Page 58 of Courting Clemson

“Feels so good,” she finally said. Her breathing had picked up, and her tits moved up and down as she inhaled and exhaled.

I bent over her and placed a kiss on her abdomen, just below her navel.

She froze.

So I gave her skin a slow lick too.

She responded with a long, “Mmmmmmm.”

That was all the encouragement I needed to move lower toward her sweet pussy. I wanted to taste her there more than I wanted air to breathe.

Clemson widened her legs as far as she safely could on the massage table, and I went for it. Licking and sucking her with variable pressure and speed, trying to figure out how she liked it best. I wanted to slide a finger inside her body but was concerned about the table at that point.

“Baby, let’s go to your bed so I can really do this right. This table is making me a little nervous.”

I hated to stop the momentum, but her falling off the thing would be worse.

Without further conversation, she swung her legs off the table, grabbed me by the hand and towed me down the very short hallway to her bedroom. The little space was a freaking mess, but I had other things on my mind besides her housekeeping skills.

“On the bed,” I growled against her lips while we kissed. “Let me finish what I started.” I walked her backward until she hit her mattress, then followed her down on top of the disheveled heap.

“Sorry it’s such a mess in here,” she said, tugging a bunched-up pair of joggers out from beneath her body. She tossed them on the floor and scooted toward the headboard.

“What mess? My focus is very narrow at the moment,” I said with a wink and wrenched her legs farther apart.

“Jesus Christ,” she replied, and I wasn’t sure if it was caused by the hungry look on my face or the needy way my cock was pushing at the material of my jeans.

I got back to work bringing her to what I hoped would be the best climax of her life, and when she finally burst, I watched, completely transfixed, as the pleasure reached every inch of her body.

The grin on her full lips matched my triumphant one until we crashed together again in a long, deep kiss.

“I could worship you for the rest of the night and not get tired of it,” I said. “You taste so fucking good. I know what my new distraction is going to be at work now.”

She laughed and burrowed against my chest.

I ran my fingers through her long hair, and in minutes, her breathing leveled off and she was sleeping.

I closed my eyes for just a few minutes and let my body calm down a bit. The next time either one of us stirred, the sun was shining through the open blinds across the cramped room.

“Holy shit,” I said when I found a digital clock on her bedside table. “Shit…”

She finally stirred. “Oh, crap, we fell asleep.”

I kissed the top of head. “I have to go. I’m going to be late for work,” I said as I maneuvered out from under her. My phone was still in my back pocket from the night before, though it was hanging halfway out. I gave the thing a quick look before shoving it back in my pocket and meeting her stare from where she lay, rumpled and gorgeous on the bed.

“I wish I didn’t have to bolt like this.”

“I understand,” she said, putting her hand out to squeeze mine. “Go so you’re not late. Or later than you already are. Talk later?” she asked, and I didn’t miss the hopeful lilt to her voice.

Leaning over the bed, I gave her another kiss. “Count on it,” I whispered before one last peck. “I’ll let myself out. Sleep more if you can,” I told her and hoped she’d listen. Classes were about to start, and she’d be running on empty again.

“Kay,” she said softly, closing her eyes and settling into the pillow. “Bye, Luke.”

“See you soon, babe.”

And I raced back to my place to shower and get ready for work. A big, satisfied grin remained in place for the rest of the morning.

Chapter Fourteen

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