really see what is happening but they are there to be on hand should any guest want to leave and his or her partner decided otherwise."
"I see." Elena hoped she had absorbed fully what he was saying because truth be told she was paying more attention to his body, how it felt so close against her. How her own body was unusually warm and sensitive... his hand was softly caressing her hip and Elena found herself much too aware of how warm and heavy it felt on her.
Said hand slid up a little higher and found her naked stomach. Elena gasped.
Keeping his hand where it was, Alex asked, "Should I be doing this?"
"...no."
He pulled his hand away, a smile in his voice, "Be on alert. We want you to enjoy the snuggle but remember the rules."
"Of course," Elena responded, almost moaning when he pulled her closer still, their bodies flushed against each other, moving in the dark, slow and constant.
She could feel his hand run down the length of her denim clad thigh, drawing a sharp breath when he pulled her leg up, astride his hip.
"If you're strictly here for session One, jeans or other kinds of pants are a good choice," he said, his hand continued caressing her thigh. "Shenanigans would be more difficult when your partner is in pants."
That made her smile a little. "Do you have shenanigans in mind?" she asked, hoping to make things light, at least for her, who kept finding herself short of breath.
"Always."
Elena found herself frozen at the reply. He could very well be joking back at her but with his strong hands so intimately holding on to her, Elena's mind started slipping and skidding down a wild slippery path.
Warm lips pressed themselves on her neck, soft and lingering. Elena took a breath, unsure if she was imagining things. Then he started tasting, his mouth moving against her sensitive skin, leaving her moaning.
"Should I be doing this...?"
Elena opened her mouth to answer but only more moans escaped, soft and barely audible as wet lips found her ear, nibbling slowly as he pressed closer to her, his hands squeezing her to his chest.
"Elena, am I breaking any rules?" he whispered. The tip of his tongue was slowly lining the curve of her earlobe, a strong hand pressing her wrist to the bed. Elena took a breath, shuddering when she realized his chest was weighing her down, warm and solid on top of her.
"Alex..."
"Aren't you going to stop me?" he asked softly, his lips now making a slow, wet trail down her jaw. She could feel his hand relaxing its grip on her wrist, mortified that she actually felt disappointed.
"Is this... is this something another guest might try?"
His mouth was locked on her neck then and she actually felt his murmur of confirmation instead of hearing it.
Elena closed her eyes when she heard herself asking him the question. "What — what other things they might try?"
He was silent for a while and then he said, "Something like this..."
In the dark, his mouth quickly found hers, tasting and indulging himself with her softness. He moved closer, putting himself fully on top of her now as his lips continued claiming hers, suckling until Elena felt her lower lip started to throb.
His hands were back to her wrists, pressing them down the bed as he slid his frame closer and heavier against her. Elena gasped and a tongue slid inside her mouth, slowly tangling against hers. A thrill started to run down her body and Elena moaned as she felt herself leaking slowly between her legs.
Alex pulled away from the kiss, his breathing warm and harsh on her face. "That, is something a guest should not do."
He was still on top of her and Elena bit her lip at the thought that he might pull away soon.
"Can you show me ...another example?" she whispered.
There was silence and then he said, "I can."
Elena closed her eyes when his lips captured hers again, pressing deep and wet. The tip of his tongue lined up the opening of her mouth and she willingly opened up, only to moan softly when he went back to nibbling,