Page 19 of Falling in Love with Two

“You are so fucking sexy,” he says slowly.

“Really?” I ask, looking up at him while I taste my tangy juices.

“Yeah. Really.”

“Show me.”

He steps back, grabbing my hand and leading me away from the doorway.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Well, I wanted to taste your pussy. Since you licked off my fingers, I guess I’m going to go straight to the source.”

Just the thought of that gets me all tingly, but I try to play it cool as we walk to his bedroom.

He stops at a switch on the wall. “Lights on or off?”

“On,” I reply without even thinking about it. Although I don’t mind it in the dark, right now, I want to see everything that’s about to happen.

Standing at the foot of the bed, he grabs either side of my face, looking from my eyes to my lips and back again. Pulling me toward him, he kisses me. This time, it’s long and slow, making me crave more.

After a quick nip to my bottom lip, he playfully pushes me back onto the king-sized bed. My stare stays fixed on him as he grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls it over his head.

And it’s a sight to see.

His golden skin practically glows in the warm light and shows off his thick frame. His stomach isn’t accentuated with six-pack abs, but it’s solid and flat just the same. There’s a light smattering of chest hair that funnels into a happy trail that disappears beneath his jeans.

Speaking of jeans, I can see the outline of his cock through his. He apparently lays to the right. Even covered by denim, I can tell it’s a decent size.

I guess Dylan sees me staring because he asks, “Like what you see, beautiful?”

“I can’t see much,” I reply. “Maybe you should lose the jeans.”

He smiles. “Not until you do.”

With that, he grabs my already-unbuttoned pants and yanks them down my legs. Next come the panties. I’m glad I wore some halfway decent ones tonight.

Once I’m completely naked, Dylan looks me up and down. His eyes rake over my body like he wants to devour me.

And I’m going to let him.

The alcohol may be making my brain all fuzzy, but I know, without a doubt, that I want this right now.

Dylan’s fingertips lightly run from my ankle up my leg and side. He looks over all my ink.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he says before pushing my knees apart.

Lying on his stomach, he gets comfortable between my legs.

Using his thumbs to hold me open, he plants a soft kiss on my clit.

After a long lick the entire length of my pussy, he says, “You taste just as good as I thought you would.”

I barely have time to process his words before he starts focusing on my clit. He starts slow, teasing it with feathery light licks and doing just enough to get me going.

When he increases his speed, he alternates what he’s doing with his tongue. Every time he starts to build me up, he changes it up, and the process starts all over again.

I have no idea what to do with my hands since I can’t seem to sit still. Finally, I settle on pinching my nipples. The sensation only adds to my arousal.

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