Friendship (part 1)

Ave knew the night was long, and since sleep was far from what they both wanted, she wanted to enjoy this night with him and put aside every one of the memories that had formed in her mind from the days they were apart. She kneeled in front of him on the bed as he was standing to take off his trousers.

She leaned forward, and her mouth swept over his navel. His fingers closed around her head as her name trembled on his lips like a desperate prayer. She undid the buttons of his trousers one by one, her lips delicately greeting what was slowly revealed. It was that elusive touch of her breath, her lips, her tongue that drove him mad with mounting passion.