The door closed with a discreet click. Jessica stood in the center of the bedroom, hands clasped in front of her, fingers knotted so tightly that the knuckles whitened. Eyes lowered. The room was vast, flooded with light from the high mullioned windows, but the atmosphere was warm. A large bed occupied the back, covered with ivory silk sheets.
Kaiser approached slowly. He placed the docunts on an inlaid dresser, then returned to her. He gently took both her hands in his, squeezed them tenderly, his thumbs passing over her knuckles.
"Look at , Jessica."
His voice was low. She raised her eyes. Her cheeks bore a vivid pink, and her lips slightly parted. A delicate mouth. Her pale skin contrasted with the pale green fine wool dress she wore, very modest, buttoned up to the high collar.
"You’re trembling," he murmured, stroking the back of her slender hand with his thumb. Her skin there was soft and cold. "You don’t have to be afraid. We’ll go at your pace. If you want to stop, you only have to say the word."
"I..." she tried, but her voice broke into a breath. She cleared her throat. "It’s just... the first ti I’ve been in a boy’s bedroom." She nodded, unable to say more.
Kaiser brushed her cheek with his fingertips, skin soft as a petal. He moved down along her angular jaw, then up to her temple. He slowly removed, one by one, the hairpins holding her chignon. The strands fell in a soft cascade over her shoulders.
"You are very beautiful," he said simply, letting the pins fall onto a table.
He leaned in and placed his lips on hers. A light kiss, almost chaste at first, a simple pressure. Jessica remained frozen, the muscles in her neck tense. Then, with hesitation, her lips responded, soft and still. Kaiser deepened the kiss gently, one large and warm hand placed on her nape, fingers sinking into her hair, the other still entwined with her fingers. She tasted the warmth of his mouth, a light scent of black tea and mint.
Gradually, tension left her. Her shoulders slumped. Her lips parted, and her tongue, timid, sought his awkwardly. Kaiser smiled against her mouth, encouraged her with a murmur whose vibration tickled her lips.
"That’s good... like that. Let yourself go."
He guided her toward the bed without stopping the kiss. They sat on the edge. Kaiser undid the small pearl buttons of her dress one by one, from top to bottom, with deliberate slowness.
The light click of each button leaving its buttonhole seed to echo in the silence.
Jessica lowered her eyes, watching his fingers, hands clenched on her knees, short and neat nails digging into the wool of her skirt. When the dress opened, revealing the fine linen chemise and the light satin corset, she breathed deeply, a small hiss of air between her teeth.
Kaiser kissed her neck, just below the earlobe. He descended to the prominent clavicle, brushed the pale valley above the corset’s neckline.
His hands slid over her narrow shoulders, let the dress fall to her waist, where the fabric caught for a mont on her hips before sliding onto the sheets with a muffled sound. He unlaced the corset without haste, fingers pulling on the blue silk ribbons. Then he lifted the chemise by the nape. Jessica raised her arms chanically, and the linen slid away in turn, revealing the pale skin of her torso.
Jessica instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, hands gripping the top of her arms. Her breasts were small, round, firm, with skin so clear it seed to glow, delicate pink areolas, nipples already hardened by the shiver of the air and the gaze. Kaiser gently parted her arms, with a firmness that allowed no resistance.
"Let look at you."
His voice was hoarse. He caressed one breast with the flat of his hand, very lightly, as if to embrace its curve. The flesh was soft, warm. He passed his thumb over the nipple, just enough for it to harden further, its grainy texture protruding under his palm. Jessica closed her eyes, eyelids fluttering.
"Hmmm..." A weak, nasal sound escaped her.
He leaned in, took the other nipple between his warm and moist lips. He sucked gently at first, a circular pressure, then more firmly, tongue circling the tip. She arched her back, her vertebrae hollowing the sheets.
"Ah...!" It was sharper, a small surprised yelp.
His hands descended to her slim waist, almost able to encircle it completely, then to the curve of her more generous hips. He slid the rest of the dress and starched petticoats down her legs. Jessica was left in simple white cotton panties, modest and pure, and black silk stockings held by blue garters attached to the already discarded corset.
Kaiser knelt before her, on the carpet. He kissed her flat stomach, just above the navel, feeling the muscles contract under his lips.
"You’re so tense here," he murmured, mouth against her skin.
He undid the garters one by one. He rolled the stockings down slowly, kissing each revealed patch of skin: the slender ankle, the firm calf, the inside of the knee that made her start.
"Oh! There... it’s sensitive?"
She responded only with a muffled moan, "Mmmh...", and a nod.
Jessica was trembling again, but it was a different shiver, deep, originating in her lower abdon. Kaiser replaced his kisses with his hands, moving up along her bare thighs to the edge of the panties.
He then stood, leaving a sensation of cold and absence. He gently pushed her to lie on her back in the middle of the bed, her hair forming a dark halo on the pillow. Her eyes, widened by emotion, followed him, fascinated.
Kaiser began to undress. His pectorals were defined, abdon flat with light shadows of the oblique muscles. The skin was tanned, contrasting sharply with Jessica’s paleness.
Jessica watched him, eyes shining, mouth parted, her breathing becoming more audible, faster. Hah... Hah... Small brief sighs escaped her lips swollen from kisses.
"You see?" he said, leaning over her, one knee on the bed, his shadow engulfing her. "Nothing you cannot handle. Nothing you do not desire, either."
He brushed her mouth again, and this ti, she responded with new eagerness, her hesitant hands rising to rest on his bare shoulders, feeling the warmth and texture of his skin under her palms. A long moan, Mmmmmh..., vibrated in her throat and transmitted, through the kiss, to him.
He lay beside her, then resud his kisses, deeper, more insistent, his tongue seeking hers. Mmmph... His hand slid over her flat stomach, brushed the edge of the panties, just above. Jessica startled slightly, a small ah! of surprise.
"Gently," he breathed against her mouth, his voice a bit hoarse. "Always gently."
He caressed the inside of her thighs, skin of extre softness, very high, without yet touching where heat and wetness seed to radiate. Jessica moaned weakly, a low and continuous sound in the back of her throat. Hnnnn... She instinctively spread her legs, knees falling to the sides.
Kaiser hooked the edges of the panties with his fingers and pulled them completely down her hips. She was entirely naked now. Her sex was carefully depilated, just a thin line of light down.
He gently parted her intimate lips, pink and moist, with his fingers, caressed the sensitive little button of her clit with the tip of his middle finger, in a circular and precise movent. Jessica gasped, a cut sound. Ha-ah! Her back arched, lifting her breasts.
"Kaiser... I..." The sentence choked in a breath.
"Shh. Let yourself go. Let do it." His voice was a murmur against her burning cheek.
He moved down between her legs, the shadow of his body lengthening over her. He kissed the inside of her thighs, the satiny skin, feeling the muscles quiver under his lips, then placed his mouth on her sex. His skilled tongue traced slow, soft circles, then firr ones, directly on the pulsing center of her pleasure. Jessica gripped the sheets, fists clenched on the wrinkled fabric, head thrown back, exposing the long line of her tense neck.
A sharp moan escaped her. Aïeunh! She had never felt this. A vivid, electric sensation that started from her lower abdon and radiated through her entire being. The pleasure rose quickly, a pressure too intense, too sudden. She moaned louder, a chopped and continuous chant. Ah, ah, ah... Her hips moved on their own, unconsciously seeking to escape or deepen the contact.
The wave arrived faster than she had imagined, and with a violence that overwheld her. A spasm coursed through her, brutal and sweet at once, tearing a muffled cry from her throat.
"Ah! Ka..." His na broke in a sob of air. Her fingers sank into his hair, no longer to push him away, but to anchor him to her, as her body tensed like a bow, back lifting completely off the sheets.
A series of convulsive shivers ran through her, shaking her thighs, her stomach, up to the tips of her breasts that hardened again. A flow of intense and liquid heat seed to flood her, leaving behind a vibrant torpor, a sensation of emptiness and fullness mingled.
She moaned, small sharp and involuntary sounds, head rolling to one side on the pillow, eyes closed tightly, as if to better contain the inner explosion.
Kaiser let the final tremors subside, his caresses becoming simple soothing brushes on the inside of her trembling thighs. Then he moved up along her body, placing light kisses on her still pulsing stomach, on the curve of her chest, up to her parted and panting mouth.
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