Henry smiled between the hungry kisses. He could easily have played like this for a good long time, driving them both quite mad, but the time for play was over. It took him only a single, swift gesture to pull down-- or more accurately, peel away-- Gabriella's knickers, exposing her to him. Running his fingers over the heated flesh of her pussy, Henry found her just as ready as the timbre of her voice implied.
Sliding over the silken-soft bedcovers, Henry positioned himself beside his girlfriend's petite form, a hand on Gabriella's hips guiding her to turn on her side. Another inch of movement and his chest was pressed to her back, the difference in their height allowing him to lean down and kiss her cheek on one end of the bed and run his length between her thighs on the other.