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Oh my god. Heat roils through me, and I can feel wetness soaking down to my thighs.
I’ve never done that with a guy, let him lotion me up like that. Frankly, I’ve never even thought about doing that with a guy, and it sounds sexy as fuck. But now his mouth is actually on my nipple and I can’t breathe. Oh God, he’s not wrong. This is going to get me so close to coming, he’s not going to have to do anything else. Pleasure builds behind my clit and I press my legs together to keep from climbing too high, too fast. His teeth scrape, not gentle but rough, not quite to the point of pain, just far enough to have me wanting more.
Glenn’s tongue swirls across my skin, lapping and licking before sucking with a force that pulls pleasure from every corner of my body. “Shit.”
He hums against my skin, and I think that he was absolutely serious when he said that he wanted to find out what made me scream. That’s not like most guys. With most guys, we’d be finished already, with him having gotten off in two minutes of fucking and nearly being asleep by now. Glenn hasn’t even gotten me all the way naked yet. Holy shit.
I push my breasts together, offering them up to him so he can do what he wants with them. He can fuck them, come on them, suck on them until I’m delirious. Please. He places his hands over mine, holding them together, and he licks both my nipples together. I think I’m in fucking heaven.
Teeth graze my skin again, and I work my fingers into his hair, holding his head against me. More, more, more. I don’t even realize that I’m saying it out loud until he pulls back, releasing me as he says, “Yes, Ma’am.”
Kisses are peppered across my breast, circling closer until he’s teasing me with the tip of his tongue. The warmth of his mouth on me is amazing, and I relax into the sensation of pleasure. Glenn’s mouth covers my nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth with no hesitation. He sucks me until it aches, until it feels like his mouth is already between my legs, and I’m so wet that I’m dripping.
He slides a hand down further on my waist to my hips and across the fabric of my jeans. Oh my God, there’s champagne in my veins, the way I feel tingles and bubbles. All he has to do is touch the seam of my jeans and I’m writhing with pleasure. Glenn flickes my clit, rubbing me forcefully, and I’m overcome with an orgasm that’s so fast and bright it leaves me spinning.
“Jesus,” I say, gasping for air.
“That’s quite a compliment, but it’s just Glenn.”
I start to laugh, still not quite present from the wave of perfect sensation, when I feel his mouth again. It grazes the skin between my breasts and drifts lower across my ribs, stopping to mark each one with a touch or a lick. He circles my bellybutton, and he tastes that too. Fuck, how can he make even that feel good with nothing but his tongue and some whiskey? Am I really that drunk or is he that good? Maybe I’m just still in the post-orgasmic high and my brain is playing tricks on me. God, I want to be impaled by this man. If he can do this much with his tongue, then his cock is going to send me into space.
He’s going so slowly, taking his time, that I half expect him to unbutton my pants with his teeth. But he doesn’t. They’re stripped off my legs with quick efficiency–the only thing I’m left wearing is a lacy black thong. It hides absolutely nothing and is soaked through with my orgasm and renewed arousal. I’m sticky with it. And I know that’s exactly where he’s headed. I can see it in his eyes.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say. “I already came.”
Glenn stops, and looks up at me, raising an eyebrow. He doesn’t say anything, just starts to undo the buttons of his shirt. My mouth goes dry, because everything that I felt when we were dancing is a hundred percent accurate. He’s ripped. Smooth muscles flow down his chest and stomach, graced with a light dusting of hair that disappears into his jeans. Bulging, completely stuffed jeans.
Oh my God. I can’t look away, and I’m glad I don’t because I get to see the way those muscles grace his arms and shoulders as he shrugs out of the shirt. I want to lick every part of his body the way he’s done mine. I want to trace those muscles and see the way his cock moves in response. I want to fucking eat him alive.
