He gently caressed her soft mound with the raised flesh of the heel of his palm, letting his fingers spread to trail up and down either side of the lips of her sex, a gentle 'come hither' movement of them - taking care not to brush his fingers over her lips yet, seeing no reason to rush this as long as the magic's of the protection circle stayed strong. After all, it wasn't every day he had a beautiful young woman present herself like this to him - would be a shame to waste it.<br/><br/>Daniel let his lips break free of her kiss gently before letting them press against her lower lip in a light lingering kiss, and then again upon her chin, moving down from here to press his lips a little harder against her throat - parting them so that he could very lightly graze her soft flesh with his teeth, testing the waters as to how the girls body responded to such.<br/><br/>He'd had a girl friend before than went wild for him biting at her neck ,and would practically climax wherever they were should he attempt it - something that game him hours of fun. Then again, she read way too many Anne Rice books, which probably explained the fetish somewhat - although he drew the line at dressing up in a cape and white face paint for her. Face paint never allowed his skin to breathe, and gave him a greasy complexion for days afterwards...<br/><br/>His fingers began to gently explore the curve of her breast - dancing over her soft skin, feeling the goosebumps rising upon the surface of her flesh in his fingers, feeling the flesh around her nipple beginning to harden as he teased his fingers in concentric circles around it.