Her breaths were coming out in quick little pants, her mewls sounding around the room.Quicker, I flicked my tongue until finally I gave her the release she was looking for and I bit, ever so gently, on the peak.
Emily’s knees drew up against my sides and her body straightened, pushing impossibly close to my face, as she came.
Fucking damn.
I grinned against her chest, letting go of her nipple and pressing a kiss to the side of her lips, her mouth open as she fought the release taking over her body.I sucked on her lower lip, her body still shuddering.
I kept my eyes on her closed ones, willing them to open so I could see the heat behind the cool blue depths.
C’mon, Em… Open those eyes...
When she did, her pupils were dilated and her nostrils flared with her gasps of breath.Her face was flushed and damn if I hadn’t ever seen a more beautiful woman in the throes of passion.
Emily
I should really hate myself right now.
I totally just came all over Rory’s lap like any number of the girls he convinced to sleep with him.But, my God, I wanted more.
Rory O’Gallagher was addicting
If this was how he was with his lady friends after he turned on the charm, I could totally see why the girls lined up to sit on his cock, even knowing he’d leave them sooner than later.
I needed to remember who Rory was outside of sex, but I would get back to that thought later.Right now, I wanted my hands on his skin and his hard cock between our bodies.
To start.
My breath was still trembling out of my parted lips and I could feel my pussy pulsing from the ebbing release, but I was ready to move this on to the next step.
His hands were still on my hips and he didn’t seem to be in any sort of hurry to get naked.
So I was going to fix that.
I reached down to pull up on the hem of his Henley shirt, my eyes fixed on his body as I exposed his tan, muscle-filled flesh.As I cleared the middle of his chest, I wasn’t all that surprised to find he was bare of hair.
He probably waxed.
Or had it removed by a laser.
Pushing the negative thoughts about him out of my head, I continued to pull his shirt up until finally, Rory got with the program and reached behind his head, removing the shirt completely.
I put my hands on his bare chest, taking a brief moment to drink him in.His normally messy hair was made even worse by my hands, and he still wore the shadow on his cheeks and chin from this morning.I briefly wondered what the stubble would feel like on my lady bits.
My body shivered involuntarily over him, which only caused a grin to spread over Rory’s features.
Not wanting him to open his mouth with some arrogant comment, ruining the moment, I busied my hands with the fly of his designer jeans.They probably cost the same as one of my classes alone.
I hurriedly unbuttoned the fly, reaching in to pull his hardened cock free of his jeans and briefs.Needing some sort of upper hand, I gingerly rubbed my thumb along the ridge of its head, before moving off his lap to kneel between his legs, my hand never leaving his shaft.
I glanced up at him to gauge his reaction.He moved his arms so they spanned the back of the couch, giving him a look of complete and utter comfort.
Like this was an everyday occurrence.
Then again, it probably was.
Willing girl on her knees between his own, angling his cock toward her mouth.
I really had to get out of my head before this entire thing took a sour turn.
