"I think you know perfectly well what to do, and I like that you know that." And she beams wildly when he tells her that he loves her to pieces. "I love you too," except their definitions might be slightly different, but that's a conversation for another time and place, because Salome says it is. Why not have a little fun now and consequences be damned? They can wait for another night or another morning when they are not so excited about playing with each other.

"I know, but I wanted to see if I could do it, if I could make them come - and I could." Her shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, it wasn't totally about a sex thing, it was more about learning, and a little bit about power and control. It was nice making them say and do things because she could make them come, it was a thrill. Plus it was nice to be fawned over and sought after as well.

She helps him with his pants, hands moving over his thighs as he reaches to take her face in his hands. He has such a nice touch, and he looks at her as though he has never really seen her before, or maybe it's just in a different way that he is seeing her. "I don't know," she gives him a crooked grin, her hand slipping between his legs, up the underside of his cock as they gaze at one another. "You don't have to worry about this being a dream though, it's not, it's real do you want me to pinch you to make sure?"

Which is probably not something you say to a man who's cock you are holding.

Grinning still she lowers her head and takes some time exploring him, lightly touching with just her fingertips and then the flat of her hand, down his length, his shaft and then up to the silky smooth of his head. Such an interesting toy to play with and she puts her lips on him, just around the head, tongue rubbing against the underside as she sucks him.