Exton

"Tannr..."

He just holds her. Tori turns her head slightly, kissing the side of his neck. Her lips tickle his ear and she whispers his name again.

"Tannr..."

He moves and their lips meet. Her hand twists in his hair and she presses closer. There is a sigh as their kiss ends, a mingling of their breath. She steps back, sliding her hand down his arm until her hand tugs at his. He finds himself led to the couch and pushed until he sits.

Tori stands and slowly peels off her tube top. Her breasts are firm, not overly large. The muscles of her torso flex as she skims her jeans over tight ass and lean thighs. She toes off her boots, stepping out of them and then the jeans as they pool at her feet.

Her hands slide along the stretched lace of her boyshorts. She smiles, a wicked little twist of the lips. Her hands stroke over her belly, moving to cup her breasts. She takes a step closer, watching his eyes. She is surprised that he watches her face instead of the caressing movements. Each step brings her closer until she props a foot on the couch close enough to graze his thigh. Tori reaches out and sinks a hand in his hair. She strokes slowly, drawing the silky strands through her fingers.

"You pick Tannr. Hard, Fast, Slow, whatever... Or... we can take the edge off, then start all over again, taking our time." She thrusts her hips forward, bringing his face closer to her. "What do you need Tannr, what can I do to make you feel good?"