Page 83 of Scores Of The Heart

I press my lips together as he rubs his nose over my left nipple, kneading the other one. Then his mouth moves over the fabric and I feel his warm breath as he slowly tugs with his teeth.

“Ohhh,” I breathe, needing more. Through my shirt just isn’t enough. I pull it up under my armpits revealing my white lace bralette. I take a huge amount of satisfaction at the look he gives as he stares at my breasts hungrily. They are quite large.

I still from my rocking for a moment. It’s so hot sitting on top of him.

“Can I play?” He asks, giving them a gentle squeeze.

I practically convulse from those words alone.

“Yes,” I murmur, looking down to my perky and needy breasts, which he rubs again, plucking my nipples. I don’t even know what I’ll do if he takes one in his mouth.

I watch as he pulls the fabric back on one side, revealing my very hard, pink peak.

He swears under his breath, which sends another shock wave through me, because it sounds so hot when he uses dirty language when he praises me.

He sits forward as I watch in anticipation when he brings his face to my chest. He moves his head, his lips finding my nipple. Then I feel his tongue and I can’t help but gasp and then moan loudly over his head. The feeling is so out of this world I’m practically on fire.

“Ty,” I whisper as his lips caress each nipple, then there’s the glorious suckle. His tongue licks me softly all the while and swirls around. I push my hips against him as he looks up at me.

“That good, baby?” He pulls the fabric away on the other side, so both breasts stick out, the straps falling down my arms as he moves his head.

“It’s so good.”

“I like you in that jersey,” he murmurs, pulling back, but only to speak. “So beautiful, Cind. Did you wear that just for me?”

“Yes,” I breathe, not being able to help myself, moving my hips back and forth more vigorously. Loving the friction I’m getting through the cotton pants I’m wearing as my sweet spot hits his hard length. I can feel my orgasm building. It’s going to be another first for me with a partner. “I love everything you’re doing, Ty. I love your dirty words, too.”

“That you’re hot as fuck?” He says, playing with his tongue, glancing up at me, teasing my nipple.

“Ty…” I squeeze my eyes shut as my hips move faster. He takes his hands to my hips and maneuvers me back and forth faster as he keeps sucking my nipples, my breasts bouncing against his face. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. “I’m going to… oh Ty… ohhh.” I can’t hold on, and I don’t want to, even if I can’t believe this is happening.

I keep watching him as he sucks and pulls gently with his teeth, and it’s all I need to send the sparks spiraling through my body as I let go and my release takes over.

I’m lost in our bubble, but I’m aware that I’m moaning out loud and my breathing is ragged. I squeeze my eyes closed, enjoying every wave that passes through me until I finally come to a halt. Tyler lifts his head from my breasts and our eyes meet.

I smile shyly, knowing my face is flushed and I’m a little wobbly.

He releases his hands from my hips and wraps his arms around me.

My lips reach for his and we kiss long and deep.

“Wow,” I breathe, when we pull apart.

“You’re wow,” he says, looking down at my exposed breasts on display for him.

“We didn’t even get naked,” I giggle. “You’re amazing.”

”You have a beautiful body.” He even folds my bralette back over my breasts, giving them a last brief brush of his knuckles. I let the jersey fall to cover me again.

“You make me feel so good, Ty. No one has done that before.”

He pulls back to look at me. “You mean, literally, or no one has made you feel good?”

“I mean literally.”

He presses his forehead to mine. “I like I was the one to do it.”

I smile shyly and glance down. “What are we going to do about that?”

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