His hand pushed the small of her back, bringing her hips, legs, bringing all of her, closer to his face, his mouth, his lips. She leaned back against the headboard, held his other hand, her fingers intertwined with his. The next moment she pressed their hands onto her breast, and squeezed them both together. Then she took each finger in her mouth, then slowly drew each one out between her lips. Her other hand gently stroked his hair, her fingers pushed ever so firmly on the back of his head. Continue Reading