His hands felt the material, so soft, smooth, and... much more than what she usually wore. His hands, after giving her a few moments of fondling, slowly drifted back down along her body, feeling over her stomach, then slowly around her back, exploring. "Are you wearing a corset?"<br/><br/>Her rocking hips elicit a shudder from him, and his rock hard member was desperately rubbing against her clothes. He even whimpered a little bit, in the cutest way possible.  And soon his hands were back to her breasts, rubbing, caressing, kneading, fondling, groping. As her position on top of him shifts, his hands slide out of the way, back around her back, then slowly down to her rear, which he rubs vigorously.<br/><br/>He bares his neck to her, giving her an easy angle so that she could kiss him, each little one drawing another little noise of pure happiness, enjoyment... and a bit of frustration.  His neck was almost as sensitive as his ears. "Erica," He moaned out her name, sounding desperate "I have missed you, too." He  leaned up and forward ever so slightly, trying to kiss her on the lips, even if only briefly.