You kiss my neck and I feel your hands on my hips, coming around to my belly pulling me to you.

I watch your face in the mirror as your hands move up to my breasts, taking one in each hand.

“You will be naughty for me today,” whispered, not a question, but a statement.

You pinch my nipple and slide a clamp on one, then the other.

“Gasp!

How naughty?” I inquire.

Grinning, you say nothing. Your hand slides into my panties and I feel just how naughty.

“Butterflies are beautiful, don’t you think?”

Shaking, I gasp!