Page 103 of The Spy Ring

“You know how sexy I find you when you release bodily gases,” I said as I blinked at her.

She smirked. “You’re just jealous because you can’t beat me.”

Tiffany picked up the tape dispenser. “David conveniently had to help his friend, Diego, with a class project. So, it’s just you and me moving the boxes when we finish packing up.”

“It might be more purposely, than conveniently.” I put my cup on her dresser and stepped closer as she finished sliding the tape along the seam of a box.

She put down the tape dispenser on the table and turned to me with her hands on her hips.

“Did you tell David to stay away on moving day?”

“Possibly,” I said slowly moving closer to her.

“Possibly?” Tiffany asked.

“Probably.”

I reached over and slid my hands around her waist.

“Probably?” She tilted her chin up and curled the corner of her sexy mouth.

“Definitely,” I said as I watched her eyes darken.

“Definit—” I cut her off as my hand cupped her neck and my mouth brushed over hers.

She tasted like madness and as my fingers slid over her skin, her shudder felt like the sweetest indulgence. I pushed her back onto the bed and dropped to my knees.

“You’re so easy,” I said as my fingers crawled slowly, but intently, until my hands had completely unbutton, unzipped, and pulled off her jeans.

Then I spread her legs.

“I like these.” I hooked my finger through her green lace panties and rubbed the back of my finger over her drenched pussy.

“I wore them the night I met you.” Tiffany’s voice had lowered and her eyes were like pools of chocolate.

“I remember. Now take them off.”

She pulled them down and flicked them away with her foot before spreading her legs again. I pushed one finger inside her, desperate to hear her gasp. She didn’t disappoint. When I hooked my finger and twisted my hand, she added an extra moan.

“I could listen to you forever. You sound better than any song ever sung,” I said.

Reaching into my pocket with my free hand I grabbed the thing I put there just for this moment. I placed it on the ground next to me.

It had to wait a little bit so I could hear more of my love’s song. I lowered my tongue to between her thighs, lapping up Tiffany’s sweet flavor.

Working my fingers over her slippery folds, she sung some more. The melody sweet but guttural. I lifted my eyes and found she was watching. Fuck, I loved it when she watched me devour her.

Her lips soft and puffy and her cheeks flushed, I added another finger for her to ride.

“Oh, Jagger.” Her head fell back as her hips swayed toward me.

My tongue swirled around her clit and I knew she wanted more. Her face desperate as she lifted her head and reached for my head.

Her fingers tugged and pulled at my hair. I closed my eyes at the pain as I focused on her pleasure.

“I’m coming,” she said but I already knew.

Her pussy tightened around my fingers, convulsing in a frenzy. I sucked on her clit and her eyes widened, knowing another longer wave started as the first orgasm waned.

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