"You like it?"

"I adore it," I replied, sliding in to savor those lips once again. My hands trailed down towards her breasts. My fingers danced against the edge of her nipples, peaking through the garment. So raw, so divine….it called to me, begging for more.

I slid my hands back up and gently peeled the nightgown part way off her shoulder, revealing a round breast. The perked, hardened nipple greeted me. Pearl sighed as my fingers pressed against the sides of her nipple, but her voice slowly grew to a moan.

Every sound captivated me. All thoughts disappeared as I took in her beauty. My lips traveled downwards, taking the first hint of her nipple against my lips. Soft and inviting, she clutched the sheets, eyes wide as can be.

"I love hearing your sounds. They're beautiful. Just like you."

Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous. I continued to feel my restraint slipping. But then, as I pulled away, Pearl gave chase, climbing on top of me in the disheveled garment.

"Pearl, what are you?—"

Eager hands worked my sweatpants, pulling them down far enough to reveal the base of my cock. She paused as her fingers gently touched it, drawing groans out of me.

"This your way of shutting me up?" I managed to ask.

"Maybe it is. Is it working?"

Her fingers stroked me for a moment: at first, tender; then, more deliberate. She slowly inched my pants downwards, revealing my length. I hissed, the arousal all I could think about.

"I think it is," I gasped. "Have your fun."

Her fingers gently touched the base and moved towards the shaft. Her touch ignited me. Words became a challenge. All I felt was the raw desire.

Pearl's fingers were so soft. The delicate touch differed from other women, including Sophia. She was like a gentle breeze, driving all the old, sad thoughts away.

"What's the matter?" she said, smiling. "Don't have any words for me?"

"No," I grunted. "I have nothing."

She gently pushed her lips against my cock, taking it about halfway down. The warm, wet cavern was enough to drive me wild. Fuck.

I reached for those soft curls. My fingers gripped them with a firm but gentle grasp. Pearl eagerly worked me, savoring everything. The heat was becoming molten.

I wasn't gonna last. I needed her—needed Pearl. Before I finished, I pulled her off my cock, stroking myself.

"You leave me speechless. A rarity for a guy like me."

She smirked. "It's my charm. Then again, the feeling is mutual."

She gathered herself before hovering over me. The nightdress hid her body. I quickly tore off the other strap and grasped the middle garment, pulling it off her body. Pearl grabbed my shirtand tugged it off me. Her hands touched my pecs, light fingers trembling with need.

So close. I glanced up at her. Raw need replaced all my usual deflections and restraints.

"Pearl…are you sure about this?" I asked, my hands against her hips. She just needed to say the word.

"I've never been surer of anything," Pearl replied with firm resolve.

I looked away. It had been so long since I felt this much affection. She might stay with me for a long time, and then…

"Don't be so soft on me now," Pearl interjected, silencing all thoughts.

I looked up at her. There was nothing to say. I'd worry about the implications later. I lightly kissed her lips, getting one more taste.

"You have no idea what you do to me."

"Then show me," she gently commanded, resting her hand on my shoulder. "Take me."