"Louise, I have been wanting to do this to you for a while," he said, as he kissed her yet again.
This time, she responded with an urgency that excited Callum even more. Callum let his hand fall down to her breast and he ensured to slightly rub the breast through her dress. Louise, on the other hand, was sneaking her hand to his back while they exchanged their kiss. Callum did not hesitate to reach for the top of her dress and pull it down. This left him with her chemise. Blood thudded in his ears as he took a moment to stare at her.
"I want to see them, your breasts," he said.
Knowing that Louise wanted this just as much as he did was exciting for Callum as he knew that he could simply ask her for whatever he wanted, knowing that she craved it just as much.
"Ah, Callum," Louise suddenly said, a shift in her tone.
"What is the matter, Louise?" He asked.
"I want to enjoy this but I do not wish to..." She trailed off, as though she did not know how to put what she meant into words.
But Callum understood her, even the things she had not mentioned.
"You do not wish for me to ruin you completely...."
Louise nodded, enthusiastically.
Callum smiled. "You have nothing to worry about, Louise," he said, "even though I wish badly to take you in all ways imaginable, it is important that I only do the things that you are comfortable with."
Louise nodded. "I was worried that you would not be so interested anymore."
"Never! If all I could do was stare into your beautiful eyes all day, I would gladly do," he promised.
With that, she made a bold move, pulling off her chemise and sitting right in front of him, her chest lemon-sized breasts exposed for him to see. They were round and plump and beautiful, just like every other part of Louise.
Callum's breath caught in his chest as he stared at her, desire welling up in him. Callum took her breast in his hand and pressed it lightly before putting it in his mouth. She let out a moan and when he used his other hand to massage her mound under her dress that hung on her waist, she moaned even harder.
Louise suddenly began to pull at his shirt and when Callum saw that she was not relenting, he gave in and pulled it off. Her eyes glinted happily and he could tell that she was pleased with what she had just seen.
"I can see why you have been a successful rake," Louise said, running a hand through his ripped chest.
Callum had always taken physical activity seriously and it showed in how his body looked. He had not appreciated how his body looked as much as he did now. Louise had a look of admiration on her face and then, what looked like heightened desire and hunger. She massaged his hard chest.
"Your body is just perfect," she said.
Callum nodded. "Well, I am happy that you are just as attracted to my body as I am to yours."
At this point, he grabbed Louise's hips with one hand and with the other hand pulled the dress off her waist where it hung. When he was done, Louise was sitting beside him, naked, leaning against the couch. Her legs were slightly open and on her drawers was a wet patch that told Callum that Louise was just as excited.
"Why don't you take those off?" Callum said.
Louise gave him a confused look but she did as he had requested. She blushed and Callum could tell that she was not used to being so brazen, especially about her own body. When she finally got her undergarments aside, he grabbed her ankles and parted them just enough to give him a good view of her womanhood.
"You are perfect," Callum could not help but say out loud, "so very pretty."
Louise did not have the chance to respond because the next moment, Callum leaned down and took Louise's sheath in his mouth. She let out a hiss as his tongue invaded her. She trashed around and grabbed his hair. Louise soon began to thrust her pelvis to meet Callum's tongue. Callum took it to another level when he opened her lips with his fingers to expose her center. At this point, he began to lick and suck at her and occasionally used his tongue on her slippery slit.
Her breath seemed to have caught in her throat but soon enough, she gave a sharp exhale. She took another deep breath, grabbed Callum's head, and pushed her core further into his face, moaning.
"Louise," he said in a raspy voice raising a finger, "can I..."
Louise nodded. "I trust you," she said, her eyes glazed over from the pleasure she had been receiving.
While he touched her center with one hand, he inserted one finger of the other hand into her slit.
She groaned and arched her back. It felt incredibly tight on his finger and he was incredibly careful not to hurt her. He bent his finger back to reach the inside of her mound at the spot that he knew was sensitive in all women that he had known. He did not have to wait a long while before he got the effect that he was expecting. Louise was writhing underneath him and her moans only grew louder as he continued.
