Hey I wrote a sex novel..at least the the first sexual encounter (pt. 3)

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He nudged her closer to the bed and turned her to face him. An anxious grin was softened by a deep kiss. Her mouth yielded to his full, soft lips as his hands roamed over the front of her body.

He broke the kiss and settled on his knees before her, his hands sliding up under the hem of her dress to the elastic of her hose, easing it down over her hips. He caressed the smooth skin of her legs as he gingerly exposed them. His soft hands massaged her leg muscles while his lips and tongue paid homage to the soft skin, continuing to torment her as he removed the hose from her legs. He removed each shoe delicately, kissing her feet.

With her vision completely obscured, it seemed as if her peripheral senses had been reborn in a much-heightened state. Every movement she heard, every touch she felt, even the scent from the candles was intoxicating. While she was wondering what will happen next, an electrifying feeling shot through her as gentle but firm pressure on each leg indicated that he wanted her to turn around again. When she turned around, she felt his lips and tongue making a return journey, alternating up the back of each leg, pausing to pay special attention to the sensitive skin on the back of her knees. When he reached the hem of her dress, he began raising it, tantalizingly slow, up and over her now bare buttocks. The sensation produced rom gentle bites almost sent her over the edge. Sensing this from the rocking of her hips and the more obvious sign of her gripping his hair, he lightened his touch to keep her from going over the brink.