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“Well, they love being buried in your wet cunt.” He leans forward. “Almost as much as my tongue does.” My sex gets even wetter and I feel a wave of butterflies moving south. “Kiss me.” I bite my bottom lip and he raises an eyebrow sexily.
“Where?”
“My pussy.”
“Fuck yes. I’d devour your fucking pussy if I were there. Would have you screaming while you came all over my tongue. Start at your opening and drag your fingers slowly upwards to your clit.” I do as he says. “Good girl.”
Fuck.
“That’s me dragging my tongue through your slit. How’d it feel?”
“Amazing,” I whisper through a shaky breath.
“Now rub your clit. Slowly.” I start doing it, already feeling my body building when he speaks again. “Stop.” His nostrils flare sexily and his tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip and I almost convulse at the thought of him licking me fucking anywhere. “Use one hand to open yourself up, I want to see everything.” I swallow, slightly nervous at the thought of being so completely exposed to him. “Don’t be nervous.” He gives me an encouraging smile. “If I were there, I’d do it myself.” And this is true; he did have a habit of spreading me open while he ate me out, so I don’t know why this feels different. Almost more intimate.
I nod and open myself up to him, spreading the lips of my sex and it suddenly feels like the most erotic experience of my life. “So perfect,” he whispers and I watch as he takes another long sip of his drink. “God, I want to fuck you.” He nods at me. “Use your other hand to rub your clit. Do it slow.” He begins to fuck his hand again and I drop my eyes away from his hungry eyes to his fist pumping his dick. “That’s right,” he groans. “I’m giving you long, languid strokes. You think you like it fast, and sometimes you do…but you come the hardest when I lick you slow and hard. Right now, you’d be pressing your cunt harder against my mouth.” He lets out a breath. “I can almost taste you on my tongue right now, Marissa. Fuck me.”
“Do you like my taste?” I whisper.
“Fucking love your taste. Would die for it right now.” His eyes shut and he lets out a groan. “Christ, I miss you.”
“Me or my pussy?”I respond cheekily.
“Both. I miss you, but the fact that you’re attached to the only pussy I’ve ever been addicted to doesn’t hurt,” he says and a smile pulls at my lips.
I stop rubbing myself for a second. “That was both kind of romantic and hot.”
“My specialty.” He grins and I roll my eyes as his gaze drops to my cunt. “Keep going. I need you to come.”
I go back to rubbing, pushing myself closer to the edge. My eyes flutter closed as I feel my climax brewing beneath my skin and a moan rips through his throat. “Open your eyes, let me see you.”
I shake my head. “I can’t…I’m too far…” My mouth drops open, feeling the first wave of my orgasm wash over me.
“Tell me how it feels. Tell me how good my mouth feels.”
“So fucking good,” I moan.
“Good girl. I’m going to suck your clit into my mouth now. Pinch it for me, honey.” I do as he says. My body lets go of the mounting tension and my orgasm hits me hard and fast. My clit quivers under my fingers and I hear a groan that sounds more like a growl and then an almost pained, “Oh my god,” and then nothing else registers except for how good my fingers feel on my clit. I don’t know how long my orgasm goes on, but eventually, I stop pulsing and my eyes flutter open. His blue orbs are locked on my face. He drops his gaze between my legs and then back up to me. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He rubs his jaw and lets out a chuckle. “And I spent most of my adolescence watching porn.” He sits back on the couch, his dick still hard and pointed straight up but his hand is no longer touching it. “You get so wet and…your clit was…” He lets out a breath. “I will never get that image out of my head.”
I giggle. “I’m glad you enjoyed the show.”
“So fucking much.”
I grin just before I drag my wet fingers across my tongue, tasting myself. “I think it’s your turn to come now.”
Before I knew it, I’d been in Paris for a month and I felt like everything was going well both at work and in my personal life. I talked to Chris practically every day even if it was only a few texts or an email. Then other times were two-hour long phone calls that oftentimes led to phone sex or FaceTime sex. Yes, I’m right back in it but I couldn’t stop and it seems like he couldn’t either. I haven’t told him I love him yet but I feel it and I’m sure he can too.
I’m one of the last people to leave work one day and I’m rushing home to change before I meet everyone for dinner. It’s still light out but I have my face buried in my phone which is how I manage to miss the woman standing in front of the door to my building.I look up just before I collide with her and my heart almost flies out of my chest when she lowers her sunglasses and looks at me with a smug grin.
“Miss Collins, correct?” She’s wearing white satin gloves that she slides off slowly before tucking her clutch under her arm. She looked like old money, chic and sophisticated, and I hate how gorgeous she is up close and in person. “I believe we have some things to talk about.”
I blink several times in shock because of all the people, I certainly was not expecting Chris’ wife to show up at my apartment…in Paris. “I…I don’t think so.” I try to take a step around her but she blocks me from entering and gives me a look that lets me know that she is definitely going to get her way on this.
She cocks her head to the side and gives me a look. “Oh, honey, I’ve seen your nudes. We are far past coy, wouldn’t you say?”
WHAT? My mouth drops in shock. “If you think you can do something with those, I can assure you that’s illegal, but I’ll be sure to ask my father who’s a retired judge or my sister who’s one of the best litigators in the state.” I raise an eyebrow at her because I refuse to let her blackmail or intimidate me over that.
Her eyes widen and she looks almost impressed by my words. “You have some bite to you. Good for you. But relax, I won’t leak your nudes. Between the two of us, only you’ve proven to not be a girl’s girl.” She points to the door. “Now, I have an appointment to get a massage in an hour. So, are you going to let me in or what?”
