She stood before him, wearing only a transparent nightgown. Her hair was pushed behind her shoulders and he could distinctly see her erect nipples. He lifted a finger to his mouth and licked it with his saliva, his eyes never leaving her breasts. Slowly, he reached out to put his wet finger against the fabric of her nightgown, right on her nipple. The moistened fabric stuck to her skin, drawing more clearly the outline of her nipple. He slowly leaned over to blow on it, sending shivers through her body.
He looked at her, a flash of lust in his eyes, and put his mouth where his finger was a few seconds ago, taking the hard little pearl between his teeth. She began to pant, not daring to move for fear that he should stop. She threw her head back and gave him access to her body, allowing him silently to do what he wished. He seemed to understand the implicit message and rested his hands on her thighs, slowly descending them to the hem of her nightgown. There, he grabbed the edges and made it back up on her legs, always so slowly, while his mouth continued to suck the now soaked fabric. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath her nightgown, and she shivered when the cool air of the room blew gently on her shaved mound.