He watched her thinking, he was crossing over into dangerous territory.  Beyond that of client/servant to lovers...it was forbidden in his book but he found himself not stopping her as she moved him beneath her now.  He was already hard and wanton for her touch as she ground into him.  He was aching for her still now feeling her wet opening against him as his hands were pinned by hers above his head.  Her kisses over his arms made him shiver in anticipation her tongue licking at him as he was at her every desire feeling her firm behind against him and her hand teasing her breast for him and he wanted to taste her but this was her time now, he would have his soon enough and he was pretty sure he wasn't going to be able to stop himself when he did.  He was itching for her and only because he told her to take him that she wasn't face down on the bed beneath him now.<br/>