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“Where are you going?” she asks, confused.
“To round up some condoms, baby. Unless you’re on the pill?” I ask, knowing better than to hope.
Kerry shakes her head. “No, but there are condoms in the bathroom. That’s what made me think…” she blushes lightly and I send silent thanks to which ever interfering busybody stocked the complimentary supplies.
“Then I’ll be back even faster.” I give her a cheerful grin and myself a lecture about taking it slow with her.
The bathroom is indeed well stocked with condoms. They weren’t here when we left for the lake, but now there are the contents of at least two boxes stuffed into a crystal dish front and center on the vanity. Not subtle, but apparently effective. I brush my teeth and grab a handful. If this is the only time I get to fuck Kerry, I’m going to make it memorable and last as long as possible.
Kerry
I’m tired of the what if’s. And Trevor’s already worming his way into my heart, so why not my body too? But I don’t want to be insensitive to his feelings, either. I’m relieved when he doesn’t hesitate, except now I’ve got new nerves.
Until I’m suddenly giggling. When Trevor returns, not naked like I’d hoped, he sweeps back the covers with a grin. “This could take a while, so if you prefer to catch a nap, I’ll wake you up for the good stuff.”
“What on earth are you talking about?” A small breathless giggle escapes of its own volition.
“Going to take my sweet time with you, Cupcake. Starting with your cute toes.” And he does, kissing each one and licking over the top of my foot. I lose track of time, but I swear it’s an hour before he even makes it to my ankles. I’m shifting restlessly in the bed, the rest of my body confused as to why it’s not getting any of his attention.
Trevor looks up with a wicked glint in his eye. “I don’t want you to get unbalanced. Ears next.” And suddenly he’s looming over me, his talented tongue tracing the curve of my ear. It does really twisty things to my insides, making my stomach flop. When my pussy is so wet, I’m ready to pull him down on me, he pulls back. “Knees then, yeah?”
“Trevor,” I warn him ominously.
He blinks at me innocently. “Did you want something, Cupcake?”
I think I actually growl in frustration and his eyes brighten. “Kerry?”
“You can worship my knees later. Pussy now.”
He gives me an efficient salute, followed by a cheeky grin. “Yes, ma’am.”
Be careful what you wish for,my inner voice pants with excitement as Trevor gently parts my folds before licking one long line up to my clit. He lingers there, swirling his tongue over my tight bud, then sucking gently.
My arms and legs contract around him. “Trevor!” I fly apart and that only makes him lick me harder, his tongue penetrating my channel with firm insistence, making me throb and pulse all over again.
Then just when I expect him to exchange his tongue for his cock, he moves down — to myknees!
“Roll over, would you, Cupcake?” he orders firmly.
“Trevor!”
“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet. Have to pace myself, don’t want to use all the condoms too early.”
I stare at him. There were at least fifty condoms in that dish.Remind me not to play poker with Trevor,I warn my inner voice because there’s not a trace of humor anywhere on his face. He makes a twirling gesture with his finger so reluctantly I roll onto my stomach and give myself over to his wicked, wicked tongue.
9
Kerry
I’m a boneless sopping mess by the time Trevor has kissed his way down my spine after leaving at least ten love bites on my shoulder blades. My brain has stopped worrying about what comes next. I’m just along for the ride at this point, and it’s a glorious trip indeed.
So I’m not prepared for Trevor’s question, breathed into my ear. “What’s your fantasy for this, sweetness?”
“Um, this. Exactly this,” I mumble into the pillow.
He chuckles softly. “Glad you’re enjoying yourself. I meant for properly fucking you. You want sweet missionary, you want to take charge and ride me, or do you want to keep hiding your face and let me take you from behind?”
He nuzzles my neck while I consider these options. All of them sound delightful, but I’m past being able to control my muscles, so riding him is out. For tonight, anyway. “You seem to know what you’re doing, you pick. Just don’t make me do any of the work,” I amend breathlessly, more than ready to end the intermission.
