“Will you...will you let me sit by you at dinner tonight?”
I lean back, staring down into her eyes. Her eyes flicker over my face, then up to my hair. She smiles, obviously smug about what good head she gave me.
Huh.
I bend down again, kissing her soft and slow. “Tell you what, I’ll keep you a seat,” I murmur into her ear as I graze my fingers over her pussy. “But then I want you going down on me under the table.” When I sit back and see the mischievous glow in her eyes, the urge to push into her soaked cunt is almost too much to bear.
Nim nods, biting down on her bottom lip as she shimmies out from under me. She holds out a hand. “Let’s go now. Maybe I can sit on your lap while we wait for everyone else to arrive.”
Hmm.I guess I can wait.
It’ll just make it that much fucking sweeter.