Lies and Innocence (closed for cnuveau)

He slips into her room without knocking to find her already in the bed. Clad in a white nighty which was more a slip, thin straps over her shoulders. On seeing Brett entering she aims to then pull back the blankets and offers him a smile. "I know it's early, but it's been too long a day. Way too long. I just, need a moment of quiet." She might have wanted a moment of quiet, but she wanted him with her. If he'd been worried about her not wanting him, this might make him realise she did like him.
 
Brett moved slowly toward the bed pulling his shirt over his head and discarding it on the floor before he slid under the covers with her. Laying on his back he pulled her head to his chest as she draped a leg over his thighs. He wrapped his arms around her and held her quietly for a moment as they heard activity in the hall outside that quickly passed.
 
Kitty lowered the blankets over them, guided into him, a cheek to his chest, her leg ice his. "Thankyou. I don't know how is have gotten through it." Lifting her head to look at him.
 
As she looked up at him he gave her a kiss then slid his hand down the silky fabric of her nighty till it passed the hem and found the base skin of her hip. He traced his fingers back and forth across her skin lightly then cupped her ass pulling her tight to him as his tongue flicked out and across her upper lip.
 
A soft sound left her lips and kitty found her mouth opening for hi.. His hand on her ass, as he pulls her tight to him. Her hand smoothing up that chest.
 
His tongue probed hers as he rolled her onto her back. His hand sliding up her stomach under her nighty until it cupped her breast then he brushed a finger across her nipple feeling it pucker as he did. His kisses becoming more passionate as his hand traveled back down her stomach slowly until it slid between her legs. His fingers parted her as he traced them along the length of her folds teasing her.
 
Kitty's legs parted easily for him there was a willing whimper from her, tongue mrih his in that passionate kiss. He could feel the moment she got into it, those folds he touched got wet even as he strokes them.
 
His lips left hers as he kissed down her jawline then to her neck. Her hips rocking slightly under his touch. His fingers wrapped around the delicate strips of fabric of her mighty over her shoulders then pulled them aside and down her arms exposing her breasts to him. His lips moved to them as she arched her back offering them to him. His tongue played across one nipple then the next before moving down over the silky fabric until it found her bare stomach. Planting playful kisses all the way down until his lips found her wetness.
 
His lips over her breasts, then her nipples, hands gripping at either his shoulders or the blankets. Before she felt a kiss from him on her stomach, and lower still. Until she felt him kiss there right over those lower lips.
 
His hands travelled up the back of her thighs coming to rest with each cupping her ass, pulling her into his mouth. His tongue making long slow strokes asking the length of her folds before coming to rest on that sensitive nub then dancing over it. Her short breaths and soft moans pierced the silence.
 
A shivered as she feels his hands coming up under her ass, cupping it, as he pulled her pussy to his mouth. Those long strokes of his tongue teased her into relaxing. As he finds her clit and works slowly to rub it. Soft sounds of pleasure leaving her as she quivers against him.
 
His tongue continued to lap at her clit occasionally dipping into her to taste her wetness. A hand sliding across her ass allowing a finger to brush against the puckered sphincter producing a shiver through her body that he felt against his tongue. More shivers as he pressed the tip in while he allowed the weight of his tongue to fall heavy on her clit.
 
He'd find pushing his finger there harder, since there was no lube. Of course, he had line. His tongue was causing her to leak out, as she squirms against his tongue, which licked in her and rubbed her clit.
 
He continued working his tongue across her clit as she began to moan more loudly. Her back arching as she ran her nails over his shoulders.

His tongue moved lower until it dipped inside her slightly then he darted it in and out of her as she ground her hips into him.

“You taste so sweet. He whispered as his tongue moved back to her clit.
 
A little more between each action that Brett did, had kitty moaning louder, then her toes curled and he felt the splash of her juices as she orgamed panting loud in-between moans.
 
Brett lapped her juices as she moaned through her orgasm. She lay panting loudly as he raised himself from between her legs. Planted a kiss on her heaving stomach then curled back up next to her. “Now you’re properly relaxed” he whispered as his hand lightly caressed her arm.
 
Kitty did have to admit, that Brett was right. One heady orgasm was later caused by him, and the day's stress had melted away. She lay then, attempting to calm her breathing, while she snuggled herself in against him and brought her lips to kiss him. She could taste herself on them, and found she didn't mind it.
 
They fell asleep as they'd done the night before and like the night before I woke before dawn and crept back to his room. Even though the house was filled with guests and she wasn't on her normal schedule they planned to have their walk. Since they weren't working he slept later than normal before knocking on her door at 8:30.
 
Kitty opened it wearing her white silk robe, looking like she'd just woken up. A smile brightens her face as she seeks to pull him into that bedroom with her. The door shut, and there was a movement to step in closer and slowly kiss him, her arms sliding about him there as she did. Once they'd kissed, she broke it, looking up into his eyes. "I need to shower. I just woke." A pull away from him as she pads off for her private bathroom the robe seems to flutter as if thrown back into her room. He certainly knew she was nude in there, even as he heard her turning on the shower and adjusting it.
 
"Are we moving your exercise indoors?" he called out over the sound of the water beating against the tile floor as he pulled his shirt over his head.
 
He arrived in that doorway to see her leaning her back to the shower, with one hand dabbing between her thighs as she gave him a cheeky look. Apparently, last night's fun had relaxed her enough that, today's events hadn't resurfaced in her mind, and she was feeling playful.
 
Brett eyes her for a moment, her hand between those thighs. Needing no further urging from her he kicked off his sketches along with his socks then dropped his pants to his ankles. Stepping out of them and into the shower in front of her. Replacing her hand with his one as he leaned in to kiss her.
 
Kitty purred into his mouth seeking to slowly kiss him as he stroked her pussy slowly. The warm water spilled over them. A slow part of her lips for a deeper kiss, even as she felt herself press against his fingers for a moment. For him to feel her sliding down, and seeking to take his cock into her mouth, as she aims to suck on it.
 
Brett allowed the water to beat into his chest as Kitty lowered herself then took him in her mouth. He pressed his hand into the shower wall to brace himself as his other rested on the side of her head. Any frustrations he may have had about her hesitancy to have proper sex with him were easily relieved by the magic her mouth worked as she wrapped her lips around him and worked his cock into her mouth. He slowly rocked his hips as she took him deeper with every pass until her lips rested on the base of his cock, holding there then slowly backing off.
 
A few deeper moments of his cock fully down her throat had her suddenly pulling back and rising to stand. Perhaps she sensed his frustration, perhaps she was 'frustrated' enough to make a decision. As she first, rinses her mouth with some water, then kisses him. Before she hooked her leg up over his hip. Her hand slid to take his cock in her grip, then sought to rub that tip against herself. A desirable expression on her face. He'd feel the way she was sticky-slick there as she gave him a nod slowly, a tentative yet encouraging smile. Now the thing was, was he going to go through with getting to fuck her in the shower? Or would he suggest a bed, so he could get leverage and thrust into her for the first time?
 
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