<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/wikisuburra/images/8/8c/Lelemarchillisuburra.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180908174344&amp;path-prefix=it)</div><em>"They're 'come hither' nipples... and so I've been told, but I'd love to have another opinion."</em><br/><br/>"Right you are ma'am," he replied with a chuckle. He'd hoped that she would pick up on his comment from before and of course she had. From that point on he simply stood where he was and enjoyed the sensation as Monica turned around before him. He could have moved back to give her a bit more room but the close contact was part of the fun in this case.<br/><br/><em>"There now."</em>she said as she leaned back against the railing and slid his hands back up to where they had been before. It was such a deliberate - and deliberately lewd - act that for a moment his tenuous grip on keeping up with the situation almost left him. His look faltered momentarily and fell from her eyes to her mouth and chin before it fell a little further to see the tops of his fingertips and exactly where on her body that they were. The moment passed and his desire threatened to throttle his nervousness with the strap of the wispy top she'd just taken off if it didn't buck his ideas up sharpish.<br/><br/>His eyes came back to hers and his strength fed off hers and he thought he did a pretty good job of matching the desire hers were showing to him.<br/><br/><em>"Though I think you're over-dressed for the occasion now.  Let me help you with that ... and I'll definitely use both hands."</em><br/><br/>"Please... and I agree wholeheartedly."<br/><br/>Since she'd let him explore her person at his own pace while he undid her top he decided to do the same for her now. Besides, it was both heartening and frightening in equal measure to see the look in her eyes as she pulled his top from his pants and bunched it up as she pulled it upwards. He swallowed hard but held her gaze. He was going to do that from now on too. This was something that they both wanted and that they were both being completely honest about. There was no earthly reason why he couldn't match her gaze therefore.<br/><br/>"So ... Gabriel ... should we start aiming for a dark corner before much more comes off, or are you feeling daring?   I confess to having just a tiny bit of an exhibitionist streak in me.  If I didn't like shopping for clothes so much, I wouldn't mind being a nudist -- though there's something just so fun about getting clothes off, don't you think?"<br/><br/>He grinned and nodded enthusiastically to her. At the end of the grin he absently bit his lower lip slightly in a modest display of some of the nerves he was still battling inside his head. His let his gaze drift again from her face to his hands as they somewhat covered the face of her breasts. At the moment his entire universe consisted of the person before him and - perhaps - the two feet of balcony railing that was stopping them both from ending up in a heap on the beach below. At that precise moment the entire New England Patriots roster could have tramped through the house en-route to the beach in some unlikely night-time nature ramble and he wouldn't have noticed a thing. For sure some small part of him knew that Brett and Lauren were still inside the house and could presumably see what they were doing right now but if the other pair were in any way like he and Monica then they had their minds - and eyes and hands and much else besides - on other things.<br/><br/>"We're not going anywhere." He told her. It sounded far more certain than he normally should feel about such a thing but hadn't she said that right now was a time for wild, uninhibited, and crazy? Well... check!<br/><br/>His hands lifted off her breasts - ostensibly so that she could pull his t-shirt off his body - but of course it gave him a wonderfully clear moonlit view of the come-hither nipples.<br/><br/>"Oh sweet Jeez....." he mumbled before t-shirt obstructed his view and he compliantly lifted his arms up so that she could pull it off him entirely. The shirt dropped to the balcony floor to be instantly forgotten. His hands came back to her body but this time to her hips. For a moment he wanted to look at her and he didn't want anything to obstruct the view. He drank her in, taking several seconds before once again meeting her gaze. "You're beautiful." He told her. "I mean completely and utterly mind blowingly beautiful. How come you are here with me and not on some oligarchs yacht? Better yet, you should be in a studio and someone should be painting you or sculpting you at this very moment. I'm nowhere near worthy of this... of you but.... thank you."<br/><br/>He was once again in danger of losing his shit but this time it was for a much more understandable reason. She was gorgeous. Perhaps she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his entire life. Easily she was the most beautiful women he'd ever stripped off on a balcony. He leaned in towards her, pressing his front against hers as he brought their bodies together. He kissed her on her cheek and then her lips and mouth for what seemed like an eternity. His hands snaked around behind her and caressed and stroked her back. He could feel the tight muscles beneath his fingers and once more it slightly scared him all over again. He simply clung to her for a few seconds until the wave passed over him and he was once again in control of his emotions for a little while longer.<br/><br/>He relaxed his grip and pulled back once again. He was about to ask her whether he should help her with her skirt but then he didn't need to ask about that did he? His hands slid indulgently down her waist and hips before alighting on the waistband of the skirt. It would stay securely where it was until the end of time without just a little help from one of them. He was going to be the one to help. He curled his fingers underneath the band and pulled outwards slightly as well as downwards. Movement! A little more and there was even more movement. A bit more still and he could see the top of what could only be a very insubstantial pair of lace panties.<br/><br/>She had no idea how utterly and completely reassuring he found the existence of those panties. For sure they were just one more thing that he was going to have to take off but they also marked her out as still a regular member of the human race. A bit more pulling and a bit more lowering and the rubicon was crossed and the skirt would obey the laws of gravity without more coaxing. Gabe let the physics do their thing and the skirt fell to the floor with a swish. Immediately he dropped to his knees before her and kissed her stomach just above where the waistband of her panties brushed against his chin. He ranged right and left a little before focusing again directly in front and kissed and nipped at her stomach.<br/><br/>He curled his fingers around the thin waistband of the panties but looked  up at her - through the valley-view that her breasts made to her face beyond. He was going to pull her panties down for sure but he wanted her to watch him as he did it.<br/>