He knelt on to the floor below him, after kicking the rest of his clothes away, their eyes meeting each other. He moved his face closer to her torso, his warm tongue swept up her stomach towards her breasts, it crept slowly up her soft skin. Leaving a moist trail as he moved towards her nipple, like a hungry newborn he suckled eagerly, careful to not hurt her. One thing he always had to be careful was control himself anytime they made love. He was terrified of hurting or bruising her, one in a while he lost control and ravaged her, feeling guilty the day after if he had been to rough. His right hand moved in between her thighs, the finger moving gently across her soft mound. Releasing her nipple he looked at her with a smile and move to the next one, making sure they each got ample attention.