"looks like my baby girl has earned a surprise tonight" He whispers as he kisses her forehead
"Really??" she smiles, an edge of excitement in her voice
He nods and chuckles as he slides his hands to her ass lifting her from the floor and setting her on the bench, standing between her legs gazing adoringly into her eyes. His fingers lightly traipsing across her breasts, thumbing her nipples through the sheer material of her bikini top, she arches her back and whimpers in pleasure her fingers lightly running through his dark hair, her nails lightly scraping down the back of his neck. He moans softly and wraps his large fingers around her hips dragging her forward on the bench, she wraps her slender tanned legs around his waist and pulls herself hard into his hardening bulge. Lightly she slides her fingers down his white shirt, before her fingers slide each button through its hole slowly.
He stands close against her his bare chest leaning against her bare back his fingers sliding over her ribs gently, until his fingers curl over her small breasts, his thumbs roughly flicking against the underside of her aching nipples. She moans loudly as she arches her back against him, her head nestled into his shoulder. Suddenly his hands drop to the waist band of her denim shorts, he flicks open the button quickly and steps around in front of her, his eyes gazing back into hers as he slowly unzips them, he slides them down her legs softly, tossing them over his shoulder as he pulls them from her feet. Standing back to admire her beauty, smiling as his eyes drink in her soft belly that sloped into her gorgeous thighs, chuckling at the rosy blush that creeps slowly up her cheeks as she watches him admiring her.He smiles as he feels the cool air hit his chest, She slides it from his shoulders, leaning in and flicking her tongue over a nipple, her tongue bar grazing it roughly. As she rubs herself against his crotch, he moans softly as he feels her uneven teeth pinch lightly at his nipple, her tiny fingers lightly tugging on the other nipple, rolling it softly. With a growl he lifts her from the bench and carries her down the hall walking down the stairs briskly, switching on the light and laughing as the blood red glow filters through the room. He looks at her and shakes his head in disbelief, knowing that the light was a surprise for him.
She slides down his body and lands lightly, the polished tiles icy against her bare feet, she looks at him nervously her fingers automatically pulling at the stray curls that bounce around her face. He takes her hand and leads her to the centre of the room, raising her arms and shutting the suspended cuffs around her tiny wrists. She watches him her blue gray eyes watching his every move. He steps back and looks at her before he walks behind her she feels his warm fingers dance down her spine and squirms, her toes barely brushing the floor. She feels his fingers stop at the first set of straps for her bikini, and feels as it falls open, his fingers moving up to quickly undo the second set. She feels it slide down her body to the floor.