When they parted lips, they both took deep breaths, noticing this, they smiled at each other.
'I'm bit out of practice I'm afraid.' Charles explained, blushing.
'Just kiss me again.' She smiled.
He did. Slowly, deeply, then speeding up, sucking at her tongue. He retreated to kiss her lips, just her bottom lip, then sucking at her top lip. He would plunge in again for a while before kissing a trail from her lips, along her jaw, towards her ear.
Elsie shivered, her ear?
'Your bath,' She breathes, 'It'll get cold.'
He was tracing the shell of her ear with his tongue. Elsie pressed her legs together, squirming as if she needed to go to the bathroom.
How was it he was doing these things to her. She'd never considered a man would pay attention to her ear. Did he know something she didn't. Did he know what this was doing to her, feeling her body tingle all over.
Charles kept kissing her ear, licking it until he took her earlobe into his mouth, sucking at it forcefully, then flicking it with his tongue.
She let out a moan. He must know, weak in the knees, she felt she needed to sit down.
'No bath, bed.' Charles stated. His voice low and sexual.
Oh this mans voice. Of course she had never liked it when they argued, whom ever had been right. Hated the hurtful words said in heated moments, but how he said them, his voice angry but full of passion.
Late at night Elsie would lie in bed and imagine him there, saying different words, flushed not with anger and full of another sort of passion.
She moved and sat on the edge of their bed. She looked him up and down, he had followed her, now standing in front of her.
She gestured that he should disrobe.
Charles obeyed her, starting to undress right then and there. Excitement building Elsie made to undo the stocking on her right leg.
'Let me.' Charles suggested hopefully.
She answered him with a smile, placing her arms behind her, propping herself up, pushing her chest out.