Memories

|33| • Nyctophilia •

I swallowed heavily when the wonderful pressure of his crotch against mine disappeared and I sat up a little too. "I'm not going to stop you," I told him, shivering slightly when his hands brushed over my skin as he took up the restricting piece of fabric.

"I wish I could see you.." His voice was husky, he had to be close because I could feel his hot breath on my skin.

"How about you see me with your lips and hands?" I suggested, smirking a little.

I could hear him chuckle before his soft, warm lips were on my skin again, exploring everything he could reach. "Lie back down, babe," he breathed into my ear.

That got my attention. "Babe?" I questioned, looking at where I suspected he was in the darkness.

"Uhm..." He hesitated, stopping his hands on my waist. "Too soon?"

"Not necessarily... but .. babe? Really? I thought you're the creative one of us, so get that mind going," I told him, reaching for his head. I tapped on his fluffy curls a couple of times and bit my lip.

"You know, my mind is currently running low on blood because that's gathered in another place. But I'll think of something, don't worry, my dear."

I smiled widely and leaned closer slowly until I was certain I could aim to kiss his lips. "I appreciate it... are you going to take off your shirt as well?"

"How about you do that?" He suggested, trying to find my hands in the darkness.

When he did he placed them on his chest, an action that immediately sped up my heartbeat again. It felt so good to touch him like that, completely - almost completely uninhibited. "Very gladly," I told him honestly, trying to keep myself together as much as possible. However, something told me that he knew the effect he was having on me. He didn't wait until I was done with his shirt before he started working on getting my bikini top off.

My heart was racing already, but when the piece of fabric came off, revealing my upper body to him. Something that he was quick to take advantage of, something that nearly made me lose my mind, because he leaned forward and started to kiss my breasts. I grasped the fabric of his shirt and gasped. I desperately needed something to hold on to. "Brian," I breathed shakily. "That feels really good.."

"Do you want more of that?" He asked, barely lifting his mouth from my skin.

"Yes," I answered without hesitation. "I do." I finally pushed his shirt off his body, letting my hands finally explore his body.

"Good, because so do I.." He hurriedly got off the couch, leaving me slightly confused.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. I could hear that he was moving, but I couldn't really see what he was doing.

It didn't take long before I could feel his weight joining me again. "I took off my clothes.."

Widening my eyes a little, I turned to where I thought he was. "Y-You're naked?" I simply had to make sure that he meant what he had said.

"Yeah... I like this in the darkness," he told me.

I chuckled and nodded before I got up as well. "Definitely. It's mysterious. I mean... we're naked around each other for the first time and we're not seeing a thing. It's nice though somehow."

"I like the idea of seeing you with my hands and lips if I'm honest," he told me, shuffling around on the bed.

"I like it too," I told him and pulled off my shorts and underpants, letting them drop to the floor where I was standing.