The Treehouse of the Cove

Licking at your lips after you lick at mine. Grabbing one of the stuffed chocolate covered strawberries and holding it close to your lips.
 
I chuckle as I take a bite of the stuffed strawberry.

This is my kind of dessert, Asa.
 
I thought you might like these they were so much fun that one night in the snowy cabin.

A devious wink as I gently push to lean you back and placing a couple of the raspberries on your collarbone only to carefully nip them from you leaving a soft kiss in their wake.
 
I remember the time in the snowy cabin. That was fun.

I allow you to push me back and shiver at the feel of your lips against my collarbone.

Ooh that felt good.

I take one of the strawberries between my lips holding it for you to do the same as the raspberries with.
 
Moving to take the strawberry from your lips distracting you while I place a raspberry at the top of the clevage that the blouse softly reveals.
 
I kiss you first on the lips then travel down your neck to the small paradise of the skin of your chest revealed by the part of your blouse. I keep going down, down, down, until I reach that raspberry nestled between the slopes of your breasts and the fabric of your shirt.

My tongue snakes out. Not an easy maneuver, but slowly I draw the berry into my mouth and kiss the skin it had hidden from me. The start of the valley between your breasts and the starting slopes themselves.
 
A soft inhale at the trailing kisses. One hand moving to caress through your hair.
 
Now I push you until you are laying back over the loveseat's arm. I then unbutton another button on your blouse revealing a little more cleavage. Then I put a stuffed strawberry between your lips. Next I take three raspberries and place them in a line up from your newly revealed inch of cleavage and up in a line from there on your chest and the cute little hollow at the base of your neck.

My lips walk that line taking raspberry after raspberry laying kisses as they went, all the way up to wrap around the strawberry. My lips touch yours as we both eat the strawberry between our lips.

Delicious.
 
Eating half the strawberry and then licking my lips staring into your eyes.

They are very good...
 
You are very good.

I pull my shirt over my head and lean back over the other arm of the loveseat in the same manner I had done to you.

An offering for your turn.
 
Resting a few raspberries on your chest before slipping from my blouse. Nipping and nibbling at your chest in between each raspberry. Finally nibbling up the last raspberry at your collarbone and then kissed slowly up your neck to your ear then jawline to your lips kissing you softly.
 
Come here.

After you kiss me my arms pull you in closely and I kiss you much stronger and more passionately.
 
Curling against you arms wrapping around your shoulders elbows supporting against the arm of the love seat. Pressing into the kiss with the same passion and love.
 
My hands roam over your body as we kiss.

I think I've had enough dessert. Now I'd rather do something else.

I say laying kisses along your jaw to your ear. Then I stop and whisper.

Any guesses on what that might be?
 
Oh I think I have a pretty good idea.


I purr near your ear.

We do always seem to be of like mind so very often...

A soft nibble at your earlobe.
 
True.

I say my lips explore the fascinating topography of the place where your shoulder meets your neck.
 
So...

A soft gasp at your exploring lips at my neck.

Shall we retire to our room?
 
Yeah.

I laugh trailing kisses down your shoulder.

This loveseat despite the name..isn't very conducive to making love in any sort of comfort.
 
Far from it sadly but let's see if you can catch me.

Hands move to untangle myself from your arms if I can with a soft laugh.
 
I am unwilling to let you go even for the brief time for us to get up off of this loveseat. Instead I rise lifting you up carrying you over my shoulder back into the treehouse and up the stairs to our waiting bed.

Gently I lay you down atop it and begin kissing you all over again. My hands begin the task of freeing you from the tyranny of your pants separating us.
 
A soft laugh at being carried over your shoulder till we make it to our room. Stretching out in a sensual wiggle feeling the soft silken sheets. My hands mimicking yours to free you of your pants as well.
 
The fly of your pants unbuttoned I pull them off your legs. Then I push mine down my hips. I roll over letting you take over the top position to pull my jeans off of my leg.
 
Freeing you from those pesky jeans staring down into your eyes with a smile once we are both free from those infernal blockades.

Mmm much better...
 
Yes.

I say looking up into your eyes.

So what do want to do now....?
 
Oh I think you can figure that out love.

Tongue darting out to dance little wisps of licks go your lips neck and chest.
 
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