As he slid off the couch, his eager hands moving to slowly push up her dress and reveal more and more of her perfect, shapely legs, it felt to Luke like all of Tess’s reactions were a perfect ambrosia, and he was eager to eat them up.  She was a delicious combination of shy, awkward, and sexy, and it was a constant reminder to himself to go slow.  Luke wanted her desperately, but he could tell pushing too hard too fast might scare Tess off, plus he knew from the way she kissed andanced, that once she got going, that shyness would likely fade away.<br/><br/>Which made this first moment together all the more important.   Luke had been honest of course, he absolutely loved going down on a woman and making her squeal and squirm with just the use of his mouth, and something told him that Tess needed it, even more so as he words confirmed not only had it been a while, but possibly never.  “Well…” Luke replied with a laugh of his own, “I’ll just let you be the judge then.”  Grinning as he spoke, Luke hooked his fingers through Tess’ panties, working them down her long legs before discarding them on the coffee table behind him.<br/><br/>Wasting no more time on words, Luke leaned in to once more softly kiss along Tess’ inner thighs, slowly working her legs open more and more for him to fit into.  As he reached her glistening sex, Luke slowed his pace, kissing wetly along her slit, down and then up first, before adding his tongue in the next pass.  Moving teasingly slow at first, Luke’s tongue became more insistent, parting her lips at last, pressing and undulating over her hooded clit, wanting to make her slow burn of pleasure into a wildfire Tess couldn’t control.