Craig melted into the kiss, closing his own eyes and letting his mouth meet Peg's. His tongue danced slowly, fought for sensation with hers without looking to win. His hands came up and over her body, touching, feeling the scars and the flesh beneath. He opened his eyes, seeing her tilting her head, exposing her neck. He wanted to bite, to take the open exposed skin with his teeth and claim it for himself. He wanted to taste her and kiss her and make his presence known. But that is not what she had wanted, had asked for, or had needed from him at the time.<br/><br/>He bent his head down, closing his eyes he nuzzled against her neck. He ran his cheek and nose against her skin, from hollow to her chin. He did not want submission from Peg, he wanted to have a lover today. His hands swept under her body and lifted her from the couch,cradling her in his arms he began to carry her towards a set of stairs that would lead to his bed.<br/><br/>Craig's apartment was a simple loft style apartment. It took up the corner of the building they were in. A simple box of a room, it was a little larger than normal. Not the newest apartment by far, it had a certain feel to it. Stairs led to an upstairs loft where his bedroom , essentially just space where the bed, a small closet and her dresser was. The loft was above a bath, a full old style footed tub waited within the bathroom , walls and a door blocking it from the rest of the apartment. The rest of the downstairs was kitchen and living room in one. A sliding glass door led to a small balcony that overlooked part of the area he lived in.<br/><br/>His bed was his one guilty pleasure, a large king sized bed that would give two, three, maybe four people enough room to lay down. It was here Craig set Peggerty down, placing her on sheets that were still ruffled. She had asked for a lover, for a man who would be attention to her pleasure, her needs, and that is what he wanted to be. He did not follow her onto the bed, instead he knelt and began at her ankle, his lips meeting her flesh and softly brushing against her. He made his way up her leg, hands leading the way as he moved up her body.<br/><br/>He found her womanhood and began again where he had stopped earlier. This time his tongue led the way, opening her by running between her lips before dipping inside. His thumb moved to expose the little bud of her clit, rubbing over her as he tasted her body. He was not rushing, not using his fingers to open or fill her, only attending to her by tongue and taste. His free hand slid up the side of her body,looking for her hand and grasping it. He held her hand, his mouth attentive and eyes closed as he tried to please Peg in a way she may not often get to enjoy.