My boyfriend knew it drove me crazy to look at his back. He was kissing my thighs and fingering
me and then kissing my clit again, this
time punctuated by his voice, ending
the game. XXX I could feel his
cock come to rest on my bare thigh, his
lips grazing my neck as he asked,
“Does it involve your mouth?” His lips were working now, kissing the
space above my collarbone the way I
liked. He
kept saying all these possibilities with varying states of enthusiasm and it
was a raw glimpse into which of them
he really, really was dying to try and
which ones seemed a little more
commonplace to him. He was kissing my thighs and fingering
me and then kissing my clit again, this
time punctuated by his voice, ending
the game. It
made it hard to think straight, to finish
the game, but he’d force it out of me.
