Page 42 of Blinded By The Sun
I chuckle at her compliment. “Merci, baby. Your smile is beautiful.”
She shakes her head. “Not like yours, yours makes me wet.”
I can feel the smile on my face as I lean in closer. “You better stop playing with me, little girl.” I warn.
“I can’t, even though I should, because you’re intense and you scare me,” she says honestly.
“I scare you or you’re afraid of me?”
“A bit of both, but I don’t know, I like it. I like that you can make me feel.”
“You want me to give you an entire baseball team, don’t you, Kingsley? Especially with the way you’re talking to me. Fuck, your honesty turns me the fuck on,” I tell her.
King’s eyes are wider than they’ve ever been. “Oh.”
“Yeah… now, tell me, am I everything you’ve dreamed of in a man? Someone who won’t just give you his best smiles but someone who can say you’ve earned sitting on my face. I can’t wait until I can taste you again. I will have to make this a rule.”
“A rule?” She repeats as if she’s transfixed with my words.
I nod. “Yeah, baby, a rule where you sit on my face every morning and before bed. Your pussy is delightful.”
King hiccups again which means she’s nervous. I think it’s so damned cute. I’ve never liked any nervous female before but her, I don’t know what it is but I’m okay with it. Her blush creeps all over her face and now extends to her neck.
“Let me show you what it’s like being my girl. I’ll make all those hiccups go away.” I tilt my head, lifting her chin up some more and kiss her. I don’t need to see that her eyes are shut like mine and that her toes are probably curling. I kiss her like I’m Botticelli and she’s my altarpiece; the one and only.
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