and her to lead my seduction.

Her hands tangled in my long locks as she started to grind herself against me, our skin sliding against one another with soft friction. It felt good, my skin tingled with anticipation. For her I bore my hips strong, so her movement would have a steady foundation, but I allowed my hips to sway slightly to her music. My fingers continued to trail down her spine, until I came to the end, and the roundness began. There I paused, opening my eyes slightly more.

Koreena pulled away first breaking the kiss, the movement of her hips not stopping. “Don’t be afraid to touch me, for tonight I am yours,” she whispered.

I smiled slightly and murmured back, “Let it be known, I am yours, also.” However, she had now given me clue as to what she wanted and I knew I wanted her.

Gently I moved back to her, hand once again sliding around her waist. Immediately, however now, it went down and gently grasped her bottom, encouraging us back into the realms of negotiation. The plush pillows that were her lips peppered sweet kisses across my jaw line and down my neck until she was at the soft flesh were my neck and shoulder met. She nipped at the tender skin, her tongue slowly rolling over it as her lips suckled simultaniously. A small groan escaped from my lips, and I found myself stepping closer to her, eager. My second hand placed over her bottom, massaging them as I tilted my head back, wiry hair spilling against my back.

“You are beautiful,” I confessed.

Her lips that had almost been suction cupped to my neck pulled away. A small smile on her lips as her fierce gaze bore into my own. “I intend to do beautiful things to you,” she promised.

“I am entirely willing,” I replied. “For you are one of the most beautiful things this world has given, and I saw the world being first formed from single atoms.” And I relaxed against her, trusting her entirely, squeezing her behind. My head tilted back further, signalling for her to continue, if she so wished to.

For a moment I could feel her gaze on me, her fingertips trickled down my chest, stomach to my slender hips. I felt her push me back as she guided me a few steps back until the back of my legs were met with the bed. One soft push and I fell into the goose feathered mattress. The mattress dipped with more weight as she climbed over top of me. Her strong, smooth thighs straddled me as if I was a stallion she intended to mount.

Her head dipped down until her lips were at my ear, her hair spilling over, tickling the side of my face and chest. “I am going to start breathing life back into you now, professor.” Her voice was breath as her lips grazed my ear lobe.

“My soul was stolen by you when you began,” I whispered my reply, and gently lifted my hands to rest on her hips, fingers resting only lightly on her skin. For the rest I remained the same, however, gazing at her and ready for the gifts she was about to give.