She kissed the hollow of his palm and began up the inside.She kissed the hollow of his palm and began up the inside. Coming up to his shoulder, she traced across to the other side and repeated her actions with his sword hand. Then she began down the right side of his ribs. Reaching the lowest, she again moved behind him. Pausing for an instant to wet her lips and tongue, she started down his spine again. Now came a moment of decision, should she start at the front or the back, or should she work down one leg and up the other? Rhea pondered these as she tasted each knob of bone scarcely covered by the scant flesh. Reaching her decision and his hips at the same time, she moved back to the front of his body. She was kneeling now and he looked tall, standing above her with his eyes half-shut, enjoying her touch. She started down the right leg. The flat muscles of his thigh tensed as she stroked them. He mumbled something incoher- ent as she flicked her tongue across his hamstrings. Her hands braced her as she licked his ankles. A kiss for each toe and a flick under the arch of his foot, and she repeated the process on the other leg. Reaching his knee, she moved to the inside of his thigh, stroking, licking and touching her teeth to it. She sensed a tension in his body that had not been there, and moved to the outside. Coming up on his hip, she followed the ridge of bone to the center of his body, and looked up. "Master," she said, "I know this is something you do not ask for, with reasons I understand. But, please permit me, just this once. I cannot hurt you, my master, my love, so please..." "I am gambling on you, slave. Do it." Moving carefully, she kissed the plum-shaped head and ran her tongue down the length of him. Folding her lips over her teeth, she encompassed him, swirling and flicking her tongue around him, always careful. |