Page 187 of Body Checked & Pucked

Our tongues synchronized together, like we’re performing a show.

My right hand flirts with the bottom of her shirt. I climb up smooth, warm skin and cup my hand over her bra. I squeeze at her. Then I pull…

My fingertips touch her bare breast, her knotted nipple.

I’m done there for now.

My hand retreats down her body and into the front of her pants.

It’s slow, but I have a purpose here.

I’m touching over her panties, on purpose, curling my fingers against her warm center.

Her hips rock against my touch.

I slowly move my mouth away from hers and down to her neck.

I kiss toward her right ear.

Now I speak to her.

“It’s okay, honey,” I whisper to her.

I’m not sure anything more needs to be said right now.

I move myself down her body.

She grabs for the covers on my bed and lets out a sigh of relief and excitement all mixed together.

I lift her shirt a little and kiss just above her belly button.

My right hand has moved out of her pants… but I grab her pants and panties tight. At the front of her body.

I pull them down as far as I can.

She’s only slightly exposed now.

That’s okay.

My lips make a trail down her belly. All the way to her soft, stubbly mound.

I kiss hard and loudly, gently suckling her skin to make sure she feels and hears me.

I growl and wrestle my tongue between her legs just a little.

The tip of my tongue curls and I pull, playing with her, but needing to taste her…

That first sweet hint of her pussy hits my tongue and it sends jolts throughout my body.

Mila lets out a groan and lifts her ass off the bed.

My hands move to her sides and I slowly strip her pants and panties down her body.

I move down with them.

Gently guiding.

Taking her shoes off. Her socks off. Her pants off. Her panties off.

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