<div class="floatleft">(https://aestheticmuscleclub.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/tim-gabel-4-17.jpg)</div>Imre almost teased her about the cute little sound she made, but thought better of it. After all, he could tease her about it later. He stared back into her eyes with his own. He had been both tease about and complimented on his eyes. The deep chocolate brown surrounded by a dim gold ring. Some women found his eyes irresistible. However, looking at her blue eyes that complimented her ginger hair, he couldn't help but whisper, "Enchante." He hoped she didn't ask why he spoke french, because even he didn't know.<br/><br/>The feeling of her hand tracing along his body was entrancing and enticing. He was caught between wanting her to explore more and having her get both of them where they both obviously wanted to be. Naked and stimulating eachother. As she loosened his pants, he felt them drop to mid shin. He pulled her closer, almost seeming to try to meld their bodies together. He stepped out of his pants and kicked them to the side, leaving him standing in just his black boxer briefs.<br/><br/>As she tried to physically guide him, he squatted down and lifted her by the back of her thighs causing them to straddle his hips, his manhood poking her firm butt as it strained against the fabric of his underwear. He then walked over as he kissed and nibbled along her neck and jawline until he was in front of the bed. He sat down on the edge and stared into her eyes. He reached up with his right hand and gently gripped her chin with his thumb and index finger before softly kissing her again. His left hand slid up her back and released the clasp on her bra, but he waited for her to make the next move. After all, it was the last chance to stop before anything happened if she was having second thoughts.