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I run my hands over each marking, getting a bit aroused. Something about a man with ink drives me crazy. I didn’t get much time to marvel at his collection last night, seeing as I was in an alcohol-induced cloud.
I think he catches on to my stimulation and runs his thumb across my bottom lip. I, in turn, bite it and feel his heart beat skip. He takes a strawberry and replaces his thumb with the fruit. The sweetness spills down my chin when my teeth tears into its flesh. But he’s there to lick every drop.
He hands me the bowl and holds my feet into his hands where he massages them, maneuvering in circular motions from the heel up to my toes. As he kneads my body, I relax. He reaches into the nightstand and takes out massage oil, pours some into his palms, and works it into my skin. I close my eyes, forgetting that no more than thirty-six hours ago, I couldn’t stand to be near him, but now I can’t bear to be away from him. He kneads the flesh of my tootsies, gently, seductively, semi-erotically. The more I relax, the more I feel parts of me tingle that shouldn’t happen from a foot massage.
“Mm.” A moan escapes me, giving him a hint of how much I’m enjoying his touch.
He pauses for a minute to unbutton my pants and remove them.I don’t fight. In fact, I lift my hips to aid in my de-pantsing.He pulls me to an erect position and removes my crop top, leaving me in nothing but my La Perla lingerie.
“Would you have a problem if I took your hair down from your ponytail?” He twirls it around his fingers, taking a handful into his grasp and gently pulling my head back where he places gentle bites along my neckline.
“No, go ahead,” I reply.
He carefully removes my hair cuff, allowing my tresses to fall into an unruly pattern. He massages my scalp, starting off with light and tender strokes before increasing the pressure. He moves down to the base of my neck and uses slow, circular motions against my skin, pressing into my flesh.
“Ah,” I say as the increase of pleasure reaches my clit.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No, the opposite. This feels amazing. Almost—”
“Climatic?”
“Yesss,” I breathe out.
He expands his fingers down my shoulders and over to my spine where he plays it like a fine-tuned piano. I lie down, face-first, giving him full access to my entire back. Calmly and sensually the motions continue, engaging me in a deep relaxation and peaks of near orgasm.
He turns me over and relaxes beside me, propped up on his elbow, lusciously tracing the outline of my body with the tips of his fingers.
“Did you enjoy the massage?” he inquires with a sinful smile.
I can’t think of anything to say. I’m enthralled by his gaze, and it beckons me, commands me, calls me. I push him onto his back, straddling him before taking his mouth with mine. Not a rushed kiss, but a slow, lingering, tongue-dancing, I-could-do-this-all-night mouth journey. I reach down and undo his jeans and find he is without underwear.
“Do you like going commando?” I ask, easing the denim over his hips.
“Yeah, when I’m at home.I like to have one less thing to get in my way of relaxing.” He lifts his pelvis to assist with the removal.
I stroke him from base to shaft to head and back down again, feeling him harden with each pass. The way his veins pulsate and his breath hitches makes me crave him even more. Removing my thong bikini, I ease myself onto his cock,gradually rocking my hips back and forth.
“Simone,” he calls out, dragging the ‘s’ in my name while gripping my hips. “Damn, baby, you do that so good,” he adds.
In my mind, I make a checklist to come back to the ‘babe’ comment. I’m sure it’s the heat of the moment. I change up my motion and move more in a circular pattern. This proves to bethe thing he loves. He tilts his head back, and I lean in to lick his prominent Adam’s apple. I switch to using up-and-down actions, and he grips me even tighter holding my gaze with his.
There are no words spoken, not even the sounds you would hear between a couple enthralled in passion. We look at each other as I maintain the lead position.
“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing me like you do,” he says, breaking the silence.
“Isn’t that the goal? To make you come?” I softly speak into his ear, biting his lobe in the process.
He pulls me closer and takes my breasts into his mouth, sucking my nipples to an erect point then lavishly licking on them, intensifying my growing senses. I let out a moan, and my rhythm increases speed. The sweat between us slicks my already wet pussy as we continue to slam into each other.
“Wait, wait,” he says, stopping all movement.
“Something wrong?” I manage to get out with half breaths.
“No, nothing’s wrong. You were on top last time, it’s my turn.”
He grins and quickly flips our position, my back meeting the coolness of the sheets. He laps at the sweat covering my belly and up to the divide between my mountains before sliding his massive dick back into me, and my senses pick up right where they left off.
