The feel of her hands had him groaning against her neck. But he held still not sure of her reaction. Tracing along his pipe had his taking shallow breaths with each touch. He wondered if she knew how much he wanted her. His legs tightened with her attention.<br/><br/>Her hands moved then. A drip of sweat sent shivers down his back as the soft clinking of chain promised cool metal following her touch. Her hands upward along his rock hard abs once more.  He was hard as the cock she had been teasing. One word repeated. More.<br/><br/>Tristan's eyes slits of want as she spoke in tones that echoed the throbbing deep inside his chest. Her small hands lead the way and he did as she asked. His own hands stroking her curves. He suddenly could not get enough of her. Had he ever, he wondered, placing himself in her loving care.<br/><br/>