Page 100 of Playful Kris

A soft kiss against my clit turns into his tongue flicking across it. Whimpers of need escape me as his mouth slides lower, tonguing my entrance and tasting what he does to me.

A brief thought of how sexy that is skips through my brain before he sucks my clit into his mouth, making me writhe beneath him. I’m impatient for more, and my fingers grip his head, pulling him closer to me.

“You like my mouth on you, huh?” he asks.

“Yes,” I groan, breathlessly.

I squirm with need and he used his arms to trap my legs open, keeping me from seeking any sensation on my own. Our eyes connect as he leans forward again, his mouth only a breath away from my most sensitive spot. His gray eyes pierce mine this time when he sucks on my clit, a moan bursts free and I arch off the bed, and I spiral for a second time.

His fingers dig into my ass as he releases my legs and I call out his name a second time. With a final lick up my center from his talented tongue, he pulls away from me with his cock in his hand.

I’m breathless as I watch him stroke himself and realize what he’s about to do.

Hot beads of cum spurt onto my center, as he continues to milk himself dry with his hand. All I can do is watch, as he covers my pussy.

The way his mouth falls open at the sensation, how his head falls to his shoulder, and it’s my name that falls from his lips this time.

It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And we’re always hot together.

Once our eyes connect again, he looks down at the mess he’s made on me and smiles. It’s a full smile that sends a zing all the way to my pussy again. He leans forward bracing one arm next to my head while the other goes between my legs. I’m sensitive and jerk from the slight touch, and our eyes meet.

He scoops up some of his cum, and presses it inside my center.

“I fucking love you, Kameron,” he rasps, never breaking our stare.

“I love you, too,” I say, reaching up and placing my palm to the side of his face.

Once he’s satisfied, he leans all the way forward and presses a kiss to my lips before collapsing beside me.

“That wa–”

I cut him off this time. “The hottest fucking thing ever.” I smile, rolling my head to the side to look at him.

“I can’t believe I have you here.” He tangles our fingers together between us.

“Me either.” My eyes flutter shut, I’m suddenly exhausted from all the strenuous activity we just endured. I feel him press a kiss to my temple.

“How about I run you a bath, and I’ll go fire up the grill. I have a few steaks we can throw on,” he offers.

“Sounds like a deal.” I smile, unable to move.

It feels like only seconds have passed when he’s back, lifting me into his arms and carrying me to the bathroom. My eyes only open when he sits me in the warm water, and I sigh.

“I’m going to shower, then go get the food ready.” He kisses my forehead.

I watch him step into the shower, and I feel like I’m drooling. His hands move over every cut of his muscles, and when he steps out my body is practically filled with need.

“Down, girl.” he teases, wrapping a towel around his waist. “As much as I’d love to yank you out of that water and have my way with you again, I really should be a good boyfriend and feed you first.” He winks.

“Is that what we are? Boyfriend and girlfriend?” I ask. We have a lot to talk about and work through, and it almost feels like we’ve skipped a ton of steps.

“Yeah, baby.” His features soften, and he walks toward me. “Relax, I’ll fix us dinner, and then we can talk about everything.”

I smile up at him, leaning my head back against the tub, letting the warm water soothe my aching muscles.

I’m not sure how much time passes when he comes back into the bathroom, but my water has lost the bite of its heat and my fingers are practically aged to an eighty year old woman.

“Dinner’s almost ready, you about done?” he asks, pulling a towel from the back of the door and walking it toward me.

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