they just knew how to do it to each other

 He sat, not too far away from her. He wasn't the chatty sort. Strangely, he felt very comfortable in the lingering silence between them. She sat there, above him, on her plinth, completely naked..her posture spoke volumes...no care in the world, unaware of their nakedness.

He smiled, realising she was the image of how he was feeling. Nothing else existed but, the look shared between them.

It spoke of knowing, it spoke of comfort of a different sort...an erotic burning...a sensuality he had always tried to capture.

There was no pretending, no embarrassment no need to avert his gaze away from her breasts...those nipples so prominent, demanding attention.

Her slight leaning in, a subtle invitation...a 'come-hither-to' unspoken. Exactly what he needed...neither too little or, too much...a mystery, an allure of what could be.

He watched her hands travel up and down her leg. There was a sensual tenderness in the caress which, confirmed all he thought she was.

A sensual creature, an erotic being, a lover raw and indulgent...a temptress...a tease...the lead and then the surrender...the controller, suggester, invitee...a seductress that never gave away too much.

But, the slight upturn of those lips of hers and the slight parted mouth gave it all away.

Could such a seduction, that spoke volumes and volumes not be the real deal?

He began to play with his hardness, enjoying the look in her eyes, her attentiveness obvious in the pressing of her thighs together and that gentle... 'hmm..' that escaped her throat

'Don't u want some?' he asked of her as he watched his hand grasp his rock hard throb...his other hand reaching to cup his tight balls.

"As much as i am sure u want some of this..." she responded, her voice trailing off, her thighs parting to make way for the cupping of her warm wetness with the full of her hand...diverting his attention away from himself and rather focusing on her...RB.