“C’mere. I want you at my feet.”
I looked up from the book I was reading, surprised. “Okay? Did I do something wrong?”
He turned the page of his own book, not meeting my confused gaze. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I just want you closer to me. I don’t need to get your leash, do I?”
“No, sir,” I said, leaving my chair and settling on the floor between his legs. I rested my head on his lap. He was right, as usual. This was better.
“Good.” He reached down to pull my t-shirt up and over my head, his fingers grazing along my sides as he did. He hesitated for a moment and then unclasped my bra and pulled it off as well. “Are you enjoying your book?”
“Yes. It’s better than I thought it would be,” I said, blushing. No matter how many times he had seen me topless, I still blushed, every time.
He put a pillow on the floor behind my back so I could lean against it. “I’m glad. Don’t let me keep you.”
We went back to reading. He absentmindedly petted my hair, and I got so engrossed in my book that I forgot I was topless until he reached down and caressed me softly.
“Come sit on my lap, babygirl. Let me read this story to you. It’s really good.”
I climbed onto his lap and laid my head on his shoulder, nestling it into that groove at the base of his neck where it fit just perfectly. He read to me, honeyed words dripping from his lips, and I reached up to touch them with the tips of my fingers. They were so beautiful. He kissed my fingers between words and smiled down at me. When I was with him, I felt like I belonged. Like I was exactly where I was meant to be.
I giggled at the story’s funny ending, and he closed his book, setting it on the end table beside him. He leaned down and kissed my forehead.
“You’re so cute when you giggle. Ready for bed?”
I blushed again and nodded.
“Okay, but before we go…” He cradled me and slipped a finger down my side, playing with the edge of my boyshorts, the velvety blue ones I always wore to bed. “You’re still wearing too much for my taste.”
I giggled again and he gently laid me on the couch, trailing kisses along my breasts and down my stomach. He pulled my panties down with his teeth and I wiggled them off so I was completely naked for him.
“That’s so much better. Don’t you think?”
I didn’t have time to think of an answer before his tongue was between my legs, making me gasp on my words. My hands had a mind of their own and went to his hair. I ran my fingers through it and pulled it lightly, moaning as he moved his tongue slowly at first, then faster, stopping only to suck on my clit.
“Oh fuuuuck…” I moaned. I was so wet for him already. How is he so good at this?
He looked up at me and chuckled, making his tongue vibrate against me. “Spread your knees open really wide, babygirl. That’s it.”
I moaned again as he pressed my legs wide open and moved my hands to my knees.
“Just like that, Rori. Stay just like that for me. Keep your hands right there. Don’t move. Fuck, you are so beautiful.” He parted my lips with his tongue again and sucked on my clit, hard, making my legs tremble. “Who do you belong to?”
“You. You. Only you. Oh fuck…”
“Good girl,” he growled. “And whose tits are these?”
I cried out as he reached up and pinched my nipple. “Yours. They’re yours.”
“That’s right. And who does this pussy belong to?” He swirled his tongue fast and hard around my clit, and it took all my willpower not to move my hands from my knees.
“You… oh god oh right there…it belongs to you…” I panted, feeling myself approaching the edge.
“And who are you going to cum for, Rori?” he purred, licking me hard and fast.
“Oh fuuuuuck… yoooou… I want to cum for you….”
“Scream it. Cum for me, babygirl, and scream my name. I want the whole neighborhood to know you’re mine.”
I bucked my hips against him as waves of orgasm rippled through me. I cried his name into the night, not caring who heard me. Wanting everyone to hear me.
“Mmmmmm…” He bit my inner thigh. “Aww, baby, you’re shaking.”
“Can’t help it,” I murmured, my breath still ragged.
He pushed my legs closed and gathered me in his arms. “You did so well for me. Come on, let’s get tucked in.”
“But what about you?” I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Don’t worry,” he grinned down to me and carried me to the bedroom. “There will be plenty of time for me in the morning…”
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