She tastes so sweet and sexy it’s easy to forget we were apart for so many years.They don’t matter anymore.I stroke her tits and tease her nipples with my tongue until she can’t keep still. “Ty.” It comes out a tortured moan.
“You should see yourself, babe.” My voice is raw with need. “Your hair spread out across my pillows like a black waterfall. You want me to take a photo to show you?”
She chokes out a laugh. “Don’t you dare.”
I graze the tips of my fingers along her waist, and she shudders, her nails digging into the sheet. “You know better than to dare me.” Not that I’d do it if she wasn’t willing. But hell, even the thought of having a photo like this on my cell is driving me crazy. I’d have an endless hard-on.
“No photos.” Her voice is slurred as I suck her nipple into my mouth and flick my tongue over her. I can’t resist, and relax my muscles just enough so my cock sinks against her thigh.Feels so good. It’d feel even better if she was naked.
I have her jeans off her before she has time to do anything but arch her back. Her lacy black thong is another distraction, and I press an open-mouthed kiss on her pussy, just as a teaser.
For me or for her?
“Don’t stop.” She groans and flaps her hands in front of my face, careful not to touch me. “I promise I’ll only come twice.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” I raise my head and give her an evil grin.
“You’vesomuch to live up to tonight.” She stirs restlessly, her fingers stroking her thighs, and I can’t resist dropping a lingering kiss on her soft skin right above the band of her thong. “God, Ty, just take the damn thingoff.”
“No.” I stop her from tugging it off. “Leave it on. I like the way it disappears up your ass.”
“What?” She shakes with silent laughter. “You’re not evenlookingat my ass.”
It’s too easy to roll her over onto her stomach. I admire her naked back and perfectly curved ass. “I am now.”
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Jasmine
I pillow my face on my folded arms and give a provocative wiggle. “Well, I hope you’re enjoying it.”
He traces his finger along the band of my thong. It’s a barely there touch but shivers race over me, magnifying every teasing stroke. “I must be a masochist.”
I fully expect him to inch off my thong, but instead he looms over me, bracing his weight on his knees, and sweeps my hair to the side, leaving my neck bare to his gaze. There’s no reason why that should be such a turn-on, but it is, and I wriggle again to try and ease the heavy throb between my thighs.
The length of his cock sinks along my butt crack, hot and heavy, and I’m so wet I just want him inside me, right now. Except his mouth is loving my neck as though that’s the sexiest part of my body he’s ever tasted, and I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to.
His hands caress my waist and hips while his lips and tongue explore my shoulders. His teeth gently graze my flesh, but he doesn’t bite, and it’s like a thousand tiny electric shocks are exploding beneath my skin.
He eases up and massages my shoulders, and a blissful groan escapes me. “That’s so good…” I’m not sure he’ll understand me—I sound drunk—but he leans over me again and breathes against my ear.
“All part of my plan, babe.”
“I’ll come if you keep this up.”Please don’t stop.
“That’s the idea.”
“I like it.” My eyes close as he works on the knots in my muscles, unraveling the stress of the last week, even as my body melts beneath him.Where did he learn to do this?I don’t want to know. Not when I’m floating in a haze of lazy pleasure, soaking up every tiny stroke and kiss.
He slides down me, never losing his rhythm, and palms my butt before lavishing the same attention on my legs. I’m boneless, yet my entire body tingles, and I want him so much, but I don’t ever want to move again.
He hooks a finger into my thong and tugs it off before rolling me onto my back. My arms flop onto the bed, and I watch, riveted, as he knees my thighs farther apart. Fists on the bed beside my hips, he catches my gaze.
“Guess you enjoyed that, huh?”
“Always.”
His satisfied smile kills me, and when he trails kisses along my inner thigh, I’m ready to beg. “Ty.”
