She lifts her hips, and I pull trousers and knickers down together, then toss them somewhere behind me.
Mandy is now sitting naked on the edge of the bed while I am still wearing far too many clothes.
I approve of this arrangement.
I kiss the inside of one knee.
Then the other.
“Peter.”
I move higher.
Her fingers slide into my hair.
“Peter.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t you dare take all night.”
I smile against her thigh.
“Watch me.”
Her fingers tighten.
I keep going slowly, kissing my way higher until I am close enough to feel the heat of her.
Then I stop.
She exhales sharply.
“Peter.”
I look up.
Her expression makes me grin.
“Do you need something?”
“You know exactly what I need.”
“I’m enjoying the clarity.”
Her heel catches lightly against my back. “Get on with it.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
I finally put my mouth on her.
Her head tips back.
That reaction alone makes the teasing worthwhile.
I keep it slow at first, learning what makes her thighs tense around me and what makes her fingers tighten in my hair. Every time I find the right pressure, she shifts closer.
“Stop teasing.”